the sound now turns to silence

Fuck I started late today. I was supposed to wake up early to get ready, do my hair and all that crap, but I woke up bout 10 minutes before i usually leave for class, so argh. I just changed and left. Wait, brushed and all that too haha. Geez. Bad day. Isn't it funny how sometimes you can get the bad-day vibe in the first ten minutes of the day? It's like the psychic friends network.

Bored. No more classes for today. But agh, that midterm on Thursday...and I'm getting my Sociology TAKE HOME MIDTERM (ohhh what!) tomorrow. Gah... Philosophy quiz on material I didn't read on Monday. Everything is piling up now. Great. I will start to have those damn anxiety attacks again. I thought we were done with this? Apparently not.

I have this habit of looking back, and looking forward, but neglecting where I am.

Where am I?

My favorite lyric of the day:
"Awake in this cold cell. I am my only devil....Put those hands away, I go through this everyday. Sounds like a radio tuned to white noise, softer, slowly softer, can't this thing go any faster? For everyone to see....its only killing me."
--Further Seems Forever: "A Blank Page Empire"

Favorite quote of the week:
"Why? Why, Vanessa, do you keep eyeing the....[alcohol]."
-Mom

Haha...I think she's catching on.