is this seriously a fucking question on a job application?
my soul died a little.
class only ended on wednesday (for me) last week and i am already in hermit to the extreme mode. i don't think i'll leave the house until friday, cos i am forced to, but may make an appearance at laurier on thursday to do work. for once, i am happy my professor put our slides in a stupid format that i can only access at school.
my thighs, feet and back kill, mostly from the weekend.
but my hair did turn out fantastic, all curly and shit.how classy.
my pictures from the death cab for cutie concert kind of suck because the sound academy is the worst venue ever. but the view of the toronto skyline across the lake at night sure was lovely.
i am so wide awake and restless it's ridiculous. my take home exam can suck it. i am music hunting. currently in love with white lies, cut off your hands and, especially!, ra ra riot.
