I get more and more homosexual the more I type this post for some reason..

Hey sup.

Haven't updated in more than a week so I figured I might as well.

Unfortunately, it's just made me realize how sleepy I am...because I still have essay-trauma when I begin to write these. Trying to think of interesting points to talk about just takes me back to the cold, hard desks and chairs of Mrs. Clanton's 11th grade AP English class. With that shaky voice that made her sound like she was on the verge of tears every time she spoke. It was deceiving. She'd unwaveringly stamp F on your paper with her iron fist (because she was a death-robot), and write you notes on why you sucked it up with what I still will swear was blood.

Hmm..well, I did well on my first round of exams.

Oh, and I got a last.fm account. If you'd like to stalk me, my username is rpe7890 .

Can't wait for the Cut Copy show this Saturday. OH yeah. I pre-ordered my ticket for Animal Collective's show on June 4th, and they were supposed to come about a week afterwards via snail mail. But I'd never gotten them, and I didn't really think much of it. As it turns out, my mam almost threw them away today because they had gotten sorted into the junk mail pile. Phew.

Man I canNOT keep my eyes open.

Anyway, I'll try to get pissed off about some random passers-by and make a semi-entertaining post soon.

Follow your dreams!