wednesday, october 25, 2006
(status courtesy of Sam)
Being || Sam as of junior year
Random || "In fair Verona, where we lay our scene..."
on the imposèd rei(g)n of lady capulet, an entity having not been seen for many a moon:
I CAN'T GO TO THE MIDORI CONCERT?!?!?!?!
what?! because of the stanford app?!?!?
but..but..but but--- there's a frick-in mountain there!!!!!!!
CURSES UPON YOUR ANCESTORS
CURSES!!!!
Anya | {} | filed under: vent
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Feeling || fried. deep-fried. like muffins.
Random || "hot pocket?" "midnight snack, ya know?"
sparknotes
i.e.
anya's day in clips and phrases
(thinking sick like ginger ale):
feast with the beasts
more adventures with mr. bill drennan
henry sleeps
critical analysis of chen in one efficient sentence
stats by diffusion
mol!
twang makes everything better in the end
travis
henry sleeps more
the return of stats by immersion
total brain fry
twang makes everything better in the end
quality time with queen mrs. fong
it's hot..................................................................im going inside.
new hobby (eating)
new hobby (sun)
fbook stalking
being emo
5 hours later: .....hw. maybe.
Anya | {} | filed under: recollections
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
Being || strange
nothing interesting affected my existential state today. on a related note, some people remember that breakfast is going down at an ungodly hour tomorrow morning. most doctors would recommend for one's health the doing of my mathematics hw at right about before that time. sadly i have hemati syndrome, also i found out the other day that hemati dropped ap phys. and i QQd--
i cried a couple of rivers, and then the fish in the rivers got sauteed.
but for those of you who live in la, stop kidding yoself, it's not fog ok.
so im outta here but i promise, sam, to write up something actively interesting later.
seniorita, i feel for you....
Anya | {} | filed under: recollections