I wonder how many hours of my life have been spent sitting and being tired and listening to classical music. today i learned that if you are about to cry and you have to stretch, if you lean one way that eye accumulates more tears. please pick up your phone. it would kill me to stand you up. i completely forgot what i used to know... you can never rely on other people, no matter how much you think you can. trust yourself, and no one else. vote nader vote nader!! actually, why should we care who wins for president. the whole world is going to shambles anyway. i'm told i have 'champagne taste' and i guess a lot of me does. i have two main personalities (not as in multiple personality disorder, just two sides of me) that are fighting with each other. one is champagne taste, and the other is more laid back jeans and t-shirt somewhat hippie. champagne taste is taking over right now, which is why im reading about literature, trying to pick which book i'm going to read for l.a. (i dont think im going to be able to decide...there are too many good ones on this list) and listening to somethign called...Piano Sonata No. 11 in A Major I've never heard it, I just like the way it sounds. I love music. I'm actually trying to find music from The Nutcracker because it made me want something so bad last night, and I can't tell what it was, because its insane. i cant fucking stop crying