creature of the night

he past few days have been so up and down i'm about to scream. i think i'm cracking up. school, today, turned out to be hilarious.

phys, talking about time travel and the grandfather paradox
rupa: but what if you went back in time and couldn't do anything?
lindsay: you can't take away people's freedom
rupa: i wasn't trying to!
mr lynch: ...i don't think she was accusing you of being a totalitarian regime

lindsay: time travel, michael j fox style.
mr lynch: but then you've got to climb in a delorean and that's just depressing.

and bible
buch: is it an imaginary or a real number of sheep?

love letters? this is getting too strange. rekha just delivered a card to me, inside which is written one of the sweetest letters i have ever recieved. and i have an idea as to who might have written it but i don't know for sure. i've never recieved an anonymous love letter before. too crazy...

whoa i forgot i was updating this. anonymous love letters and hot girls in livermore saying 'if you're in love with me i wouldn't mind.' i. am. a. confused. moose. [this moose is an emo moose! teehee.] and a moose cracking up. oopsy. neuroses, neuroses. i've been listening to 'drain the blood' on repeat again and have come to the conclusion that it's a mood amplifier...last night it made me more pissy and i liked it and today it's making me more giddy and i love it. i think the casti girls must think im crazy. typing and silently singing along with a half-smile-smirk-sneer sort of expression on my face. wheeeeee. guitar chords, here i go again. i'm living on shattered faith...

what does one do? my brain is overloaded. bye, sanity.

teehee. mississippi.

brody. is. really. hot.

eyes tearing up.

emotional roller coaster? oui.

touchatouchatouchatouchme...i wanna be diiiirty

i have a narsty habit of falling for people i can never have.