One year later...

Ellipsis.

The word used to define the three little dots that end a neverending thought.

This is how most things end anyway.

Never really concrete.
Never really finished.
Just more or less fading off into the distance.
Riding into the sunset.

Maybe it's time to redefine.

How philosophical are you allowed to be?

It's probably not helping that at this point and time, Pink Floyd is playing in the background.
Old school.
The needle tracking along on the album with cracks and hums leaking through the sound system.

Beer in tow, I know it'll be one of those nights.

And I can't wait.

Maybe it's time to figure things out.
Maybe it's not.

I won't know until I pass it by.



You reached for the secret too soon
You cried for the moon...


So much pressing on my mind.
And never enough words to explain them all.

Infinite Silence...

Goodness me wherever does the time go.

My past few days can be summed up as such:
3 concerts
3 finals
12 hours in which to move out of my dorm room
4 days to organize my room so that my grandparents could stay in it.
1 job down
2 more to go (maybe)
5 days til my summer class starts.


and this is only the beginning.

I have so many ideas for so many things, and only so little in which to actually do them.
more to come later tonight possibly.

my brain hurts alot right now and i'm dying to get started on making the wall paper for my room :)

toodles bitch.

A new soul...

You reach the point, where you're old diaries just wont' cut it anymore.
It doesn't help that I have the worst handwriting a chicken's ever seen... :D
heh.

Welcome to the inner workings of a mad mind.
I call it home when I day dream, and hell when I request peace.

What to tell you.
I sometimes get the urge to blog.
I get the urge to vent.
I get the urge to pee as well, but that's an innate characteristic of my nervous system.

Expect ravings of concerts, criticisms of movies, music and life in general.

I'm a weird person.
hello world.