Put your MP3 player on shuffle, and write down the first line of the first twenty songs. Post the poem that results.

I hope you hang yourself with your H&M scarf
Let's talk this over, it's not like we're dead
Comparisons are easily done once you've had a taste of perfection
My dear marquis,why must you be so loathe to use your eyes?
You can't escape now, I've got you locked inside this room

Let's get out, let's get out of here
God, I dreamed there was an angel who could hear me through the wall
Swells are churning overboard at midnight
Joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "best friends"
I've seen the light and I've seen the flame

Hush, my boy, don't you cry
There she goes, ain't she the picture of a real life star?
Yo, give it up 'cause I know what you got
I'm not surprised, not everything lasts
What's driving me is driving you

I took my baby on a Saturday bang
Well, Ana, you're late, and Maya, I'm here
I was feeling bad for you 'cause I left you with a broken heart
Everything you thought you wanted, everything you thought you need
What happened to Benny, what happened to his heart?

I've decided to keep track of the books I've read so far this year here on LJ. I have a list in my planner, but I hardly use it anymore.

( not like it's a long list, but cut nonetheless. )

I don't keep track with dates, but I will starting next year. #s 8 and 9 were read for school, and the gap between #7 and #10 was seven months! Talk about a dry spell. I'm reading more now, though.

And in other news, I just watched Titanic again. Omg. ♥

I don't know why all the sad things in my life are happening simultaneously. It makes it hard to prioritize what to be sad about and how sad to be.

♥

Sure: I believe in "If you want something done right, you better do it yourself."
Sure: I inadvertently take on leadership roles because of my talkativeness in any situation.
Sure: I like earning credibility from my teachers.
But: I've never felt so (ab)used in my entire academic career.