Tiny Tim sings prayers and hymns, he's so small we don't notice him

I studied my ass of for that test.

I hate university.

I mean, getting a better mark on the test that I didn't study for then the one that i literally spent a solid week studying for is NOT okay. And i know, only a week. But that's a lot for me. Usually I don't study at all.

Midterms suck. Lots.

On an upnote, I found a poem on my desk one day:

I have a microchip
implanted in my heart
so if I try to escape
robots will blow me apart
and my limbs will go flying
and land before the ones i love
who would wail and weep
but the robots would keep them at bay
as i shut my eyes
for the very last time

citizens of tomorrow, be forewarned.


I like it.

The fic journal is up and running. And i have comments! It's pretty nifty.

What else can I write instead of writing a paper...The Dixie Chicks concert owned. Seriously. Now I have a huge girly crush on them too. If girlycrushes were oranges, i would have an orchard. For everyone who wants to go check out the preview for their documentary Shut up and Sing (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0811136/trailers-screenplay-E29606-10-2)I'm super excited to see this movie, i just watched the trailer a stupid amount of times in a row. They rock.

I'm country. I know it.

i'm done.....no bowiequote.....