Sooo out of it. I hate airplanes with a passion.


Got a bass case today. Now I have to lug that bitch into school EVERY DAY. How I'm gonna fit it into the car is posing a challenge. That fifth string is completely useless.


I'm becoming a bubblegum whore. Better than a crackwhore, atleast. I've bought a pack of gum everyday for the last five days. Whatever.


Easter rehearsals start reeaalllyyy soon. Next monday. I'm so pumped. You know why. <3333 :]


I've listened to nothing but The Horrors for days, now. And I am totally happy. SLSK isn't working as fast as I want it to. Or no one in the world wants to host me some Muse albums, apparantly.


I need a haircut so badly. I've given up on straightening it because my head looks ridiculous, and have just been tying it back with that amazing polka-dot scarf. I can actually pull most of it back into a teeny-tiny, art-student-boy-style ponytail now. :\


I hate sleeping on airplanes. Especially when your seat doesn't go back and the two people next to you are complete strangers and using the armrests, so you are forced to sleep on the tray table infront of you. My science desk was more comfortable than that shit.


I also have, like, no pants. I don't know how that happened, but I am rendered pantsless. They all are awaiting the laundry, and the ones I'm wearing now I have been wearing for, like, the last three days. Dirty hobo.


The airport security people took my toothpaste and facial scrub. Fuckers.




God, I am so messed up right now. Fucking timezones.