blood bank

i am so late with good bands.
it's always bands or artists that i know i would like if i got into them, just because other people like the same band but i'll be to stubborn to listen to it if it's because someone else told me to.
and then months later, i end up listening to it for myself and then i really enjoy it, and then i'm just...really late.
ha.
that made no sense, oh well.
right now i'm listening to lots of 'The Tallest Man on Earth' my favorite track being 'where do my bluebirds fly'


this is going to be a busy week.
it's a good thing though. getting things done, can be really good karma.

i still really want to go see circa survive. and i am, i found someone to accompany me. it's kind of far, but i really really want to go. davis is going as well.

so today in a parking lot, i saw a man bowling. his stance was kind of...eh. he had no ball or pins. but hey, at least he was having fun.

nothing is the same anymore, almost everything i can pinpoint is something different then it was even a year ago.
that including myself. i realized that i always complain about changes in my blogs, but i noticed i never said anything about myself changing. if it's for the good, or if it's for the bad, i can't tell.
i'm not satisfied though, with whatever it is. maybe it's who i hang out with, maybe it's things i do.
but i don't feel like my interests have changed at all. even if i go to parties, i never really have fun. and even if i'm in the car with my friends and they play music, i don't always like it, sometimes not at all. my music taste is really only the consistent thing in my life right now. although i go through 'instrumental', 'acoustic', or 'oldie' phases, it's still always the same.
nothing else i can honestly say is consistent.
even my college plans have changed a lot. the beginning of the school year, i wanted to go to SCAD for fashion. until i realized, i won't have much of a future in that. i think it hit me that i'm not good at constructing outfits when Erin and I were making dresses for davis's little hipster party made of duct tape. i thought mine looked neat, but then i looked at erins and got jealous.
hers was way better than mine was.
then again, she's one of those people that tends to be better at just about everything than i am.
but my dress, well, it actually sucked, and failed to fit over my ass.

so, after realizing my lack in fashion talent (just because i like to wear cute clothes, doesn't mean it's my career path) i noticed how interested in psychology i was. when i was little, i used to tell my parents how i wanted to be a psychologist one day. and i really did. in fact, i never wanted to stop being one. so i developed this plan to go to CofC to major in that. Mainly, because my favorite atmosphere is a city and that would be the best choice for an instate college being in a city which i largely admire. and, who knows, if i go there i can always transfer to somewhere else in another state. but that's not to be thought about now.

that is my plan as of now. but once again, since nothing is consistent, who knows. the one thing i do know, is i won't end up at a football obsessed school and go to tailgating parties and be around a bunch of tool-guys.
no. not my type. you can really tell a lot about a guy, just about what city or town they live in.
i cant wait to meet a whole sea of them.
the guys here just seem boring, and they seem dumb.
oh. and perverted. i don't know why guys think that is a turn on to girls.

well, this might be my last blog for a while. i have too much to do this week to bloooooooooooooog.

cheerio.


by the way-
this is beautiful.