mwahaha

Q:

why do demons and ghouls

get along so well?

A:

because demons

are a ghoul's

best friend.

happy halloween.

why not

there's something

about this picture

that warms my heart.

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no other word but lovely

so maybe 

this video only

half-appears 

on my blog,

but that doesn't 

change the fact that

it's my favorite tune

for the time being.

[s]no[w] thank-you.

the snow is beautiful

but it's cramping my style.

it needs to give

fall its chance to shine

for just a few more weeks.

that way i can continue

to crunch the leaves

when i walk on campus.

it doesn't work so well

when they're

wet & soggy.

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i love this.

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oh diet coke, you sure are the love of my life.

i have never been

too keen

on rating things

on a scale of 1-10.

that is why i now

rate things

on a scale of

one to diet coke.

it just makes more sense.

i love my diet coke.

sorry school i forgot about you.

   plain and simple,

it was the 

best weekend

in a long, long time.

the hours in the sun,

and at the mall,

and playing tennis,

and laughing so hard,

and eating too much,

and sleeping in

were just what i needed.

needless to say,

arizona has my heart.

drive in

dg's at the drive in is

always a fun event.

nights like this

make me realize

how much fun

delta gamma

adds to my life.

to my dear friend ingrid

thank you
for having
a song for
every mood,
event
and
relationship
in my life.
i just think
you're the greatest.

time to fail

sometimes,

my heart skips a beat

when i realize 

i am almost done with school,

yet i have no idea

(no idea)

what i am going to do next.

i think,

why can't it be like when i was little?

if i wanted to take ballet, i would.

if i wanted to play soccer, i would.

if i wanted to be a singer, i would.

and although i failed terribly

at all of these things,

it didn't matter one bit

because i was not afraid of failure.

not only was i not afraid of it,

failure didn't phase me

i had absolutely nothing to lose.

i simply brushed it off

and found a new endeavor.

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so now i ask,

why should it be any different now?

maybe grad school is no ballet recital,

and losing a job would be a bit harder

than losing a soccer game,

but if i hadn't failed at those little things as a child,

i never would have discovered what i love.

so there i have it,

i am no longer afraid to fail.

and that little realization

makes the future

a lot less scary,

and a lot more exciting.

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