February 3, 2010

Art 124 B.

starts at 11:00. What to do, what to do.

I think I'm the only one who still writes on this blog baby, considering the fact that everyone and their mother got abducted by tumblr aliens, and now I'm left here all alone. Hello? Does anyone still read this shizz?

But whatevz. I'm sticking to this blog because its easy and simple enough for me. I'm not going to make myself a tumblr account (or twatter or facefuck for that matter), so stop asking! Though, I am quite tempted to make a formspring.me account.

Anyway, yesterday was awesome. No, it was fucking incredible. Even though its now only a memory forever etched into my brain, I will never ever forget it. And I don't think I've felt as blatantly happy like that since that night you slept over. Hell, I don't really know if I've ever felt that way before. All I know is that for once, I expressed how I felt without having to open my mouth and babble on. And because those feelings were reciprocated, a whole mess of doubt has been eradicated from my mind.

I'm excite.




mkp.