slapdash encounters>fantasy of you

this is some motherfucing horrible deja vu right heerrr. well, i'm taking a break from the atrocious california college applications. i'm just working on the "personal statements", the tortuous element that begs to prove you're worthy of participating in the educational system. i don't know what i've been up to; everything is, like...the same thing over and over and over and over. like a monkey with a miniature cymbal...i am sooo sick of my class schedule and the routine. i know, haven't been running this shit in foreva. i'm trying to be quick with this...(mmm, that's what he said) since i gotta get back to work: i like french cheeses (oh, since that first day in paris with les gaffres..) esp. boursin and brie, i've reached the realization that i am a fashion and/or beauty whore (oh god, the little boy inside me throws up a lot every time i think about this), i keep my right hand hi (a la ici for kid sister), ehmm...i'm also binging on sweet things, and the issue of sex always comes up. fucking always.

All work and no play. Makes me A

there is too much to do this month. applications galore! i think universities are my priority, but i would very much like to finish the one for teaching in korea (ah, yes, i get paid and i can travel around asia!). it's for six months.
for some obscure reason i am totally into metalocalypse. i don't know why. i like the gore and the voice acting, maybe. i like toki. i'm scared of murderface. i'm liking the adult swim with the full episodes of seasons 1 at the moment. i can't fully understand why i recently find this show so appealing. i don't really like metal, i guess. ehh.
music that i'm totally into: jazz. The dave brubeck, the charles mingus, the john coltrane, the miles davis, the max roach. Also some, uh, "indie" stuff as it were: freelance whales, surfer blood & local natives. hmmmm.
there isn't really any other things worth writing...i'm liking this one guy in my art history class, but it's a lecture-like setting with a whole shitload of people and...how the hell am i gonna be getting to know him with that going on? i don't even know his name (at least i found out grant at the ucsc)! i'm smitten with the fact that he looks like alex turner and dresses rather nicely (casual and composed in a semi-sophisticate way). i'd very much like him.
this must surely be the eclectic and incoherent.
i'm thinking about changing the colour scheme or something soon; also considering streamlining this blog into featuring topics that are age and gender appropriate since i've been browsing other things...
or not.
all i really want to do is go to ny. and stay there until i die somewhere in europe.

livin' then, lyin' now, ain't no reason to Stop us Now

i have bug bites again and they're in unfavorable places. it's obscene where these creatures are sucking me. why is my blood so tasty? i've already done a reference. aren't you proud for figuring that out?
uhm. i've planned most of everything out for fall. which is upcoming and not something at all to look forward to. i'm surprised i was able to have a two-day school week; of course it's about ten hours per day, but i have a four day weekend and midweek break. more time to frolic about being incompetent. unless i get a job (plausible) or volunteer (perhaps i need to) or become an intern or work on college applications (most likely, then). i can't fucking believe i've gotta go through this shit for a second time and i'm not even going to grad school yet. it's hell and i promised my li'l teenaged self that i wouldn't have to suffer again. well, i'm definitely a liar. now that we've established that, won't you please peruse through the older posts to see if you can decipher the true from false?
and, yes, i'm part of the crew interested in la roux these days. who can possibly resist "growing pains" or any of those delicious dancey synths? or the crroooning.

When I grow up I'm going to be _________

I don't know. Fucking bullshit.
A commemorative post to those who have to care, but would really rather dismiss the issue. Damn super fucking "geniuses". Damn them all.