live a little dream, leave a little mess

Love me now while we're alive,
it's the best that we can do.
we'll have no time upon cloud nine,
so heaven on earth will have to do
I can sing like a bird, and dance like a demon
and I do it all so well...
cause I made a deal with the devil, and when I die,

I'm going straight to hell.

Monday, February 8, 2010

the only real thing

I've always had trouble spelling the word "relationship"
you know, one of those weird things where you always switch the order of certain letters?

... I wonder if that means anything?

on the other hand, I have no problem spelling "procrastination"
and "multi-functional organization".
that kind of thing is just intrinsic in my character.

I was born with that superpower.
the ability to do everything else as humanly and technologically possible before finally adhering to academic demands... it's a talent, really. my dedication to my craft is highly underestimated, it's just not the craft which cost me ten thousand dollars every twelve months.

I can accomplish everything, EVERYTHING in 25 minutes or less if I put my mind to it. But that's just it. I put my mind to the exact opposite and the exact same results happen.. I just end up doing everything ELSE is record time instead. Good for the cleanliness, bad for the conscience. I'll single-handedly tackle anything you throw at me...
as long as it doesn't require anything educationally oriented.

ramble ramble ramble.
time to go write a midterm that I've been studying for, for a WHOLE THIRTEEN HOURS!
newwwww recordddd. I think that calls for a celebration.

did I mention it's my "major"?

... good times at Carleton U.

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