i really don't want to take a three-hour language evaluation test. i know it's gonna be one of those tests that are literally as long as they claim to be because it forces you to sit there until the timer is done. but, i guess the best day to do it is tomorrow

i can't wait to see car seat headrest next week. i've been wanting to see him for so long, but he never seemed to come to texas. then, after i left for school, he started having tour dates there. it's like he was waiting for me to leave. the only thing i'm not looking forward to is getting back to campus afterwards. it's gonna be a hassle, if not impossible. i have a vague memory of having to leave early from a show at union transfer to not miss the last train. or was it from the trocadero? i mean, i've done it before and i can do it again. it helps that i don't have class until the afternoon the next day

it's been seventeen years since nine-eleven. americans really need to move on already

i bought a copy of sufjan's 'exploding whale'. the seven-inch was discounted to three-fifty, with another three-something for shipping. i haven't really heard the original version. just the doveman remix. youtube tells me i have listened to the original, but i don't rememeber. looking forward to playing it. i also want a copy of 'the avalanche', but i don't have the money at the moment. hopefully no one buys matones' copy before i get the chance

what's with young thug still being in jail? why doesn't this country want black men to succeed?

laughing at the thought that i gave my younger sibling a copy of weezer's 'blue album' a few years back

started thinking emotions. like, i'll sit there and think of frustration sighs, or those emotional choking-up sounds. things like that. just thoughts of them. makes being discrete a lot easier, while letting me express my emotions to myself. which is often more important than expressing them to others