
Cold!
This Rhythm, by KaskadeI'm beginning to dislike this layout. I'm particularly bothered by the lack of smoothness in the outline of Lee's face. I'm thinking about a layout that's blue, white, brown and burgandy--but I really don't like the sound of that palette. I do like the idea of bricks, though.
If Omar doesn't call me back today, I'm calling Henry myself and finding out what the fuck is happening. This is getting ridiculous and it's not fair to anyone.
Oooh, I'm so vauge.
Thank God my life isn't a nearly as exciting as I make it seem.
If not, whatever. I'll go up north, see the sights, meet my friend from the internet (that's real safe for a girl my age...) visit my grandfather's grave, and drink some stellar hot chocolate.
I'm disappointed in the way my summer's turning out, but I'm taking it better than I thought I would. I always want more for myself, though. I'm just waiting for the time that my efforts actually bring me somewhere positive. Until then, I have to settle. It's the hope that thing's will change my way that gets me to sleep at night, what keeps me content.
Gah...I want to take a knife to my hair!
Ew!! No way, that sounds like something coming from a nasty wannabe fashionista's dorm room. Someone going to a really lame ass school...