Showing posts with label summer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label summer. Show all posts

Saturday, July 7, 2007

Sublime.

Summertime...and the livin's easy.

Maybe too easy.
No work yesterday,
and all I did was lounge about.
Today was pretty much more of the same.
Though I did manage to get up and go to the UC.
I had chicken tenders and diet coke for lunch.
Then I read and caught up with some people on the phone.

Plans with Jenny fell through tonight.
I hate not having a car.
Boo!
Though it did give me the chance to upload my Sublime CD
AND mess with photoshop.

Lookie lookie!

Pretty! haha...or so I'd like to believe.

In fact, I find the above version a bit over done.
This version is my personal favorite.



Though this one is fun too.
I may even like the graphic background a little better than the fleur de lis.



Well...not too much to report.
I am now on page 509 of HP 4.
Only 225 more to go.
I really need to read HP 5 and 6 ASAP!
Those were really the ones I wanted to get to,
but alas, I just haven't moved as fast as I should have.
I'm hoping to finish HP 4 by Wednesday...
we'll see how busy I am....
HAHA!

Anyhooo...
listening to Sublime...
catch you later.

I don't practice Santeria
I ain't got no crystal ball
Well I had a million dollars,
but I,
I spent it all...

Monday, June 18, 2007

Summer Storm.

So much of the world fascinates me.
Incredible to think any of us have a place here.
Oak trees planted hundreds of years ago.
Attempting to be a doctor.
Wanting an office and a house.
Wanting to travel.
Wanting to make a family.
So much contradiction.
How does one enjoy their youth with all this?
Hard to make a decision.
That's the brave part.
Easy to stick to the path.
Scary not to succeed along it.
Scarier to stray from it.
Scariest not knowing what's next.

Storming outside.
Two hours now.
Lightning, thunder, the usual.
Got caught outside.
Hung out reading HP at Newcomb.
Decided to stay wet, buy Southern Pecan coffee and read some more at PJs.

Shola sleeps peacefully.
No trains this afternoon.
Time to turn in my AMCAS.
Scary.