What it is: Envy is the desire for others' traits, status, abilities, or situation.

Why you do it: Because other people are so much luckier, smarter, more attractive, and better than you.

Your punishment in Hell will be: You'll be put in freezing water.

Associated symbols & suchlike: Envy is linked with the dog and the color green.

 

Because I'm in a rut. This sucks.

I have an exam tomorrow, Music Languages, which I'll be studying for, because if I get a 2.0 below, I will be pissed.

I have an Archaeology paper due Wednesday. I'll probably do my topic from my Music class. Ha. Ha.

I have a Math exam on Thursday, which I want to ace, because I don't want to take finals, and I want an uno, but I probably won't get it.

I have a group paper for Communication Theory on Friday, which I'm tempted to overdo. But I doubt I'll be able to do anything more than mediocre work, because I'll probably cram it, and I should have started a long long time ago. My groupmates must be pissed.

 

And I only want to have what other people have. Which is. Not. This. Shit.

Let's touch it!

 

 

To the beat of my, To the beat of my, To the beat of my heart I'm thinking about, Letting it out. I wanna give in, I wanna go out. Been looking around I've finally found, The rhythm of love, The feeling of sound. It's making a change, The feeling is strange. It's coming right back. Right back in my range. Not worried about anything else,
I'm waking up To the beat of my, To the beat of my, To the beat of my heart. The beat of my heart, The beat of my heart, The beat of my heart, It tears us apart. The beat of my heart, The beat of my heart, The beat of my heart, Now I'm back to the start. To the beat of my, To the beat of my, To the beat of my heart, I'm up from my down. I turn it around. I'm making it back, I'm not gonna drown. I'm taking a stance. I won't miss a chance. I want you to see I'm not scared to dance. The way that you feel Could never be real. I want you to know I finished the deal. So I'm sayin to you I'll always be true.
To the rhythm inside, To the beat of my, To the beat of my, To the beat of my heart, Away Away, Away Away, Away Away, Away Away, Away Away, Away Away, To the beat of my, To the beat of my heart, Away Away, Away Away, To the beat of my, To the beat of my heart, The beat of my heart, The beat of my heart, The beat of my heart, It tears us apart, The beat of my heart, The beat of my heart, The beat of my heart, Now I'm back to the start, Away Away, Away Away, To the beat of my, To the beat of my heart, Away Away, Away Away, To the beat of my, To the beat of my heart.
 

 

I lol at myself.

 

Oh look! Hamster! 

Musing of the day (night): Crayola crayons screw each other to give birth to new Crayola crayon colors.

Then they name them "Razzmatazz," "Pink Sherbet," and "Beaver."

Chronology of Crayola crayons seen here. Makes me want to go out a buy a box. And I'll just keep them for the sake of "Inch Worm" and "Fuzzy Wuzzy Brown."

 

Oh. And I'm freeeeee! I've been free since last Tuesday actually. Now I just have to wait for my shitty grades to come around. Loveleh.

 

And I'm finally going to get my hair cut. I want to go to a saahlohhn. I might just let whoever do whatever with my mane, since I've been stuck with the same cut since Grade Schooluh.

Granted it's a tadlonger, and I love the length, but still. Now I'm just ready to lose (almost) all of it. Or maybe I'll just have it thinned out and trimmed. I'm thinking of highlighting it blue too, but just probably at home, with those drugstore-type dye stuff.

I could also wait for the Extreme Makeover people to come and get me.

 

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure, measure a year?

In midnights, in midnights, in midnights, in midnights, in midnights, in midnights, in midnights, in midnights, in midnights, in midnights, in midnights, in midnights, in midnights, in midnights, in midnights, in midnights, in midnights...

 

Wahaha. Ang kulit.