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perry'/><title type='text'>{not so} random ramblings</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>179</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-2953368894080138408</id><published>2011-10-13T13:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T18:47:59.328-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sufjan stevens'/><title type='text'>"im not about to stick my grave with an apron and a bucket of plans..."</title><content type='html'>i used to use this blogspot for my angsty teenage rants all the time&lt;br /&gt;im still 19&lt;br /&gt;so i can still do that, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a complete fucking maelstrom in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;my body isn't mine. it's merely a vessel&lt;br /&gt;but my mind is mine. when i lose that, what do i have left?&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;today i was walking between classes and one word kept popping up in my head&lt;br /&gt;it was like a mantra for which i didn't ask&lt;br /&gt;flickering&lt;br /&gt;flickering&lt;br /&gt;flickering&lt;br /&gt;and then all of a sudden it clicked&lt;br /&gt;this summer, one of the guys in the lab i was working in was researching tipping points&lt;br /&gt;and signs that one can recognize in order to anticipate / mitigate the approach of a tipping point&lt;br /&gt;and one of the signs is flickering&lt;br /&gt;when a system flickers between two states of equilibrium before completely shifting from the first to the other&lt;br /&gt;another one is critical slowing down&lt;br /&gt;but i'll get to that later&lt;br /&gt;flickering&lt;br /&gt;thats what i'm doing&lt;br /&gt;i used to be able to control when i was off and on&lt;br /&gt;now it's so hard&lt;br /&gt;its too hard&lt;br /&gt;everything is way harder, actually&lt;br /&gt;but especially that&lt;br /&gt;i have to be the person that i've carefully crafted while sifting through the remnants of my personality&lt;br /&gt;i don't know if i can do that anymore&lt;br /&gt;im not a person anymore&lt;br /&gt;im not anyone&lt;br /&gt;im broken&lt;br /&gt;im not sure where i am&lt;br /&gt;theres this disconnect between parts of my mind&lt;br /&gt;thats another place where the flickering comes in&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i can make the connections that i'm supposed to&lt;br /&gt;but most of the time, i can't&lt;br /&gt;i'll have a conversation and forget entirely who i was speaking to later, when i try to remember the conversation&lt;br /&gt;i'll see people around campus and i can't tell from which life of mine i recognize them&lt;br /&gt;i'll think i recognize them from home or somewhere else,&lt;br /&gt;but then i'm like, wait, what would THEY be doing here?&lt;br /&gt;so then i know im mistaken&lt;br /&gt;but what do i do when i cant tell if im mistaken anymore?&lt;br /&gt;critical slowing down&lt;br /&gt;thats what my body is doing&lt;br /&gt;i can feel it giving&lt;br /&gt;today, i could barely lift my booksack&lt;br /&gt;im not a machine&lt;br /&gt;im not a machine&lt;br /&gt;im slowing down critically&lt;br /&gt;today i ended up in my friend's room after "lunch" (a handful of cucumber slices and a couple spoonfuls of soup doesnt really count as lunch, does it?) and i completely passed out because i couldnt carry myself back to my room&lt;br /&gt;im scared.&lt;br /&gt;but im aware of this&lt;br /&gt;so if i can recognize these warning signals, i can stop myself from reaching the tipping point, right?&lt;br /&gt;i can stop the shifting equilibriums&lt;br /&gt;i can get myself back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GGtwRRzZY6c"&gt;springfield, or bobby got a shadfly caught in his hair&lt;/a&gt;" - sufjan stevens}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-2953368894080138408?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-5958415640825313643</id><published>2011-03-13T17:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:57:37.624-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='edward sharpe and the magnetic zeros'/><title type='text'>"man oh man you're my best friend, i scream it to the nothingness..."</title><content type='html'>butterflies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rjFaenf1T-Y"&gt;home&lt;/a&gt;" - edward sharpe and the magnetic zeros}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-5958415640825313643?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-5474304375125313218</id><published>2011-01-06T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T14:56:34.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>huh.</title><content type='html'>my head hurts&lt;br /&gt;i feel sick&lt;br /&gt;im kind of scared of who i am instinctually&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-5474304375125313218?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5474304375125313218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2011/01/huh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>the last couple of weeks have kind of been a blur&lt;br /&gt;we left on august 31 and drove drove drove all the way to new jersey, finally arriving to princeton on sept 2 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;along the way, my sister threw up, my dad got in a fight with a trucker, and we had a bob marley sing along in the car&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* there's nothing like a balachandran family road trip&lt;br /&gt;we had so much stuff in the car we had to go to the hotel to unload the car so that we could go shopping&lt;br /&gt;after buying buying buying everything i could POSSIBLY need&lt;br /&gt;we moved in on friday&lt;br /&gt;and i left for community action on saturday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;community action was possibly one of the best weeks of my life&lt;br /&gt;it was both the shortest and longest week of my life as well&lt;br /&gt;i made some really good friends&lt;br /&gt;i met some really interesting people&lt;br /&gt;i played with some really cute kids&lt;br /&gt;and i made a difference, which was the best part about the week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my first day of college (saturday), i met 14 strangers who would become some of my best friends on campus&lt;br /&gt;on the second day of college (sunday), i went to the JERSEY SHORE! hells yeah&lt;br /&gt;guido hunting is where its at.&lt;br /&gt;on tuesday, we had a backpack giveaway (apparently people from everywhere but louisiana call it backpacks instead of booksacks) and i got to do facepainting&lt;br /&gt;on thursday, we had a carnival for kids in the community (many of them were the ones who had also come to the backpack giveaway)&lt;br /&gt;and all week long we cleaned the church, took inventory, organized, etc etc&lt;br /&gt;i know that probably doesnt sound like that much fun&lt;br /&gt;but the people i was with really made it the best week ever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i know this is super old, but i'll post about orientation week / first week of classes soon too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m7zUlIITPps"&gt;i love princeton&lt;/a&gt;" - asher roth parody}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-609222843385642282?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/609222843385642282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/09/that-midterm-last-night-was-hella-crazy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/609222843385642282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/609222843385642282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/09/that-midterm-last-night-was-hella-crazy.html' title='&quot;that midterm last night was hella crazy, i hope i aced it...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-8597099670028351653</id><published>2010-08-14T20:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T20:44:05.011-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new young pony club'/><title type='text'>"i'm gonna give you all my luck; i'm gonna hang around and watch when you get shot in the flames..."</title><content type='html'>i had never believed in the unluck of friday the thirteenth before&lt;br /&gt;i even thought it was my lucky day&lt;br /&gt;i mean, my thirteenth birthday was on friday, may 13. &lt;br /&gt;13 has always been my favorite number.&lt;br /&gt;until yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like 9 am, im driving in my neighborhood, &lt;br /&gt;i see a flash of some sort of animal in front of me&lt;br /&gt;probably a cat (i am quite resentful towards all cats at the moment)&lt;br /&gt;and i swerveeeee to get out of its way&lt;br /&gt;and the next thing i know, im halfway down the street&lt;br /&gt;and this mailbox way behind me is dangling precariously&lt;br /&gt;and i KNOW my car cannot be okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pull over and check the side of the car&lt;br /&gt;at first i look at the sideview mirror, and im like okay its not too bad&lt;br /&gt;and then i see the passenger side front panel in between the door and the bumper&lt;br /&gt;and im like, oh shit...&lt;br /&gt;this HUGE gash has been gouged into it.&lt;br /&gt;fml, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i go to check out the mailbox&lt;br /&gt;and the post has been completely split down either side &lt;br /&gt;and the mailbox is just dangling there&lt;br /&gt;and then upon closer inspection&lt;br /&gt;i notice that like, a whole freaking role of duct tape had been wrapped around the post&lt;br /&gt;wait a minute&lt;br /&gt;THATS RIGHT&lt;br /&gt;the mailbox was ALREADY BROKEN&lt;br /&gt;out of ALL the mailboxes in my neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;i hit the one that was already broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and if that wasn't enough&lt;br /&gt;im making lunch&lt;br /&gt;i really wanted some pasta&lt;br /&gt;i had made my nice linguine noodles al dente&lt;br /&gt;and i HATE using a colander because thats just more pots to wash&lt;br /&gt;so i use the lid to drain it&lt;br /&gt;and lo and behold&lt;br /&gt;i turn it upside down, the lid slips&lt;br /&gt;and the entire batch of pasta falls down the drain&lt;br /&gt;not just into the sink and collects&lt;br /&gt;but down the freaking drain into the garbage disposal.&lt;br /&gt;i garbage disposed and i garbage disposed&lt;br /&gt;and i couldnt get it all&lt;br /&gt;but then i had to leave&lt;br /&gt;because it was 11:45 and the movie i was supposed to be at started at like, noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my dad gets home&lt;br /&gt;he sees the gash&lt;br /&gt;he wont even talk to me&lt;br /&gt;i get the silent treatment all evening&lt;br /&gt;and then im lying in bed, shaking&lt;br /&gt;because i KNOW something is going to happen&lt;br /&gt;i just dont know what, i just dont know when&lt;br /&gt;i hear the garbage disposal&lt;br /&gt;and i know&lt;br /&gt;he has found out&lt;br /&gt;and its over with&lt;br /&gt;completely over with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1ifU1_g47bU"&gt;get lucky&lt;/a&gt;" - new young pony club}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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get shot in the flames...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-1433057007233595263</id><published>2010-07-28T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T09:46:10.463-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grizzly bear'/><title type='text'>"save up all the days, a routine malaise..."</title><content type='html'>33 more days in baton rouge&lt;br /&gt;i am spending as much time as i can with my bffs&lt;br /&gt;it is muchos funos&lt;br /&gt;curb your enthusiasm is funny&lt;br /&gt;i never liked seinfeld&lt;br /&gt;but i have to admit, larry david is hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despicable me was the best movie i've ever seen&lt;br /&gt;i think its the only movie i've ever seen twice in theatres&lt;br /&gt;EVER&lt;br /&gt;i took my mommy on a date to see it a week after i saw it for the first time&lt;br /&gt;it was the best date ever&lt;br /&gt;we went to ihop for breakfast&lt;br /&gt;then we watched the movie&lt;br /&gt;then we went to the mall&lt;br /&gt;she was like, hey do you want to go to banana republic? there's a sale!&lt;br /&gt;and i was like, ehhh i dont feel like shopping&lt;br /&gt;but oh ho ho was i wrong&lt;br /&gt;i bough 19 items of clothing&lt;br /&gt;for like $150 total&lt;br /&gt;i got sweaters and pants and a skirt and tank tops&lt;br /&gt;but like, sweaters galore!&lt;br /&gt;i am so pleased with my purchases&lt;br /&gt;i am ready to face those evil new jersey winters&lt;br /&gt;no not really im lying&lt;br /&gt;but i feel a little better prepared?&lt;br /&gt;now about snow boots...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knitting is fun &lt;br /&gt;i am determined to finish my scarf this summer&lt;br /&gt;but i need to get on ittt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"t&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tjecYugTbIQ"&gt;wo weeks&lt;/a&gt;" - grizzly bear}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-1433057007233595263?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1433057007233595263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/07/save-up-all-days-routine-malaise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/1433057007233595263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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world&lt;br /&gt;and all of a sudden&lt;br /&gt;the lights go out&lt;br /&gt;and i hear this maniacal laughter&lt;br /&gt;and the song suddenly switches into this minor key&lt;br /&gt;and the boaty is floating around the ride over and over and over again&lt;br /&gt;and its so dark and scary&lt;br /&gt;and the little dolls keep singing in the creepy key&lt;br /&gt;and it was awful awful awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i had an eye exam&lt;br /&gt;yay for my prescription not changing!&lt;br /&gt;my eyes have stagnated at their current level of badness&lt;br /&gt;woo hooooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also bought two extremely EXTREMELY comfortable pillows today&lt;br /&gt;i went to like every pillow in the store&lt;br /&gt;put it on the model bed they had&lt;br /&gt;and put my head on it to see how firm/soft it was&lt;br /&gt;i finally found the right pillow&lt;br /&gt;phew!&lt;br /&gt;i bought two!&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate when it rains&lt;br /&gt;i never feel like doing anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to see despicable me today&lt;br /&gt;im so excited!&lt;br /&gt;excited excited excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2uyz_ILTgSc&amp;feature=related"&gt;it's a small world&lt;/a&gt;"}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-3218096319656810488?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3218096319656810488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-world-of-hopes-and-world-of-fears.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/3218096319656810488'/><link rel='self' 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more months&lt;br /&gt;two more months&lt;br /&gt;two more months&lt;br /&gt;can't come fast enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made this really sad mix cd the other day&lt;br /&gt;like REALLY SAD&lt;br /&gt;like every song is capable of bringing tears to your eyes&lt;br /&gt;together, it's just a bundle of sadness&lt;br /&gt;i think it was just my response to the radio always playing "california girls"&lt;br /&gt;theres only so much katy perry someone can take before going insane&lt;br /&gt;and it is very little so much&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today somebody asked me what i want to do when i grow up&lt;br /&gt;and i gave them my generic prepared response&lt;br /&gt;"i want to earn an md/phd and research neurodegenerative diseases"&lt;br /&gt;but i dont even know if thats what i want to do anymore&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what i want to do &lt;br /&gt;but i feel like thats not it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if i've already peaked?&lt;br /&gt;and i havent even reached college yet...&lt;br /&gt;that is not a pleasant thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{["&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vt-SNwyxsBM"&gt;iamundernodisguise&lt;/a&gt;" - school of seven bells}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-1154666569711987718?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1154666569711987718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-am-under-no-disguise-i-am-under-no.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/1154666569711987718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/TC4X0GCDzrI/AAAAAAAAADs/vEfA7KZwpTs/s1600/DSCN0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/TC4X0GCDzrI/AAAAAAAAADs/vEfA7KZwpTs/s400/DSCN0014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489351179551100594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my friends have been trying to get me to go to pottery works for the longest time&lt;br /&gt;i had been putting it off for months&lt;br /&gt;who wants to go to POTTERY WORKS?&lt;br /&gt;and paint a freaking pot?!&lt;br /&gt;well we went on wednesday&lt;br /&gt;and it was the most fun i had had in a really long time.&lt;br /&gt;my bowl design may have been good in theory&lt;br /&gt;but execution was a little lacking&lt;br /&gt;hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;but it was still really really fun.&lt;br /&gt;{mines the one farthest to the left}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i would benefit from buying an ice shaver&lt;br /&gt;i crave snowballs often&lt;br /&gt;especially at times when i can't find a snowball stand or they are all closed&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to go see avatar today. the REAL avatar&lt;br /&gt;thanks to james cameron i have to specify that i mean the airbender one&lt;br /&gt;and not the crazy blue people&lt;br /&gt;in some sort of futuristic pocahontas movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"f&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=59BRCOiQVKI"&gt;or the widows in paradise, for the fatherless in ypsilant&lt;/a&gt;i" - sufjan stevens}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-7832320959868483206?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/TC4X0GCDzrI/AAAAAAAAADs/vEfA7KZwpTs/s72-c/DSCN0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-5812703093668487046</id><published>2010-06-28T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T15:49:18.117-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='modest mouse'/><title type='text'>"my thoughts were so loud, i couldn't hear my mouth..."</title><content type='html'>the other day when my mom and i were driving home&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts were racing &lt;br /&gt;they were pounding against my head&lt;br /&gt;begging to be let out&lt;br /&gt;i felt like they were screaming at me&lt;br /&gt;and i was shocked that my mom couldn't hear them&lt;br /&gt;i mean, she was sitting right next to me&lt;br /&gt;and they were just ringing in my ears&lt;br /&gt;i was like, there is NO WAY that she can't hear this&lt;br /&gt;thoughts are a funny thing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want yann tiersen to write the soundtrack to my life&lt;br /&gt;i listen to the amelie soundtrack all the time now&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i used to listen to it somewhat often&lt;br /&gt;but now i just want it to be there all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;curb your enthusiasm is funny&lt;br /&gt;i really like that show&lt;br /&gt;since i appear to be such a huge fan of larry david, i suppose i should give seinfeld another chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i went to the dentist&lt;br /&gt;and i had taken my little pocket sized walden with me&lt;br /&gt;i really like the way thoreau writes. &lt;br /&gt;im reading like 5 books at once&lt;br /&gt;and i cant do any of them justice&lt;br /&gt;but i want to read them all&lt;br /&gt;right now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;go tell it on the mountain&lt;/span&gt; - james baldwin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;life of pi&lt;/span&gt; - yann martel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the invisible pyramid&lt;/span&gt; - loren eiseley&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;walden&lt;/span&gt; - henry david thoreau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;the glass bead game&lt;/span&gt; - herman hesse&lt;br /&gt;all great great books. i promise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like going to the gym&lt;br /&gt;i just wish i felt like i was losing weight or getting stronger or healthier or &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finding the right purse is really hard&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes you just have to settle&lt;br /&gt;especially if you know exactly what you want&lt;br /&gt;i wanted the perfect black purse&lt;br /&gt;big enough for me to fit like, a book or two, an umbrella, a water bottle, etc&lt;br /&gt;zip closure (so all my stuff doesnt fall out)&lt;br /&gt;single strap (one of them inevitably falls off if its a double strap)&lt;br /&gt;preferably a floppyish strap so it molds to my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;another long strap so i can wear it like a crossbody so my arms are free&lt;br /&gt;no rhinestones or excessive studs or zippers&lt;br /&gt;is that too much to ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pfJE-WF_a1c"&gt;the world at large&lt;/a&gt;" - modest mouse}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-5812703093668487046?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5812703093668487046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-8674856144182108945</id><published>2010-06-20T14:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T14:18:15.878-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white stripes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chris thile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack white'/><title type='text'>"thirty notes in the mailbox will tell you that im coming home..."</title><content type='html'>so my mom told me that my aunt demolished her old house and the guest house right next door to it.&lt;br /&gt;and i immediately asked her what happened to the tiger's head that was hanging above the staircase, and she said they gave it to my cousin's mother in law&lt;br /&gt;that saddened me.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know why, but i had been coveting that tiger's head since i was little&lt;br /&gt;probably because every time i walked by it, from the age of five, my mom told me that i was a tiger in my previous incarnation&lt;br /&gt;so i guess i just identified with the tiger&lt;br /&gt;and then i started thinking about the rest of their house&lt;br /&gt;and how we used to sit on these stools made out of elephant's feet.&lt;br /&gt;every time i sat on it, i would think about those feet roaming around some lush jungle &lt;br /&gt;obliterating every little thing it came upon&lt;br /&gt;and there was an ashtray atop a severed elephant's trunk.&lt;br /&gt;and in the guest house, there was a whole stuffed like, panther or mountain lion, or some other fierce looking cat&lt;br /&gt;it was frightening at night&lt;br /&gt;but it looked so majestic.&lt;br /&gt;the eyes weren't original though, of course&lt;br /&gt;i think they were glass&lt;br /&gt;but they seemed to be gazing right behind you, but never at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{["&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zh7UFi2b9xU&amp;feature=related"&gt;dead leaves and the dirty ground&lt;/a&gt;" - the white stripes, but chris thile has an AWESOME cover &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DDJNiaFe9eA&amp;feature=related"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-8674856144182108945?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8674856144182108945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/06/thirty-notes-in-mailbox-will-tell-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/8674856144182108945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/8674856144182108945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/06/thirty-notes-in-mailbox-will-tell-you.html' title='&quot;thirty notes in the mailbox will tell you that im coming home...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-80292085560003003</id><published>2010-06-19T19:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T19:23:59.928-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gnarls barkley'/><title type='text'>"ha ha ha, bless your soul. you really think you're in control?"</title><content type='html'>im blogging from my macbook pro&lt;br /&gt;i would love itttt&lt;br /&gt;if it wasnt taking so freaking long to convert all my wma music to mp3s&lt;br /&gt;thats what i get for using a zune and then switching to mac&lt;br /&gt;mannnn i wish zune software was mac compatible&lt;br /&gt;it would be so BA&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i spent like the whole freaking day with my big brother chase&lt;br /&gt;he helped be become more fluent in mac&lt;br /&gt;i am still rather useless at it, but i suppose i'll get better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like my jobs&lt;br /&gt;i like them a lot lot lot&lt;br /&gt;my lsu job is the besttt&lt;br /&gt;i essentially get paid to knit and read harry potter&lt;br /&gt;i guess once my speck case comes in i can take my macbook to work and continue converting all my music&lt;br /&gt;because it will take me FOREVER to do it&lt;br /&gt;anyways&lt;br /&gt;my jobs are super cool&lt;br /&gt;i get to work with little kids&lt;br /&gt;kids are adorable&lt;br /&gt;and i find it fascinating to see how their brains work&lt;br /&gt;its amazingggg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im getting my crap together&lt;br /&gt;and then i am so out of here it is not funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to the samaj tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;its weird; i havent gone there since like my freshman year&lt;br /&gt;and that was just for garba, i didnt even stay for aarti or anything&lt;br /&gt;i really need to become more religious&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i'd be a disappointment to my grandparents if i didnt&lt;br /&gt;i mean, all my ancestors are PRIESTS so i guess i should do my part&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bd2B6SjMh_w"&gt;crazy&lt;/a&gt;" - gnarls barkley}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-80292085560003003?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' 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freaking nervous. i really hope i do a good job. &lt;br /&gt;i wish i didnt get so flustered talking to people i dont know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really liking my animals cd.&lt;br /&gt;it is VERY bluesy&lt;br /&gt;i need to stop buying clothes. like right freaking now.&lt;br /&gt;i am ashamed at the amount of clothes i have bought in the recent past.&lt;br /&gt;simply ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;but i like them, what can i do?&lt;br /&gt;i especially love my new chucks. love love love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to be in princeton now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u_iSIv26S_o&amp;feature=related"&gt;don't let me be misunderstood&lt;/a&gt;" - the animals. &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5T3FXFnoTzE"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;is the link to the original nina simone version}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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be misunderstood...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-7784997602448510874</id><published>2010-06-09T21:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T14:59:35.282-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lcd soundsystem'/><title type='text'>"drunk girls know that love is an astronaut..."</title><content type='html'>my wifi is back. thank goddddd. im so ashamed of how dependent i am on my wireless network. i felt so chained to the ethernet cable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for my macbook to come. i need to get an adapter for my guitar cable so i can fully take advantage of all the eargasmic glory garageband has to offer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been watching dawson's creek. LORD HAVE MERCY its true i dont have anything better to do with my time. well i probably do; i just dont feel like cleaning or doing laundry either. anyways, it's like secret life of the american teenager, but super 90's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to the doctors today, to get my immunization paperwork filled out. i was there for like 2 hours. i was THIS close to falling asleep on the lofted benchy thing they have in the doctors offices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my phone randomly stopped working. it wouldn't send or receive calls or text messages. it made me feel really unsafe, like if someone tried to kill me i would have to use the *gasp* LAND LINE to call for help, but he could just pick up the phone somewhere else in the house and hear what i was saying. i think my dad used to eavesdrop on my calls when i used the house phone, in like middle school. i feel like he would. his recon would be impressive if it wasn't so disconcerting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example, the other day he was like, hey we havent seen your friend hannah in a while. and i was like, what are you talking about? she came over today! and he was like, AH I KNEW IT because there were too many dishes in the dishwasher for one person, (especially spoons) and an apple juice box had been consumed, and apparently i am not known for drinking apple juice boxes. which was interesting, because i actually WAS the one who had consumed the apple juice. anyway, the way his mind works never ceases to astound me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't like posting in paragraph form.&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts don't flow in paragraph form&lt;br /&gt;at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qdRaf3-OEh4"&gt;drunk girls&lt;/a&gt;" - lcd soundsystem}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-7784997602448510874?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-5107398256439097743</id><published>2010-06-07T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T19:16:11.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blitzen trapper'/><title type='text'>"oh when, oh when will the spirit come a-callin' for my soul to send?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/TA2kFcLvG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/O0Q30iib-Z0/s1600/devika+and+sarah+2010+crop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/TA2kFcLvG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/O0Q30iib-Z0/s400/devika+and+sarah+2010+crop.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480216734951480162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/TA2kBShl3WI/AAAAAAAAADc/ph2V75qSsyk/s1600/devika+and+sarah+1990%27s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 379px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/TA2kBShl3WI/AAAAAAAAADc/ph2V75qSsyk/s400/devika+and+sarah+1990%27s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5480216663639317858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best friends for 16 years.&lt;br /&gt;sarah is pretty much the most hilarious person everrr.&lt;br /&gt;i love impromptu road trips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister leaves for jordan tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;i am so freaking jealous&lt;br /&gt;i want to get out of here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ordering my macbook pro tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;hells yeahhhh&lt;br /&gt;i still have so much more matriculation paperwork to fill out&lt;br /&gt;it is quite overwhelming&lt;br /&gt;but i am so pumpedddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel really vulnerable when people drunk call me at 4 in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its weird when you go from talking to someone every day to not seeing them at all&lt;br /&gt;and MAYBE exchanging like one text message&lt;br /&gt;i'd rather wean myself off a friendship than to simply quit cold turkey,&lt;br /&gt;douchecake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is very bob dylan. i like it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;i just like blitzen trapper a lot in general, i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4WruodIBlfs"&gt;black river killer&lt;/a&gt;" - blitzen trapper}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-5107398256439097743?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/TA2kFcLvG2I/AAAAAAAAADk/O0Q30iib-Z0/s72-c/devika+and+sarah+2010+crop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-6312808868434195213</id><published>2010-05-28T20:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T21:09:08.901-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hawksley workman'/><title type='text'>"it kind of makes you want to cry that a moth is not a butterfly..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/TACSgTDw5WI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZSLFp_JUp0c/s1600/150321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/TACSgTDw5WI/AAAAAAAAADU/ZSLFp_JUp0c/s400/150321.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476538230452053346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my watches are driving me INSANE&lt;br /&gt;make them stop make them stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i played a catholic wedding&lt;br /&gt;with an indian priest&lt;br /&gt;idk why&lt;br /&gt;but it took me a while to wrap my head around it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my contacts are going out of focus&lt;br /&gt;i need to take them out&lt;br /&gt;but its so much effort&lt;br /&gt;but if i leave them in it will be gross gross gross tomorrow morning&lt;br /&gt;when i have to peel them off my eyeballs.&lt;br /&gt;see, didnt that sound gross?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today my friends amber and layne interviewed me for a documentary about recycling&lt;br /&gt;and i was ashamed at how little i knew about it&lt;br /&gt;apparently in baton rouge none of the glass we put in recycling actually gets recycled&lt;br /&gt;because we dont separate it&lt;br /&gt;and its gets broken&lt;br /&gt;so they just use it as road filler.&lt;br /&gt;but if we did it right&lt;br /&gt;they could recycle glass again and again and again and again etc&lt;br /&gt;what a shame&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt even know what single stream recycling was&lt;br /&gt;oh lord have mercy dont tell college board&lt;br /&gt;they'll revoke the 5 i got on my environmental science ap exam last year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trevor collins and alex efferson are my brain twins and soul mates&lt;br /&gt;it is so true.&lt;br /&gt;so so so so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know what to do with my diploma&lt;br /&gt;do i shove it in the back of the closet/drawer never to be seen again?&lt;br /&gt;do i display it proudly on my wall like a douche?&lt;br /&gt;do i let it continue to assimilate into the swirling vortex of chaos on top of my bean bag?&lt;br /&gt;yes yes and yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like my hair&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i could cut it short without crying&lt;br /&gt;for reals for reals&lt;br /&gt;i had never curled my hair before graduation&lt;br /&gt;but it was quite fun&lt;br /&gt;i do believe i shall do it again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to sleep more&lt;br /&gt;i go to bed at like 1 or 2&lt;br /&gt;and i wake up at 6 or 7&lt;br /&gt;its freaking summer time&lt;br /&gt;im not even working yet&lt;br /&gt;wtffff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tick tick tock tock tick tick tock tock&lt;br /&gt;my watches mock me mock me mock me&lt;br /&gt;like the priest today&lt;br /&gt;lord have mercy&lt;br /&gt;mass was about conjugal love&lt;br /&gt;the universe is mocking my life&lt;br /&gt;i know it is. i KNOW it is.&lt;br /&gt;thanks a lot, universe. you got me good&lt;br /&gt;now please please PLEASE go mess with someone else&lt;br /&gt;and give me a break&lt;br /&gt;if these things happened to somebody else i wouldnt even believe that they happened&lt;br /&gt;so freaking bizarre.&lt;br /&gt;bizarre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:bold;"&gt;bizarre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;bizarre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iQBHyJCGMM8"&gt;a moth is not a butterfly&lt;/a&gt;" - hawksley workman}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-6312808868434195213?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6312808868434195213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/it-kind-of-makes-you-want-to-cry-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-7891313941604720608</id><published>2010-05-26T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T15:21:38.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='devendra banhart'/><title type='text'>"you are green, you are red, you are yurple, you are blue..."</title><content type='html'>i tried tried tried&lt;br /&gt;i really did&lt;br /&gt;i guess there really isnt anything else i can do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to get the hell out of here&lt;br /&gt;i hate it here so much&lt;br /&gt;what am i doing with my life?&lt;br /&gt;WHAT AM I DOING WITH MY LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart hurts&lt;br /&gt;my head hurts&lt;br /&gt;my stomach hurts&lt;br /&gt;my brain hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are unreasonable&lt;br /&gt;theres no use arguing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-UI_0noJILw"&gt;the other woman&lt;/a&gt;" - devendra banhart}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-7891313941604720608?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7891313941604720608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-are-green-you-are-red-you-are.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/7891313941604720608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/7891313941604720608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/you-are-green-you-are-red-you-are.html' 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tears on your cheeks have dried&lt;br /&gt;and sleep takes over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want my best friend back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ljVnlYVz6ac"&gt;nice fox&lt;/a&gt;" - the rosebuds}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-8816413108603714013?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8816413108603714013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/nice-fox-dont-temp-old-owl-in-tree-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/8816413108603714013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>lost series finale&lt;br /&gt;WHAT THE HELL???&lt;br /&gt;already dead people cant talk to each other and re kill each other and have dead people parties&lt;br /&gt;they can't perform surgeries on other already dead people&lt;br /&gt;or give ultrasounds to already dead couples&lt;br /&gt;who are pregnant with already dead babies&lt;br /&gt;they can't help very pregnant already dead people give birth to already dead babies&lt;br /&gt;they can't perform a concert for an audience containing a couple already dead people&lt;br /&gt;THEY'RE ALREADY DEAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have realized that the universe is doing everything in its power to mess with me&lt;br /&gt;my sister bought me a watch for a happy birthday/happy graduation gift&lt;br /&gt;its a lovely watch&lt;br /&gt;i already had a watch&lt;br /&gt;swatches are the LOUDEST watches known to man&lt;br /&gt;and my two watches are not synchronized&lt;br /&gt;one drives me crazy by itself&lt;br /&gt;both of them will ultimately cause me to snap&lt;br /&gt;i can feel it coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of feeling things coming&lt;br /&gt;wtf happened yesterday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=B9dSYgd5Elk"&gt;time to pretend&lt;/a&gt;" - mgmt}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-2003008249347699767?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2003008249347699767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-feeling-rough-im-feeling-raw-im-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/2003008249347699767'/><link rel='self' 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type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/S_S4lreXjQI/AAAAAAAAADM/Bv6O6Rfmtn8/s1600/graduation+walking.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/S_S4lreXjQI/AAAAAAAAADM/Bv6O6Rfmtn8/s400/graduation+walking.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473202404626763010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i graduated yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;this picture expresses how happy i feel more than anything i could possibly say&lt;br /&gt;the photographer happens to be one of my best friends in the whole entire world&lt;br /&gt;he's my hero&lt;br /&gt;i love you, chase&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rJE_Sc1Wags"&gt;sweet dreams (are made of this)&lt;/a&gt;" - eurythmics}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/S-9NHu3v_5I/AAAAAAAAADE/Pl1Sci3rUxk/s1600/bday+girlll.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 223px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/S-9NHu3v_5I/AAAAAAAAADE/Pl1Sci3rUxk/s400/bday+girlll.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471676867514728338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the best birthday of my life&lt;br /&gt;i love being 18&lt;br /&gt;i love my friends&lt;br /&gt;i wrote a BA speech for graduation&lt;br /&gt;i love my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bfvxtL9wO4w"&gt;danger&lt;/a&gt;" - mystikal}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-7079763252071434364?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/S-9NHu3v_5I/AAAAAAAAADE/Pl1Sci3rUxk/s72-c/bday+girlll.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-9144050773516962857</id><published>2010-05-11T18:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T19:09:07.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"well daft punk is playing at my house; i've waited 7 years and 15 days..."</title><content type='html'>I AM FREE&lt;br /&gt;yes indeedy (call me greedy, go upstairs to feed the needy)&lt;br /&gt;i am so relieved.&lt;br /&gt;physics final this morning&lt;br /&gt;its over thank god&lt;br /&gt;iron man 2 was baller&lt;br /&gt;i want to have robert downey jr's babies&lt;br /&gt;who else could possibly look so handsome and BA while inventing a new element?&lt;br /&gt;*swoon* ohhh tony stark, marry me&lt;br /&gt;my birthday is in 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;hells. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i get to see my bff chase tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i havent seen him since like, christmas break&lt;br /&gt;but i know it wont feel like any time has passed when we see each other&lt;br /&gt;which is why i love love love him times infinity&lt;br /&gt;best big brother ever.&lt;br /&gt;i have a good book to read&lt;br /&gt;i think i might hit that up later tonight&lt;br /&gt;oh lord.&lt;br /&gt;so much free time&lt;br /&gt;{and so much to do, i just dont feel like doing it}&lt;br /&gt;i need to take a break&lt;br /&gt;and now the break has arrived&lt;br /&gt;it feels so damn good.&lt;br /&gt;my life is legitimately falling into place&lt;br /&gt;and i love it.&lt;br /&gt;i am not your rolling wheeeeeels. i am the highwayyyy&lt;br /&gt;chris cornell is an awesome dude as well.&lt;br /&gt;cleaning out my booksack&lt;br /&gt;throwing all that paper in the recycling bin&lt;br /&gt;is so cathartic&lt;br /&gt;it really is.&lt;br /&gt;i need to stop spending money&lt;br /&gt;like asapppp&lt;br /&gt;gold lion is going to tell me where the light is&lt;br /&gt;today i was at my friend pierres house&lt;br /&gt;and he and jacob were playing modern warfare 2&lt;br /&gt;and then i saw iron man 2&lt;br /&gt;and in it, there was scene that quite reminded me of them playing mw2&lt;br /&gt;but it was robert downey jr and don cheadle in real (movie) life and not a video game&lt;br /&gt;i like gnarls barkley a lot a lot a lot&lt;br /&gt;i want to watch the sandlot.&lt;br /&gt;i think i might do that tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;that is a good movie. a good good movie. &lt;br /&gt;yes indeed that is what i will do&lt;br /&gt;and tonight i will begin reading the glass bead game&lt;br /&gt;oh herman hesse, your way with words never ceases to astound me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o-7DDHmWWqk"&gt;daft punk is playing at my house&lt;/a&gt;" - lcd soundsystem}}&lt;div 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playing at my house; i&apos;ve waited 7 years and 15 days...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-363274353721486193</id><published>2010-05-10T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T17:13:41.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pink floyd'/><title type='text'>"we dont need no education, we dont need no thought control..."</title><content type='html'>my physics final is in about 12 hours.&lt;br /&gt;i want it to be over now.&lt;br /&gt;i cant take it anymore&lt;br /&gt;i havent studied&lt;br /&gt;i havent been able to bring myself to study&lt;br /&gt;i am burned out.&lt;br /&gt;but i did get a job, its quite nice&lt;br /&gt;indoors&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness&lt;br /&gt;and my birthday is in 3 days. &lt;br /&gt;i love my birthday&lt;br /&gt;its my favorite day of the year&lt;br /&gt;i'll finally be 18!&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;after tomorrow morning, i am going to get my summer on&lt;br /&gt;this is going to be the best. summer. ever.&lt;br /&gt;(i had a sneak peak of summer on friday/saturday.&lt;br /&gt;i loved it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so glad im done with high school&lt;br /&gt;i cannot believe that they would make that list&lt;br /&gt;well i can believe it, thats the sad part&lt;br /&gt;and i guess im glad the nicest thing they said about anyone was what they said about me&lt;br /&gt;but it was still completely unnecessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends have all decided to ignore me until my physics final is over&lt;br /&gt;i find it hilarious that they are looking out for my grades more than i am&lt;br /&gt;i love them&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe shagun, hannah, and emily actually came to my recital on friday&lt;br /&gt;my last recital ever&lt;br /&gt;i love them for that.&lt;br /&gt;they are the three best friends that anyone could have, they are the three best friends that anyone could have...&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to write my speech for graduation.&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea what to say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LUASiDg-kg4"&gt;another brick in the wall, pt 2&lt;/a&gt;" - pink floyd}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-363274353721486193?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/363274353721486193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-9142031530796627801</id><published>2010-04-30T14:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T10:09:23.472-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shakira'/><title type='text'>"darling it is no joke, this is lycanthropy,,,"</title><content type='html'>why is this song so catchy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senior breakfast was today&lt;br /&gt;its events like these that remind me that i won't miss mckinley&lt;br /&gt;its events like these that remind me that i don't truly fit in&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel weird when people treat me differently because i'm &lt;br /&gt;*gasp* "devika"&lt;br /&gt;and i feel bad because i take often take advantage of it at school&lt;br /&gt;but its just so easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a really bad temper&lt;br /&gt;and when im by myself&lt;br /&gt;i can't hold it in&lt;br /&gt;and i turn into some sort of bruce banner-esque hulk&lt;br /&gt;and make a mess of things in my room&lt;br /&gt;i throw things&lt;br /&gt;i break things&lt;br /&gt;and i cry.&lt;br /&gt;its not pleasant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BOLsgwlHyhE"&gt;she wolf&lt;/a&gt;" - shakira}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-9142031530796627801?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/9142031530796627801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/darling-it-is-no-joke-this-is.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>"you're in the jungle and the monkeys take your mind from your home..."</title><content type='html'>that's exactly how i feel about mckinley&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* mckinley&lt;br /&gt;one more week&lt;br /&gt;after 4 years it feels weird.&lt;br /&gt;it seems to have gone by quite quickly&lt;br /&gt;but when it was happening it took &lt;br /&gt;forever&lt;br /&gt;{zoom in}&lt;br /&gt;Foh ev uh&lt;br /&gt;{zoom in once more}&lt;br /&gt;FOH EV UH&lt;br /&gt;i love the sandlot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to make new friends at college&lt;br /&gt;im not good at that sort of thing&lt;br /&gt;i just dont have the balls to talk to people first&lt;br /&gt;once they break the ice, im less awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep buying clothes&lt;br /&gt;somebody stop me!&lt;br /&gt;and shoes&lt;br /&gt;i bought shoes yesterday&lt;br /&gt;how stereotypically female of me&lt;br /&gt;speaking of stereotypically female,&lt;br /&gt;i cried today&lt;br /&gt;because i got overwhelmed by my physics class&lt;br /&gt;but i hid it with my gangster tiger stripe sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like playing the viola&lt;br /&gt;its much more forgiving than the violin&lt;br /&gt;i like johnossi&lt;br /&gt;they are fun to listen to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get my graduation invitations straightened out&lt;br /&gt;oh god. there's so much to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kAc-nnuteHQ"&gt;man must dance&lt;/a&gt;" - johnossi}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-4810790485535527761?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4810790485535527761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-1435975039538459693</id><published>2010-04-20T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T17:15:46.197-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fleet foxes'/><title type='text'>"and the river got frozen, and the home got snowed in, and the yellow moon glowed bright until the morning light..."</title><content type='html'>i cannot wait til the fall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i visited princeton last week.&lt;br /&gt;oh dear god&lt;br /&gt;it's &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;beautiful&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;the first night i got there (wednesday)&lt;br /&gt;i meditated with two jewish people, a buddhist, and a catholic&lt;br /&gt;after we meditated, we had an incredibly fun argument about transubstantiation&lt;br /&gt;then i went to an eating club&lt;br /&gt;{{food at princeton is freaking delicious. everywhere}}&lt;br /&gt;and bhagvad gita study&lt;br /&gt;went to one of my sister's financial engineering precepts&lt;br /&gt;optimization or integer programming or something&lt;br /&gt;i was just making things up &lt;br /&gt;about the objective functions, constraints, etc.&lt;br /&gt;and i ended up sounding more knowledgeable than half the students in the class...&lt;br /&gt;i taught one of my sister's friends how to play guitar&lt;br /&gt;he took me on a tour of campus late at night&lt;br /&gt;its still freaking gorgeous in the dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on thursday&lt;br /&gt;i took an official campus tour (not as exciting as the one from the night before but still amazing)&lt;br /&gt;ate one of the best grilled cheese sandwiches ever&lt;br /&gt;went to a molecular evolutionary genetics class&lt;br /&gt;discussed PCR with a professor whose mentor when she was in college went on to become a nobel laureate&lt;br /&gt;listened to dean rapeleye and provost eisgruber speak&lt;br /&gt;ate an early dinner&lt;br /&gt;went to the vegetarian co-op&lt;br /&gt;met some awesome people&lt;br /&gt;perused the latest episode of cosmo with them&lt;br /&gt;ate some of the most delicious vegan molasses gingerbread cookies in the world&lt;br /&gt;went to a south asian comedy troupe's play with my friend emma from minnesota who also like flight of the conchords!&lt;br /&gt;went to a dance showcase&lt;br /&gt;went to a surprise birthday party for one of my sister's friends&lt;br /&gt;wandered around campus for an hour&lt;br /&gt;wandered back into the room at about 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on friday&lt;br /&gt;i woke up&lt;br /&gt;went to a comparative physiology class&lt;br /&gt;they had a guest speaker&lt;br /&gt;he lectured about immunology. &lt;br /&gt;it was really interesting!&lt;br /&gt;got lunch with my new friend tanner&lt;br /&gt;he's a water polo player from LA&lt;br /&gt;tried to find a pugil stick tournament&lt;br /&gt;ended up taking a nap&lt;br /&gt;did some physics homework&lt;br /&gt;went to shabbat dinner&lt;br /&gt;at the chabad house&lt;br /&gt;it was so much fun! a big happy jewish family!&lt;br /&gt;i loved everyone there.&lt;br /&gt;we sang songs and ate food and teased each other and had an arm raising contest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on saturday&lt;br /&gt;my sister and i hit up nyc&lt;br /&gt;saw phantom of the opera on broadway&lt;br /&gt;oh. my. god.&lt;br /&gt;it was simply &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;magical&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;dinner and shopping in the city&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came home on sunday&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;i didnt want to leave&lt;br /&gt;i just can't wait to go back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im going to disney world this weekend&lt;br /&gt;my uncle is flying here from india&lt;br /&gt;{stupid volcano&lt;br /&gt;he had to reroute their trip over the pacific}&lt;br /&gt;but he's coming! i havent seen him and my aunt and cousin in like 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;and we're going to freaking disney world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. love. my. life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7m8CkxXhPtw"&gt;blue ridge mountains&lt;/a&gt;" - fleet foxes}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-1435975039538459693?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1435975039538459693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-river-got-frozen-and-home-got.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/1435975039538459693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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stoned, just waiting for some peace to come..."</title><content type='html'>so the other day&lt;br /&gt;my sister was in this amnesty international protest to tear down the israeli west bank barrier&lt;br /&gt;and someone tagged her in pictures of this protest on facebook&lt;br /&gt;and both of my parents totally freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;my dad freaked out because he felt like my sister was being too politically active and it would end up being dangerous some day.&lt;br /&gt;my mother freaked out because she was wearing a halter top and you could see her rather large tattoo on her back...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need for the next five months to go by quickly.&lt;br /&gt;like super quickly.&lt;br /&gt;warp speed.&lt;br /&gt;actually, if they go by as quickly as the last five months did, it'll be great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being vegetarian is hard work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so is doing my physics homework.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i showed up to my lectures more often&lt;br /&gt;at least i've discovered the strong correlation between attending class and doing well on the homework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was my last lamao board meeting.&lt;br /&gt;it felt weird&lt;br /&gt;because i went to those meetings regularly for two years&lt;br /&gt;we were like a family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of family&lt;br /&gt;i get to see my uncle, aunt, and cousin next week&lt;br /&gt;in disney freaking world.&lt;br /&gt;i feel weird because i don't really know my cousin very well at all.&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i see the pictures that my uncle emails us every now and then&lt;br /&gt;but that hardly counts for anything&lt;br /&gt;i know so many people&lt;br /&gt;and i dont even know my own family members that well.&lt;br /&gt;weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent way too much money yesterday shopping&lt;br /&gt;why oh why do i like banana republic so much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;going to see phantom of the opera on broadway on saturday&lt;br /&gt;best. musical. ever.&lt;br /&gt;andrew lloyd weber is my hero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uS4uNzffHPk"&gt;map of the world&lt;/a&gt;" - monsters of folk}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-6595718006601315017?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6595718006601315017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-you-sit-all-alone-with-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/6595718006601315017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/6595718006601315017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-you-sit-all-alone-with-your.html' title='&quot;and you sit all alone, with your thoughts, getting stoned, just waiting for some peace to come...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-9161800346363753669</id><published>2010-04-09T15:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T15:27:05.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the xx'/><title type='text'>"you've applied the pressure to have me crystallized and you've got the faith that i could bring paradise..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/S7-n1rVritI/AAAAAAAAAC0/h3DSsA60Bw4/s1600/Photo0068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/S7-n1rVritI/AAAAAAAAAC0/h3DSsA60Bw4/s400/Photo0068.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458265814004894418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this very ominous poster was hanging everywhere in the halls at school yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;at first i thought&lt;br /&gt;"FIVE DAYS UNTIL GRADUATION? HELL YES!"&lt;br /&gt;and then i realized graduation is over a month away&lt;br /&gt;so the next thought that popped into my head was:&lt;br /&gt;"FIVE DAYS UNTIL I DIE?"&lt;br /&gt;i didnt remember watching a weird scary short film with a strange circle in it two days before&lt;br /&gt;but hey, you never know&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;apparently, that poster is some sort of ad for the school yearbook.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like there are more effective, less frightening methods of advertising&lt;br /&gt;of which the school should have taken advantage&lt;br /&gt;but thats just my two cents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pib8eYDSFEI"&gt;crystalised&lt;/a&gt; - the xx}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-9161800346363753669?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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loaded, we've got snacks and supplies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hells yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's about time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad my friends and i dont really share a taste in music&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too bad i dont really share a taste in music with anyone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=11GYvfYjyV0"&gt;road trippin&lt;/a&gt;" - the red hot chili peppers}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-7591053416518351120?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7591053416518351120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/road-trippin-with-my-three-favorite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link 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snape..."</title><content type='html'>im DUMBLEDORE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GfemOGd3sMk"&gt;LA MAO state convention opening skit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-2746506277744688427?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2746506277744688427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/snape-snape-severus-snape.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/2746506277744688427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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feel it.&lt;br /&gt;there is a monstrous pile of laundry on my bed&lt;br /&gt;i need to relocate it into my closet&lt;br /&gt;but putting it off is just so much fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never do today what you can do tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm having way too much fun listening to delta blues&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea why it speaks to me like this&lt;br /&gt;but it just does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Son_House"&gt;son house&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mississippi_Sheiks"&gt;mississippi sheiks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Muddy_Waters"&gt;muddy waters&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get some robert johnson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so lazy i think almost all the clothes i have bought in the past six months have been online...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to burn mix cds for the road&lt;br /&gt;on the road againnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to take out eugene, my electric guitar, again&lt;br /&gt;{i just used an appositive!}&lt;br /&gt;i wish my dad didnt feel the need to stay at home so often&lt;br /&gt;so that i could actually turn my amp up&lt;br /&gt;its not the same with headphones&lt;br /&gt;you dont get to surround yourself with the sounds the same way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have this thelonious monk with john coltrane album&lt;br /&gt;i do believe that it is quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder what i would be like if i wasn't so obsessed with music&lt;br /&gt;i think i would be boring and skinny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stopped sharing as many of my random thoughts with my friends&lt;br /&gt;my train of thought is quite incredible&lt;br /&gt;it goes all sorts of every single where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im going to try to accomplish something today&lt;br /&gt;HA yeah right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7p2KWQmrFXc"&gt;fabulously lazy&lt;/a&gt;" - franz ferdinand}}&lt;div 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days&lt;br /&gt;i have already read gatsby at least 4 times&lt;br /&gt;and i am giving up on physics&lt;br /&gt;lost it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past couple days were insaneeee&lt;br /&gt;final mao state convention&lt;br /&gt;i have come to the conclusion that i am a machine.&lt;br /&gt;theres no other reasonable explanation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like shady people&lt;br /&gt;she was legitimately a crazy person&lt;br /&gt;and nobody could tell&lt;br /&gt;that really frightens me inside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing laundry&lt;br /&gt;packing my suitcase one more time&lt;br /&gt;and then i am out of hereeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate how sleep isnt like a bank&lt;br /&gt;you can't stock up on sleep and then not get anymore&lt;br /&gt;and then sleep for a huge chunk and expect to be okay&lt;br /&gt;i learned that in my psychology class&lt;br /&gt;and it broke my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i probably shouldnt have donated blood on wednesday&lt;br /&gt;i still feel dizzy and my legs are &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;still &lt;/span&gt;wobbly&lt;br /&gt;but im pretty sure i'll be fine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a nightmare that i took out my nose ring and nobody could recognize me&lt;br /&gt;it was weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o4NRN_7_2Dg"&gt;tourist&lt;/a&gt;" - athlete}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-6071070434773440483?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6071070434773440483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/five-days-inside-zoo-york-to-lose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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stripes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack white'/><title type='text'>"hey little apple blossom, what seems to be the problem?"</title><content type='html'>we leave for arkansas in 11 days&lt;br /&gt;it &lt;br /&gt;cannot&lt;br /&gt;come&lt;br /&gt;soon&lt;br /&gt;enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone just wrang my doorbell&lt;br /&gt;i wonder who it could be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UytO52hSHf4"&gt;apple blossom&lt;/a&gt;" - the white stripes}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-4564889704593246525?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4564889704593246525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-3845172388933708108</id><published>2010-03-18T17:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T17:20:08.185-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='of montreal'/><title type='text'>"lets pretend we don't exist, let's pretend we're in antarctica..."</title><content type='html'>and then it happened.&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7PoJv4N1Too"&gt;wraith pinned to the mist and other games&lt;/a&gt;" - of montreal}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-3845172388933708108?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-8253315095966460564</id><published>2010-03-07T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T08:41:55.260-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the band'/><title type='text'>"pulled into nazareth, feeling about half past dead..."</title><content type='html'>really ridiculous things happen to me / around me&lt;br /&gt;and i realize that they sound like really shady stories &lt;br /&gt;but i simply could not make them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for example, last night i played at a wedding in destrehan&lt;br /&gt;and there was this um "vertically challenged" guy who was drinking&lt;br /&gt;and at first he was just heckling the lead singer of the house band&lt;br /&gt;and then he took over the dance floor&lt;br /&gt;and THEN he picked up a ukelele and joined the band's lineup&lt;br /&gt;while i sat in the corner of the room like a big fat creeper&lt;br /&gt;because i left my book in the car&lt;br /&gt;the lead singer came and serenaded me for a while&lt;br /&gt;so everyone started looking at me&lt;br /&gt;which was unnecessarily embarrassing &lt;br /&gt;and i had to wait for dr pan and his wife to finish eating so that we could leave...&lt;br /&gt;it was probably the most awkward 45 minutes of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to play guitar for this play at brmhs&lt;br /&gt;i find it odd that in the entire school&lt;br /&gt;they cannot find any students who are proficient enough on guitar to play 4 chords&lt;br /&gt;so they have to come to mckinley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the weirdest dream last night&lt;br /&gt;and i need to pretend like it didnt happen&lt;br /&gt;but it was so freaking real&lt;br /&gt;and that scares me&lt;br /&gt;because it really could have happened&lt;br /&gt;and that would ruin EVERYTHING&lt;br /&gt;but a part of me wants it to happen anyway?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i changed my guitar's name to bernard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XY_5JOEmFK0"&gt;the weight&lt;/a&gt;" - the band}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-8253315095966460564?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8253315095966460564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/pulled-into-nazareth-feeling-about-half.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/8253315095966460564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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you..."</title><content type='html'>i have this wall around me&lt;br /&gt;and its like freaking fort knox&lt;br /&gt;i dont let people in. ever.&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes, someone comes along&lt;br /&gt;and before you know it&lt;br /&gt;they're sprawled out right beside you&lt;br /&gt;like they were just there all along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"a bike for two" - captain chaos}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-1191039729993373245?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1191039729993373245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/03/when-youre-riding-alone-on-bike-built.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beck'/><title type='text'>"see the vegetable man, in the vegetable van, with a horn that's honking like a mariachi band..."</title><content type='html'>i was just reading through some of my old journals&lt;br /&gt;from like 6th and 7th grade&lt;br /&gt;i didn't realize how ridiculous i sounded back then&lt;br /&gt;i am legitimately ashamed of who i used to be&lt;br /&gt;such a stereotypical 12-year old girl&lt;br /&gt;wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ordered myself a slanket&lt;br /&gt;liz lemon is my hero&lt;br /&gt;im too lazy to take my guitar out of its case&lt;br /&gt;but i've been going through chord progressions in my head&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school has become such a waste of time&lt;br /&gt;but it is getting more fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to read a good book&lt;br /&gt;i think the last &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;good &lt;/span&gt;book i read was the poisonwood bible&lt;br /&gt;or maybe american psycho&lt;br /&gt;that book was so weird&lt;br /&gt;but i could not put it down&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to get inside patrick bateman's mind and see where he was going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, the wedding was entertaining&lt;br /&gt;the bride almost didn't come out&lt;br /&gt;and the groom started crying&lt;br /&gt;does it make me a bad person if i wanted her to not walk down the aisle?&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if that ever happens in real life&lt;br /&gt;attending a wedding is so different when you're the help&lt;br /&gt;i people watch during the ceremony&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you can identify some really angry looking people in the pews&lt;br /&gt;and i wonder if they dont want the bride and groom to get married&lt;br /&gt;you know how they say, "speak now or forever hold your peace?"&lt;br /&gt;no one ever speaks then&lt;br /&gt;like, really, who want's to be the jerk to disrupt the wedding?&lt;br /&gt;but i wish someone would, just once&lt;br /&gt;next week the wedding is at destrehan &lt;br /&gt;fancyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;fancy weddings are the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;especially when they have open bar&lt;br /&gt;because you get to see how ridiculously everyone behaves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have barely looked at my physics for my exam this week&lt;br /&gt;but i have fallen asleep on my notebook and my textbook&lt;br /&gt;so perhaps i might have learned something via osmosis.&lt;br /&gt;i dont think it matters though&lt;br /&gt;because i. am. a. machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alice in wonderland comes out this week.&lt;br /&gt;finally&lt;br /&gt;i have been waiting for this movie for months&lt;br /&gt;through the looking glass is one of my favorite books ever&lt;br /&gt;every time i look in a mirror&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could just fall through&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what i would find on the other side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's this episode of arthur&lt;br /&gt;where he imagines he digs a hole in his backyard&lt;br /&gt;and ends up excavating some sort of underground colosseum&lt;br /&gt;i wish that would happen to me one day&lt;br /&gt;one time i thought about digging up a hole&lt;br /&gt;but i think my dad loves his lawn more than us&lt;br /&gt;so if i ruined it that would be the end of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to weezer makes me feel like i did&lt;br /&gt;the day my sister and i discovered the buddy holly video on our computer&lt;br /&gt;i must have been less than 8 years old&lt;br /&gt;and we thought it was incredible&lt;br /&gt;the way they juxtaposed themselves with happy days&lt;br /&gt;for a while we thought they actually were on happy days&lt;br /&gt;until we realized that was too anachronistic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love driving by myself.&lt;br /&gt;late at night&lt;br /&gt;belting out my favorite songs&lt;br /&gt;if it wasnt such a waste of gas&lt;br /&gt;i would do it alll the timeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a 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href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harriet_the_Spy"&gt;harriet the spy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harriet was my hero&lt;br /&gt;i carried a notebook with me everywhere&lt;br /&gt;i scribbled down everything i saw, everything i thought&lt;br /&gt;i used to sit outside my house, partially hiding behind the bushes&lt;br /&gt;waiting for something to happen &lt;br /&gt;waiting for someone to come by&lt;br /&gt;but we lived in the back of the neighborhood&lt;br /&gt;nobody ever passed through&lt;br /&gt;nothing ever happened&lt;br /&gt;but i would sit there religiously&lt;br /&gt;every single day&lt;br /&gt;and wait&lt;br /&gt; because i truly believed that someday&lt;br /&gt;something would happen&lt;br /&gt;and then one day&lt;br /&gt;i accidentally left my notebook out&lt;br /&gt;and my mom found it&lt;br /&gt;and read through it&lt;br /&gt;and that was that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i still wish i could be harriet &lt;/c&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a 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href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/confidence-is-balaclava-im-sure-youll.html' title='&quot;the confidence is the balaclava, i&apos;m sure you&apos;ll baffle &apos;em good...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-3572227286724504018</id><published>2010-02-25T15:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T15:45:07.542-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dinosaur jr'/><title type='text'>"i've been staring, i've been staring into space, all this time, not a smile, such a waste..."</title><content type='html'>i messed up, i get it&lt;br /&gt;but im trying to apologize&lt;br /&gt;and you simply shut me down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y8wqA_B9lCQ"&gt;said the people&lt;/a&gt;" - dinosaur jr}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-3572227286724504018?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3572227286724504018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-been-staring-ive-been-staring-into.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/3572227286724504018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/3572227286724504018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/ive-been-staring-ive-been-staring-into.html' title='&quot;i&apos;ve been staring, i&apos;ve been staring into space, all this time, not a smile, such a waste...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-4883564238312512458</id><published>2010-02-22T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T14:50:35.097-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold war kids'/><title type='text'>"hang me up to dry, you've wrung me out too, too, too many times..."</title><content type='html'>that is my favorite song by cold war kids&lt;br /&gt;idk if it's just because it was the first song i ever heard by them&lt;br /&gt;like everyone remembers the first song they hear by a band&lt;br /&gt;the first song i ever heard by the white stripes was &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6j7huh5Egew"&gt;seven nation army&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stopped in my tracks and was like, wow.&lt;br /&gt;speaking of the white stripes&lt;br /&gt;i heard the most random cover of &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vZS8KgMXECU"&gt;dead leaves and the dirty ground&lt;/a&gt; today&lt;br /&gt;it was insaneee&lt;br /&gt;it made me want a banjo so freaking badly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;senioritis is kicking in full time&lt;br /&gt;i am counting the minutes&lt;br /&gt;they go by so slowlyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;i need to get out of here&lt;br /&gt;i really need to get out of here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm pearly like the white, the whites of your eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have found that my eyes are very expressive&lt;br /&gt;even if i try to hide my feelings on my face&lt;br /&gt;{which i'm not very good at anyway}&lt;br /&gt;my eyes will reveal &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;exactly &lt;/span&gt;how i feel about something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am legitimately glad i didn't go to winter formal on saturday&lt;br /&gt;dances are so weirdddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i cut off all my hair i wouldn't have any friends&lt;br /&gt;like ALL my hair, not just a short hair cut&lt;br /&gt;but like leaving less than one inch of fuzz on my head&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't feel like myself with no hair&lt;br /&gt;but sometimes i get so fed up with it&lt;br /&gt;like when it's really humid outside&lt;br /&gt;and i just want to chop it all off&lt;br /&gt;i freaking hate how humid louisiana is&lt;br /&gt;its like living in a cloud&lt;br /&gt;and not like a nice fluffy cloud, that seems all magical like the mary poppins kind&lt;br /&gt;but a mean, dense, gross evil cloud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people are weirdos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a 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href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/hang-me-up-to-dry-youve-wrung-me-out.html' title='&quot;hang me up to dry, you&apos;ve wrung me out too, too, too many times...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-2068039588375639276</id><published>2010-02-20T18:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T18:30:34.895-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pearl jam'/><title type='text'>"waiting, watching the clock, it's four o'clock, it's got to stop..."</title><content type='html'>my life is really starting to get on my nerves&lt;br /&gt;i just want to break away from it and start over&lt;br /&gt;like refresh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been doing my physics homework. all freaking day long.&lt;br /&gt;i got almost all of it done&lt;br /&gt;and i don't feel accomplished at all&lt;br /&gt;because i didn't completely finish it&lt;br /&gt;i have like 3 questions left&lt;br /&gt;so i can't cross it off my list&lt;br /&gt;and i still have to read a chapter in my history book&lt;br /&gt;a chapter in my computer science book&lt;br /&gt;and a whole unit in my english book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't touched my violin in forever&lt;br /&gt;i hate myself for that&lt;br /&gt;i don't even have an excuse&lt;br /&gt;i just can't bring myself to get it out and play it&lt;br /&gt;but i have to force myself to put my guitar &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can vamp on a chord progression for hours&lt;br /&gt;i can't even play my scales for 10 minutes&lt;br /&gt;anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i had a huge burst of creative energy musically when i went to nocca&lt;br /&gt;that place really was conducive to creativity&lt;br /&gt;i could hole up in my practice room for hours&lt;br /&gt;with nothing but my violin &lt;br /&gt;but now&lt;br /&gt;i just can't do it.&lt;br /&gt;i shouldn't be unable to do anything&lt;br /&gt;but i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think thats what hurts the most, mentally&lt;br /&gt;is that im not good at every freaking thing in the world&lt;br /&gt;like this introspection right now&lt;br /&gt;is making me super uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was so much fun&lt;br /&gt;people watching was way more entertaining than watching &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;a doll's house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;henrik ibsen, i do believe you had a creative fart while writing this one&lt;br /&gt;it's so amazing the things you can learn about people&lt;br /&gt;when they think you can't see them&lt;br /&gt;i realized everyone is a loser&lt;br /&gt;some just hide it better than others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is my second to last lyo concert ever&lt;br /&gt;i have played in 27 of these concerts&lt;br /&gt;since i was 8 years old.&lt;br /&gt;i think my favorite piece we ever played was definitely&lt;br /&gt;pictures at an exhibition&lt;br /&gt;mussorgsky is a genius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1JLztfosqik"&gt;betterman&lt;/a&gt;" - pearl jam}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-2068039588375639276?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2068039588375639276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/waiting-watching-clock-its-four-oclock.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iron and wine'/><title type='text'>"when the men take me to the devil tree, i will be free and shining like before..."</title><content type='html'>i am most definitely burned out like a smoldering candle.&lt;br /&gt;my whole self hurts.&lt;br /&gt;its so cold outside&lt;br /&gt;and i &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;still &lt;/span&gt;feel like i'm freezing from the inside out&lt;br /&gt;emotionally&lt;br /&gt;it hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i feel like i don't know him at all&lt;br /&gt;and i try to pretend like it doesn't totally throw me off guard&lt;br /&gt;but it's getting harder and harder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently i'm not as bad at physics as i thought i was&lt;br /&gt;who would have thunk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel really uncomfortable&lt;br /&gt;because in less than 6 months&lt;br /&gt;i will be gone, gone, gone&lt;br /&gt;and i don't even know where i'll be&lt;br /&gt;but i know who i'm leaving behind&lt;br /&gt;and that makes me sad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lots of people say my thinking face is angry looking&lt;br /&gt;that freaks me out, because i think a lot&lt;br /&gt;and i don't want to look angry all the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but speaking of angry&lt;br /&gt;i was so freaking pissed today&lt;br /&gt;there was no need for hira to pitch such a hissy fit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only good thing about today is a new episode of the office.&lt;br /&gt;no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;i want to go to the gym&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not allowed to drive in "this kind of weather"&lt;br /&gt;its not even snowing yet&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder what it would be like to get shot.&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wonder what it would be like to get in a car wreck&lt;br /&gt;i'm not a weirdo&lt;br /&gt;i'm not even morbid or anything&lt;br /&gt;i just wonder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rogop4J9KhU"&gt;free until they cut me down&lt;/a&gt;" - iron &amp; wine}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-1667221679117886623?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1667221679117886623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/02/when-men-take-me-to-devil-tree-i-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/1667221679117886623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/1667221679117886623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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trouble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really mad at my physics solutions manual&lt;br /&gt;it barely has any answers&lt;br /&gt;even most of the ones that are in the back of the book &lt;br /&gt;arent in the solutions manual&lt;br /&gt;so how am i supposed to figure out these problems&lt;br /&gt;if they dont have more than 1 example in the book per CHAPTER&lt;br /&gt;like, let's show you how to do ONE easy problem&lt;br /&gt;and you can figure out the really hard ones on your own&lt;br /&gt;i. hate. physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FwZq2-bG4Ig"&gt;i don't feel like dancing&lt;/a&gt;" - the scissor sisters}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-2745575667904297677?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-6079043518101320909</id><published>2010-01-31T18:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T18:47:12.147-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meiko'/><title type='text'>"i've made my bed, now i'm lying in it without a care, a care in the world..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/S2Y-g2kTeoI/AAAAAAAAACs/Zr2uuX_4F8Q/s1600-h/125654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/S2Y-g2kTeoI/AAAAAAAAACs/Zr2uuX_4F8Q/s400/125654.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433098734593604226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got spectra specs&lt;br /&gt;so i can keep an eye out for wrackspurts now&lt;br /&gt;i feel so badass when i drive around with my spectra specs on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching the grammy's right now&lt;br /&gt;there's so much good music out there that isn't featured here&lt;br /&gt;and so much good music that takes YEARS to get there&lt;br /&gt;like, i listened to kings of leon in 7th grade&lt;br /&gt;and everyone was like, WHAT? WHO'S THAT?&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;this zach brown band just made my heart dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need a rewind button on my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VQrrWphj8N4"&gt;maybe next year&lt;/a&gt;" - meiko}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-6079043518101320909?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6079043518101320909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/ive-made-my-bed-now-im-lying-in-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/6079043518101320909'/><link rel='self' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-73101319241014306</id><published>2010-01-30T15:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T15:53:26.605-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the blow'/><title type='text'>"i was out of your league, but you were 20,000 underneath the sea..."</title><content type='html'>yesterday when i was driving home&lt;br /&gt;my windows were ridiculously foggy&lt;br /&gt;and it was pouring rain.&lt;br /&gt;i couldn't see very far in front of me&lt;br /&gt;and then all of a sudden &lt;br /&gt;i felt like life was trying to tell me something&lt;br /&gt;and i wanted it to stop raining inside and out&lt;br /&gt;so that i could see a little farther &lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't&lt;br /&gt;and i was getting so frustrated. &lt;br /&gt;i know there was something there i needed to see&lt;br /&gt;i just couldn't see it&lt;br /&gt;and i have this really vague feeling that it's happened to me before&lt;br /&gt;i hate missing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day, torian and i realized that if we pulled a tobias and just recorded everything that each other said&lt;br /&gt;we would have some ridiculous sounding things&lt;br /&gt;because often times, i don't even listen to myself before i speak&lt;br /&gt;when i'm around certain people, there is seriously no filter between my mind and my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;that scares me a little.&lt;br /&gt;but i also find it fascinating&lt;br /&gt;i wish there was a way i could record every single thought i've ever had&lt;br /&gt;how interesting would that be!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;i've got to go read a bunch of emerson now.&lt;br /&gt;transcendentalism is gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xyWoZD5xfM8"&gt;true affection&lt;/a&gt;" - the blow}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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sea...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-6458070009717461341</id><published>2010-01-27T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T16:18:26.567-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coldplay'/><title type='text'>"questions of science, science and progress, do not speak as loud(ly) as my heart..."</title><content type='html'>so my physics class is totally kicking my ass&lt;br /&gt;great.&lt;br /&gt;so is my computer science class.&lt;br /&gt;isn't the spring semester of your senior year supposed to be easier?&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like the days are finally going by way quicker than i anticipated&lt;br /&gt;so i guess im glad my classes are hard&lt;br /&gt;they're keeping me busy&lt;br /&gt;because if i think too hard&lt;br /&gt;i will go insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to take a break from life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to detach myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n e e d &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;t o   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;d e t a c h &lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;m y s e l f  &lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g o&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V3Kd7IGPyeg"&gt;the scientist&lt;/a&gt;" - coldplay}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-6458070009717461341?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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go ahead and pretend like they didn't happen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uh ohhhhh&lt;br /&gt;you know how there are things you just wish you could say to people?&lt;br /&gt;but you can't?&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could get away with saying whatever came to my mind&lt;br /&gt;it is a freaking maelstrom in there&lt;br /&gt;no joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;i really want to know how i'm going to make it through this semester&lt;br /&gt;i completely underestimated the amount of work i would have&lt;br /&gt;greattttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really like driving with my windows down&lt;br /&gt;and my music blaring super loud&lt;br /&gt;alice in chains is so fun to sing along to&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TAqZb52sgpU"&gt;man in the box&lt;/a&gt;" has got to be an anthem of some sort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so much shit in my room&lt;br /&gt;i wish i knew what to do with it&lt;br /&gt;i kind of want to throw it all away.&lt;br /&gt;that sounds like a good start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f_AYM5hADHQ"&gt;til the end of the day&lt;/a&gt;" - the kinks}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-1625544788031347079?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/1625544788031347079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/were-free-to-do-as-we-please-yeah-from.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/1625544788031347079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/1625544788031347079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/were-free-to-do-as-we-please-yeah-from.html' title='&quot;we&apos;re free to do as we please, yeah from morning til the end of the day...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-3101104253846588603</id><published>2010-01-18T19:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T19:47:25.405-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kaiser chiefs'/><title type='text'>"walking through town is quite scary, and not very sensible either..."</title><content type='html'>i could really use a rewind button on life&lt;br /&gt;but i guess life wouldn't be nearly as interesting then, huh?&lt;br /&gt;my super awkward moments make for great stories&lt;br /&gt;NOT...&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i have accomplished nothing this weekend&lt;br /&gt;i feel like there's not too much to do&lt;br /&gt;but then i think about it&lt;br /&gt;and i get super overwhelmed&lt;br /&gt;i just want to keep myself busy busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love writing thank you cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people can be really mean.&lt;br /&gt;and others can be really nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my guitar is one of my best friends ever.&lt;br /&gt;i cannot imagine &lt;a href="http://www.2theadvocate.com/features/81420852.html"&gt;my life&lt;/a&gt; without it&lt;br /&gt;i think i would be a totally different person&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i officially love working out.&lt;br /&gt;my history teacher was completely right&lt;br /&gt;it gives me control&lt;br /&gt;and it is a way better stress reliever than i expected it to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still care too much&lt;br /&gt;i need to stopppppp&lt;br /&gt;detach myself from everything and everybody&lt;br /&gt;for a little while&lt;br /&gt;just take a step back and reexamine all my relationships&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty sure i'll see that i don't need many of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hamKl-su8PE"&gt;i predict a riot&lt;/a&gt;" - kaiser chiefs}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-3101104253846588603?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3101104253846588603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/walking-through-town-is-quite-scary-and.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/3101104253846588603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/3101104253846588603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2010/01/walking-through-town-is-quite-scary-and.html' title='&quot;walking through town is quite scary, and not very sensible either...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-558019107795265237</id><published>2010-01-10T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T17:09:57.253-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='black rebel motorcycle club'/><title type='text'>"you want it all, but the world won’t give it up. up to the edge, a star will rise..."</title><content type='html'>i joined a gym on friday!&lt;br /&gt;i have gone three days in a row&lt;br /&gt;making it four tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;hells yeah this is some sort of record&lt;br /&gt;i really hope i'm not underestimating my physics class this semester&lt;br /&gt;that would suck&lt;br /&gt;but it wouldn't really matter&lt;br /&gt;so it's okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my gym&lt;br /&gt;i just bought new exercising shorts&lt;br /&gt;i am so on top of this hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am gobbling up music from every direction.&lt;br /&gt;black rebel motorcycle club is insane.&lt;br /&gt;(my favorite song by them right now is &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N6fhsaZPecA"&gt;666 conducer&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;i love them.&lt;br /&gt;i am giving u2 a chance now that i've watched it might get loud&lt;br /&gt;oh god.&lt;br /&gt;favorite. movie. ever.&lt;br /&gt;its the most beautiful documentary i've ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;it made me fall in love with music all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jimmy page's vinyl collection makes my heart beat faster.&lt;br /&gt;if i had a fraction of that it would be insaneee&lt;br /&gt;i want to be an audiophile when i grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=94c7fdAxTas"&gt;weapon of choice&lt;/a&gt;" - black rebel motorcycle club}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-558019107795265237?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/558019107795265237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-8499877835772967879</id><published>2010-01-07T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T08:10:11.901-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='flight of the conchords'/><title type='text'>"i see you girls looking at my junk and checking out my rump and back to my sugalumps..."</title><content type='html'>its freezing outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm freezing inside too.&lt;br /&gt;on accident.&lt;br /&gt;i apologize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ozSSseCh3U"&gt;sugalumps&lt;/a&gt;" - flight of the conchords}}&lt;br /&gt;flight of the conchords are my role models.&lt;br /&gt;i want to be just like them when i grow up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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sugalumps...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-1559597250165502281</id><published>2009-12-31T18:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T08:39:26.864-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ratatat'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kid cudi'/><title type='text'>"tell me what you know about them night terrors every night..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/Sz1bFsGtZsI/AAAAAAAAACk/jzXwHPYaR6k/s1600-h/bacalandran.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/Sz1bFsGtZsI/AAAAAAAAACk/jzXwHPYaR6k/s400/bacalandran.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421589679720720066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was a &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;perfect &lt;/span&gt;day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye wisdom teeth&lt;br /&gt;hello new year&lt;br /&gt;almost&lt;br /&gt;not quite&lt;br /&gt;my mouth hurts&lt;br /&gt;i can't eat anything im so hungry all the time&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday i kept throwing up throwing up throwing up&lt;br /&gt;it was seriously disgusting&lt;br /&gt;and my bff hannah actually spent the night to take care of me&lt;br /&gt;im really not sure what i did to deserve such an awesome friend&lt;br /&gt;i wish she was my sister for real&lt;br /&gt;but she pretty much is my sister anyway&lt;br /&gt;i guess&lt;br /&gt;raspberry sorbet is heaven&lt;br /&gt;thank you haagen-dazs &lt;br /&gt;my meds gave me nightmares&lt;br /&gt;it was legit frightening&lt;br /&gt;the first night i had to wake my mom up to sleep in my bed to protect me&lt;br /&gt;because i was 128932% sure awful things were coming to get me&lt;br /&gt;last night hannah protected me&lt;br /&gt;and im not sure what i'm going to do tonight&lt;br /&gt;but everytime i close my eyes&lt;br /&gt;its scary. its really scary.&lt;br /&gt;but i can't say what happens&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't make sense at all&lt;br /&gt;like, really at all.&lt;br /&gt;and i've been so cranky the past couple days&lt;br /&gt;im sorry&lt;br /&gt;and now im officially addicted to knitting&lt;br /&gt;you don't know how much fun it is&lt;br /&gt;i like having something concrete to measure the amount of work i've put in&lt;br /&gt;i need to ice my face it hurts&lt;br /&gt;it hurts it hurts&lt;br /&gt;im worried and nervous&lt;br /&gt;i don't feel like going back to school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fireworks all night long&lt;br /&gt;i just want to go to sleep&lt;br /&gt;but i can't i can't i can't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish people couldn't just die like that&lt;br /&gt;there has got to be some sort of warning&lt;br /&gt;you can't just leave&lt;br /&gt;your parents, your sister, your friends, everyone&lt;br /&gt;misses you&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even know you that well&lt;br /&gt;but i still looked up to you&lt;br /&gt;you were so awesome&lt;br /&gt;and you didn't care what anyone else said&lt;br /&gt;you followed your dream&lt;br /&gt;and made a difference&lt;br /&gt;if i make a difference in anyone's life&lt;br /&gt;that'll be enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7xzU9Qqdqww"&gt;pursuit of happiness&lt;/a&gt;" - kid cudi and ratatat}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-1559597250165502281?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vfprQiBaIP8/Sz1bFsGtZsI/AAAAAAAAACk/jzXwHPYaR6k/s72-c/bacalandran.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-9139901536263289569</id><published>2009-12-23T19:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T19:44:06.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>your mind is really the only privacy you&amp;#39;ve got&lt;br&gt;what happens when you start to lose it?&lt;br&gt;what happens when you start to lose yourself in it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-9139901536263289569?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-2365992841638485790</id><published>2009-12-21T17:16:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-21T18:03:35.165-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mos def'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the black keys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blakroc'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jim jones'/><title type='text'>"you're live and elemental, you're sweet and you're rude..."</title><content type='html'>i didn't know it was possible for music to be this perfect&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had the best days ever on friday and saturday&lt;br /&gt;woke up, spent the ENTIRE day at hannah's&lt;br /&gt;it was so comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;up all night playing balderdash with my 3 bffls&lt;br /&gt;that game is ridiculously fun&lt;br /&gt;no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;saturdayyyy {{late}} lunch with 3 more of my bffls&lt;br /&gt;epic game of hide and seek at perkins rowe&lt;br /&gt;dinner at la carreta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i had to write furiously to finish my scholarship essays&lt;br /&gt;first draft is at doc's house at the moment&lt;br /&gt;she was all fancy dressed!&lt;br /&gt;so while she is out having fun&lt;br /&gt;i'll sit here and bite my nails&lt;br /&gt;because my vacation will NOT start until my application is on its way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will continue to take charge until you give me a good reason not to&lt;br /&gt;and from what i've seen so far&lt;br /&gt;that is highly unlikely.&lt;br /&gt;do something about it.&lt;br /&gt;and even if you don't do anything about it?&lt;br /&gt;i can. and i will.&lt;br /&gt;ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it weird if i say that i &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; being me?&lt;br /&gt;i'm quite good at it, if i do say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm almost certain now, that even if things don't turn out the way i've been planning for the last 17.5 years, i'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;its weird because i've never felt that way before.&lt;br /&gt;but i've realized that quite frankly, there is nothing more for me to do&lt;br /&gt;that i haven't already done &lt;br /&gt;or that i'm not already doing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you're pure heart..."&lt;br /&gt;if i could play the blues like dan auerbach&lt;br /&gt;my life would be &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;complete&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-vtWNDI_EOI"&gt;ain't nothing like you (hoochie coo)&lt;/a&gt;" - blakroc (black keys / mos def / jim jones}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-2365992841638485790?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-8312492195305050319</id><published>2009-12-14T17:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T17:30:44.020-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lady sovereign'/><title type='text'>"you ain't never heard of a girl who could do it like this..."</title><content type='html'>sometimes i wish i didn't have feelings&lt;br /&gt;because then they wouldn't get hurt&lt;br /&gt;because quite frankly, i didn't want these feelings there in the first place&lt;br /&gt;but now i'm stuck with them&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;whatever. &lt;br /&gt;20.5 hours&lt;br /&gt;i have never wanted anything so badly in my life&lt;br /&gt;oh god oh god oh god.&lt;br /&gt;freaking outttttt&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is my strings midterm&lt;br /&gt;i really should have studied&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;there is still so much to be done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lab lunch on thursday! i'm so glad they invited me!&lt;br /&gt;i miss them actually.&lt;br /&gt;i'm still not sure if i want to work there over the summer or at sweet wishes&lt;br /&gt;i guess i have to see if sweet wishes will hire me first&lt;br /&gt;i kind of want to work at smoothie king&lt;br /&gt;i really like smoothies now.&lt;br /&gt;idkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new phoneeee&lt;br /&gt;i love ittttt&lt;br /&gt;samsung solstice&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i do nice things for people who least expect it&lt;br /&gt;its really fun to watch them get flustered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sWauowySBn4"&gt;i got you dancing&lt;/a&gt;" - lady sovereign}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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this...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-8725198148964096129</id><published>2009-12-06T15:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T15:34:07.224-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the beatles'/><title type='text'>"living is easy with eyes closed, misunderstanding all you see..."</title><content type='html'>talented music concert today&lt;br /&gt;it actually went pretty well&lt;br /&gt;i'm addicted to pistachios&lt;br /&gt;i finished my christmas shopping yesterday&lt;br /&gt;and i spent way too much&lt;br /&gt;so if i didn't already buy someone something&lt;br /&gt;they are getting a handmade something&lt;br /&gt;=( =( =( =(&lt;br /&gt;i have to finish my scholarship essays&lt;br /&gt;writers block &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;sucks&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i actually really like playing my violin&lt;br /&gt;it amazes me how much i like it&lt;br /&gt;because it takes me FOREVER to get it out&lt;br /&gt;like, i have ZERO motivation to unpack it and tune it&lt;br /&gt;but when i FINALLY get it out&lt;br /&gt;im like, okay lets do this&lt;br /&gt;and i play and play and play and play and it's not so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-7NoOhmVMac"&gt;strawberry fields forever&lt;/a&gt;" - the beatles}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-8725198148964096129?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-5465074685706024482</id><published>2009-11-29T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:41:14.462-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='led zeppelin'/><title type='text'>"oh let the sun beat down upon my face, with stars to fill my dream...."</title><content type='html'>i take that back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sfR_HWMzgyc"&gt;kashmir&lt;/a&gt;" - led zeppelin}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-5465074685706024482?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5465074685706024482/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-4591185706290705354</id><published>2009-11-25T13:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T13:31:20.495-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red hot chili peppers'/><title type='text'>"i'm the bloodstain on your shirtsleeve..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;c&gt;i would KILL for a bottle of oxycodone right about now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate that they don't know&lt;br /&gt;i hate that i always look like the bad kid&lt;br /&gt;they don't know they don't know they don't know&lt;br /&gt;oh how i wish they did&lt;br /&gt;because then they would stop loving you more than me.&lt;br /&gt;bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fDAiYlZDZKU"&gt;don't forget me&lt;/a&gt;" - red hot chili peppers}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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shirtsleeve...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-4391568108684180860</id><published>2009-11-23T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:42:06.261-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anya marina'/><title type='text'>"stacks on deck, patron on ice..."</title><content type='html'>i saw chase and cori on friday night.&lt;br /&gt;chase was right.&lt;br /&gt;it was such a tease.&lt;br /&gt;when they loaded up the bus and left&lt;br /&gt;i felt abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;i really did.&lt;br /&gt;all state was really weird without them there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22 days.&lt;br /&gt;its almost HERE&lt;br /&gt;i've been counting down since 460 something&lt;br /&gt;so i pretty much cannot breathe.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could just hibernate for the next three weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huck finn is actually really really good.&lt;br /&gt;i'm reading it in waves.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;i have so much to do this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;i've been putting everything off for until thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;and i'm so burned out i don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain hurts. it hurts. i hate my math class.&lt;br /&gt;i really do.&lt;br /&gt;and it's not like i'm doing badly&lt;br /&gt;it just makes me feel weird because i don't study like i should&lt;br /&gt;and i've still gotten a perfect on every exam.&lt;br /&gt;and that's why i can't go to lsu.&lt;br /&gt;it makes me feel bad about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cookies and cream bars are my favorite.&lt;br /&gt;they are like bars of heaven wrapped up in foil.&lt;br /&gt;our concert was weird.&lt;br /&gt;i think i want to buy the dvd.&lt;br /&gt;the conductor is my new favorite conductor ever.&lt;br /&gt;he knew the scores backwards and forwards.&lt;br /&gt;thats how it should be i think.&lt;br /&gt;and he was a violist.&lt;br /&gt;which just makes him even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_0BPnJUx_Yw"&gt;whatever you like&lt;/a&gt;" - anya marina (cover) }}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-4391568108684180860?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4391568108684180860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/stacks-on-deck-patron-on-ice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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that i don't know? you're wrong..."</title><content type='html'>so tomorrow is all state&lt;br /&gt;and my english test.&lt;br /&gt;i haven't studied AT ALL&lt;br /&gt;and i read the book&lt;br /&gt;AND the sparknotes&lt;br /&gt;and i'm STILL not sure what was going on in the book&lt;br /&gt;so i think i'm a little screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to choose an animal cracker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;applying to princeton in 5...4...3...2...1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my body hurts all over.&lt;br /&gt;i'm so sore.&lt;br /&gt;this is why i should exercise more&lt;br /&gt;so that way when i actually use my muscles&lt;br /&gt;my body hasn't forgotten that they're there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Tgkss9vDilo"&gt;criminals&lt;/a&gt;" - atlas sound}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-8947603953735681409?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8947603953735681409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-think-that-i-dont-know-youre-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/8947603953735681409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/8947603953735681409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-think-that-i-dont-know-youre-wrong.html' title='&quot;you think that i don&apos;t know? you&apos;re wrong...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-3728075210717977871</id><published>2009-11-18T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T17:00:21.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white stripes'/><title type='text'>"you took a white orchid turned it blue..."</title><content type='html'>i didn't see that one coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{thats what she said!}}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ba dump CHHHHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but really,&lt;br /&gt;i was not expecting this. at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QKntY8WkNYQ"&gt;blue orchid&lt;/a&gt;" - white stripes}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-3728075210717977871?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3728075210717977871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-took-white-orchid-turned-it-blue.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/3728075210717977871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/3728075210717977871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/11/you-took-white-orchid-turned-it-blue.html' title='&quot;you took a white orchid turned it blue...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-577263615498159594</id><published>2009-11-15T15:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:42:41.215-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maino'/><title type='text'>"tell me what do you see when you looking at me..."</title><content type='html'>home! finally!&lt;br /&gt;friday night was &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i feel so so so so so bad.&lt;br /&gt;can't talk about it. can't talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;i played at a wedding on saturday&lt;br /&gt;i hate weddings.&lt;br /&gt;they're stupid an emotional.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'm just jealous or resentful or something idk.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indecision pisses me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lyo concert today&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty sure they just get worse and worse every year&lt;br /&gt;OR&lt;br /&gt;i become more and more aware of how bad they are.&lt;br /&gt;idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brain hurts.&lt;br /&gt;i'm paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart hurts.&lt;br /&gt;and that just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YEYxOPtQqWw"&gt;all the above&lt;/a&gt;" - maino feat. t. pain}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-577263615498159594?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/577263615498159594/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-1610873096100666503</id><published>2009-11-06T15:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T15:33:05.914-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='simian mobile disco'/><title type='text'>"i got that grape kool-aid filled swimming pool..."</title><content type='html'>i need to think before i do things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ylu0ybj7DIg"&gt;audacity of huge&lt;/a&gt;" - simian mobile disco}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-1610873096100666503?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-5778183339462286282</id><published>2009-11-04T18:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:43:06.774-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the natural history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spoon'/><title type='text'>"walking down the street, you see the tears and you must believe..."</title><content type='html'>today was one of the worst days ever.&lt;br /&gt;i found out that one of the teachers at mck has been talking about me behind my back&lt;br /&gt;like, a sixty year old woman acting like a twelve year old?&lt;br /&gt;really?&lt;br /&gt;i got rejected from lsu&lt;br /&gt;because the class i wanted to take is like, too advanced or some nonsense&lt;br /&gt;that has never ever happened to me before.&lt;br /&gt;i feel ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;and i hate crying with my contacts in&lt;br /&gt;it HURTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the natural history version of this song better than the spoon version. i mean, i love love love spoon but not this time sorry bub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have to do my history homework now.&lt;br /&gt;i just spent like 4 hours writing my english paper&lt;br /&gt;its not very good.&lt;br /&gt;and probably 3 of those 4 hours were spent trying to keep my mind from wandering&lt;br /&gt;my mind wanders wanders wanders a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to my math class today&lt;br /&gt;2:40 closed my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;opened them again at 3:20, stayed awake for the last ten minutes of class&lt;br /&gt;scribbled down some notes&lt;br /&gt;and left...&lt;br /&gt;but i don't really feel like i'd learn much more if i had stayed awake anyway&lt;br /&gt;so i guess its okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our bomb threat yesterday was a little ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;2.5 hours in the stadium&lt;br /&gt;and they made such a fuss when i asked if i could go to my car to get a book&lt;br /&gt;i ended up giving amberr my book.&lt;br /&gt;the phantom tollbooth&lt;br /&gt;happens to be one of the best books ever written.&lt;br /&gt;its like alice in wonderland but words instead of logic&lt;br /&gt;i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. off to make up some things about alexander the not so great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kj7Gt8QVv38"&gt;don't you ever&lt;/a&gt;" - the natural history}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-5778183339462286282?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5778183339462286282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-5718681026169717051</id><published>2009-10-27T19:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T19:27:20.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what am i listening to today?</title><content type='html'>today was a really good day&lt;br /&gt;my bffl turned 18!&lt;br /&gt;we went to roman's for dinner&lt;br /&gt;YUMMMMMM&lt;br /&gt;i spent like 3 hours in the library with trevor&lt;br /&gt;i hadn't laughed like that in a while&lt;br /&gt;WOW it was really needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"i wish he didn't dress like he was in boy meets world"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also did a very nice thing today&lt;br /&gt;it made me feel happy&lt;br /&gt;i think i'll make a habit of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like all the blockbusters in baton rouge are going out of business&lt;br /&gt;i was so excited to buy things on sale&lt;br /&gt;so me and aaron roll up at the blockbuster at the corner of state and highland&lt;br /&gt;and the selection sucks.&lt;br /&gt;we spent like almost 30 minutes trying to find something worth buying&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;br /&gt;no wonder they're going out of business.&lt;br /&gt;seriously,&lt;br /&gt;even the SHELVES were on sale.&lt;br /&gt;no joke...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my first college interview today&lt;br /&gt;vanderbilt!!!!&lt;br /&gt;it was fun&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i might get started on my homework&lt;br /&gt;i set an alarm for 7:30 to remind me.&lt;br /&gt;two hours later, i find myself still pressing snooze...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AgH-jWCny9U"&gt;surprise song&lt;/a&gt;. click the link.&lt;br /&gt;i PROMISE you'll love it.&lt;br /&gt;everybody does. &lt;br /&gt;we need more songs like this again...&lt;br /&gt;epic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-5718681026169717051?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5718681026169717051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-am-i-listening-to-today.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/5718681026169717051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/5718681026169717051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-am-i-listening-to-today.html' title='what am i listening to today?'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-743835224298203317</id><published>2009-10-22T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:43:22.618-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='white stripes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jack white'/><title type='text'>"cut of your hair, straighten your curls. your problems lie in your curls..."</title><content type='html'>i got a haircut&lt;br /&gt;no actually i got them all cut&lt;br /&gt;ba dump chhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tornado watch today&lt;br /&gt;mu alpha theta cancelled&lt;br /&gt;thank goodness.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder when i will be able to play my guitar again&lt;br /&gt;without my finger hurting&lt;br /&gt;i really miss going to buchanan.&lt;br /&gt;this is so stupid&lt;br /&gt;i want my old finger back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;word on the street is&lt;br /&gt;graduation is on may 13&lt;br /&gt;which just so happens to be&lt;br /&gt;my 18th birthday&lt;br /&gt;big day, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;december 15 CANNOT come fast enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i had a rewind button on my mouth&lt;br /&gt;or just a do-over button in general&lt;br /&gt;that would be nice...&lt;br /&gt;but i guess that wouldn't be fair&lt;br /&gt;you won't really learn anything if you don't have to deal with the consequences&lt;br /&gt;and i mean it's not that serious or anything right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't wait for pierre to watch my arrested development dvds&lt;br /&gt;i love sharing my love for arrested development.&lt;br /&gt;it happens to be the best. show. ever.&lt;br /&gt;it is like funnier than pee-your-pants funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scarlet letter happens to be one of the most boring books ever written&lt;br /&gt;and i know it's like OHHHH this is BRILLIANT literature&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;but it is NOT.&lt;br /&gt;like yay you know how to use symbolism&lt;br /&gt;good job, hawthorne.&lt;br /&gt;too bad you can't hide your creeper obsession with hester and pearl&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what it would be like if i just drove and drove without using my steering wheel&lt;br /&gt;i want to try it so badly&lt;br /&gt;but i am fully aware that i will run into so many things&lt;br /&gt;that's stopping me&lt;br /&gt;but i just think it'd be really interesting to see where i end up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pz4dVof3mTc&amp;feature=related"&gt;little acorns&lt;/a&gt;" - the white stripes}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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curls...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-1351211774820323902</id><published>2009-10-20T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T18:42:32.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='asa'/><title type='text'>"i'm in chains, you're in chains too..."</title><content type='html'>once again&lt;br /&gt;i find myself&lt;br /&gt;burned out&lt;br /&gt;like a smoldering candle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2yGbKCmXvTM"&gt;jailor&lt;/a&gt;" - asa}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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too...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-8363371489442625736</id><published>2009-10-17T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:43:34.646-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='red hot chili peppers'/><title type='text'>"memories of everything on lemon trees in mercury come to me with remedies from five or six of seven seas..."</title><content type='html'>i was in locket hall yesterday talking to parish before my class started&lt;br /&gt;and all of a sudden, parish decides to tell everyone that i'm still in high school&lt;br /&gt;and i was like, thanks, because i hadn't told &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;anyone &lt;/span&gt;that...&lt;br /&gt;but he still proceeded to tell everyone that i was really really smart&lt;br /&gt;so now once again, i am the goopy smart kid.&lt;br /&gt;great...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59 days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can play my violin now, if i keep a bandaid on my fingertip.&lt;br /&gt;that's good.&lt;br /&gt;two wedding gigs in november!&lt;br /&gt;hells yeah!&lt;br /&gt;$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$&lt;br /&gt;except the only thing that stinks is that&lt;br /&gt;i hate affectionate couples&lt;br /&gt;and i don't think it gets more affectionate and cutesy than on wedding days...&lt;br /&gt;oh well.&lt;br /&gt;money is money.&lt;br /&gt;i need to practice though&lt;br /&gt;i'm scared of dr. pan's wife!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was listening to my by the way album yesterday&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhh its so goooooodddddddddd&lt;br /&gt;its like a blanket of comfort.&lt;br /&gt;i think i might like mars more than jupiter now.&lt;br /&gt;when stadium arcadium first came out, i was like JUPITER IS THE BEST&lt;br /&gt;but after listening to both discs for four years&lt;br /&gt;i like the sound on mars better.&lt;br /&gt;but they're both still incredible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could read people's minds&lt;br /&gt;but then again, i'd feel really violated if someone could read my mind&lt;br /&gt;so i guess not.&lt;br /&gt;but still.&lt;br /&gt;idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate being a scapegoat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ppMZWCriL3I"&gt;on mercury&lt;/a&gt;" - red hot chili peppers}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-8363371489442625736?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8363371489442625736/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-3082707705437545814</id><published>2009-10-14T15:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:29:52.642-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dandy warhols'/><title type='text'>"I'll tell you what, mathematically i'm having it. i want to live on science alone..."</title><content type='html'>ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blushed &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;again&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;how is he able to do that to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=suazwrc2RPU"&gt;scientist&lt;/a&gt;" - the dandy warhols}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-3082707705437545814?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' 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alone...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-5836325823929616617</id><published>2009-10-11T16:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-29T10:43:53.680-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arcade fire'/><title type='text'>"if you still want me, please forgive me. the crown of love has fallen from me..."</title><content type='html'>today my sister marched in dc for LGBT rights&lt;br /&gt;i am super duper proud and jealous of her.&lt;br /&gt;my parents did not feel the same way&lt;br /&gt;they said she should have been studying&lt;br /&gt;and that if this is how she's spending her time&lt;br /&gt;they won't pay for her education anymore.&lt;br /&gt;i know they still will&lt;br /&gt;but i have never been so disappointed in them before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still want to be arcade fire when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or maybe julia stone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my madre made hummus today&lt;br /&gt;its deliciousness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my finger is now crooked.&lt;br /&gt;i am frightened&lt;br /&gt;i am sure that it will be okay though&lt;br /&gt;because i will probably die if i can't play my instruments like i used to.&lt;br /&gt;thats not an exaggeration&lt;br /&gt;my fingers have been itching for my guitar for three days&lt;br /&gt;i tried twice&lt;br /&gt;and it hurt so so so so so so so badly&lt;br /&gt;and all-state results are out.&lt;br /&gt;first violin thank god.&lt;br /&gt;i would be super upset if i wasn't&lt;br /&gt;since i have been freshman, sophomore, and junior year.&lt;br /&gt;it'll be weird though&lt;br /&gt;because none of my really close friends are in it&lt;br /&gt;i really really really wanted nikki to make it.&lt;br /&gt;i would be super surprised if michael dai was my standpartner again.&lt;br /&gt;he's been my standpartner since sophomore year.&lt;br /&gt;but he's really nice.&lt;br /&gt;he lets me use my music&lt;br /&gt;which is way way way way more than i can say for jane zhang&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah.&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could practice my violin.&lt;br /&gt;i really want to learn the principal violin part for winter&lt;br /&gt;its beautiful&lt;br /&gt;vivaldi is one of my favorite composers&lt;br /&gt;he does really interesting things with his melodies.&lt;br /&gt;i like it.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY FINGER BACK NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;high school dances freak me out.&lt;br /&gt;i've only been to one before, my freshman year.&lt;br /&gt;it was not fun.&lt;br /&gt;it's just like dressing up and going to school with loud music.&lt;br /&gt;since i don't really like many of the people at my school&lt;br /&gt;i decided i wouldn't like the dances either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with my lightning bolts a glowing,&lt;br /&gt;i can see where i am going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.my.god&lt;br /&gt;i bought skinny jeans yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;well i ordered them online&lt;br /&gt;don't judge me!&lt;br /&gt;they were on sale at american eagle...&lt;br /&gt;thats no excuse i know&lt;br /&gt;but i was curious..&lt;br /&gt;like an altoid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scarlet letter is really really really hard to read.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if my english teacher would let me get the book on tape...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got this booklet from yale in the mail after i sent in my application.&lt;br /&gt;oh my god.&lt;br /&gt;i have to have to have to go here.&lt;br /&gt;they have a &lt;a href="http://www.yale.edu/rumpus/"&gt;humor tabloid&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;if i get in, i am SO going to write for it.&lt;br /&gt;that is my non-science-related dream!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i am more and more comfortable with myself every day&lt;br /&gt;i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=C5ZenaNpN4g&amp;feature=related"&gt;crown of love&lt;/a&gt;" - arcade fire}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-5836325823929616617?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5836325823929616617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/if-you-still-want-me-please-forgive-me.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/5836325823929616617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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rust..."</title><content type='html'>my finger got crushed in a door yesterday&lt;br /&gt;its pretty gross&lt;br /&gt;the nail is broken and its STILL bleeding and the bruise is blue, purple, and gross.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my finger&lt;br /&gt;its my left middle finger&lt;br /&gt;how am i supposed to play violin, viola, or guitar without my second finger?&lt;br /&gt;its my favorite vibrato finger&lt;br /&gt;i have two concerts next week.&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;it's one of my last concerts as concertmaster for WBRM&lt;br /&gt;i don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your touch is like, electric&lt;br /&gt;and that scares me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't drive because my parents think i can't grip the steering wheel properly and it's dangerous for me to drive like that...&lt;br /&gt;no car this weekend =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't gotten confirmation emails from the colleges to which i've applied (except tulane) and i'm freaking outttt&lt;br /&gt;i have so many essays to write this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;columbus day monday!&lt;br /&gt;no school!&lt;br /&gt;but i still have to go to lsu for class&lt;br /&gt;what a waste. &lt;br /&gt;and for thanksgiving, i have no school&lt;br /&gt;but i still have to go to lsu on monday AND wednesday&lt;br /&gt;unless my professor miraculously cancels class.&lt;br /&gt;i'm too afraid to not show up.&lt;br /&gt;the one class i miss is going to be the pop quiz&lt;br /&gt;i know it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i was going to voodoofest.&lt;br /&gt;the line up is ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;i think i liked the lineup at austin city limits better though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going to be arcade fire when i grow up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DEKC5pyOKFU"&gt;wake up&lt;/a&gt;" - arcade fire}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-8367879044097673065?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8367879044097673065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/were-just-million-little-gods-causing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/8367879044097673065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/8367879044097673065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/were-just-million-little-gods-causing.html' title='&quot;we&apos;re just a million little gods causing rainstorms turning every good thing to 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/&gt;but i still have to do my scholarship applications&lt;br /&gt;so i'm a semifinalist for this $20,000 scholarship&lt;br /&gt;and the final part is like a 140 character tweet or facebook wall post&lt;br /&gt;on why i'm more than a test score&lt;br /&gt;this will be interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fell asleep in my math class on monday&lt;br /&gt;and when i woke up, my professor was glaring at me.&lt;br /&gt;i ALMOST stayed awake the whole time today&lt;br /&gt;and then like, fifteen minutes before class got out, i nodded in and out of sleep for five minutes&lt;br /&gt;so i was awake for the last ten minutes of class&lt;br /&gt;but i feel like my professor doesn't appreciate that&lt;br /&gt;i try SO HARD to stay awake in his class&lt;br /&gt;he has no idea how hard he makes it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=58IM48-EU9E"&gt;can't stop feeling&lt;/a&gt;" - franz ferdinand"}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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floor...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-5378738351982615525</id><published>2009-10-05T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:47:07.461-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='katy perry'/><title type='text'>"you're hot then you're cold, you're yes then you're no..."</title><content type='html'>oh god&lt;br /&gt;i cannot believe a katy perry song applies to my life&lt;br /&gt;how sad is that?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to decide to which colleges i'm applying.&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;before my teachers mail off recommendations &lt;br /&gt;asdlasdlkasdjasldlkasda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sick.&lt;br /&gt;i hate being sick&lt;br /&gt;i end up feeling like a baby&lt;br /&gt;and all i want to do is curl up with my mommy and make her make me feel better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X75mry1LcFg"&gt;hot n cold&lt;/a&gt;" - katy perry}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-5378738351982615525?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5378738351982615525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/youre-hot-then-youre-cold-youre-yes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/5378738351982615525'/><link rel='self' 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blushed.&lt;br /&gt;i never blush.&lt;br /&gt;thats just not me&lt;br /&gt;but i could feel my face turning red red red.&lt;br /&gt;he is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xtaxpCCKFy0"&gt;blush&lt;/a&gt;" - raveonettes}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-4498626712719229086?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4498626712719229086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-blushed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/4498626712719229086'/><link rel='self' 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soundtrack to my life&lt;br /&gt;it just sounds really badass.&lt;br /&gt;it was on the watchmen soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;i read the first 8 chapters. &lt;br /&gt;it was really  good&lt;br /&gt;but then it was overdue at the library&lt;br /&gt;so i never finished it&lt;br /&gt;i didn't see the movie either&lt;br /&gt;apparently, they changed the end?&lt;br /&gt;but fred says that the end is the best best best part of the book&lt;br /&gt;so that kind of sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's the college fair!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been on a field trip in such a long time&lt;br /&gt;i think thats like the only thing i'll miss about high school&lt;br /&gt;and i have fall holiday from lsu this week&lt;br /&gt;but i STILL HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL&lt;br /&gt;and then during thanksgiving when i get the whole week off school&lt;br /&gt;I STILL HAVE CLASS&lt;br /&gt;oh that's so not fair!&lt;br /&gt;asdjasdhkajsdhasdkjsa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i beasted my math exam&lt;br /&gt;i got a perfect&lt;br /&gt;oh i'm so relieved&lt;br /&gt;but it's weird because when i was trying to help brian with his calc 1&lt;br /&gt;i was trying to think in three dimensions and i kept messing myself up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M2rC0ze6LGQ"&gt;the beginning is the end is the beginning&lt;/a&gt;" - smashing pumpkins}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-6479514985259325385?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6479514985259325385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/09/send-heartbeat-to-void-that-cries.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>"i'll stay home forever where two and two always makes a five..."</title><content type='html'>i'm studying for my math test right now.&lt;br /&gt;oh my goodness.&lt;br /&gt;i'm nervous. this is actually my first LSU non-multiple choice test.&lt;br /&gt;if i don't get an A i will cry myself to death.&lt;br /&gt;i've done every practice question that i can.&lt;br /&gt;well, the odd numbered ones.&lt;br /&gt;i may as well try to do the even numbered ones now i guess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways,&lt;br /&gt;i'm making my portfolio for student of the year&lt;br /&gt;and it freaks me out to see me like summarized by what fits in the binder.&lt;br /&gt;its weird.&lt;br /&gt;scholarship applications time&lt;br /&gt;woo hooooooo&lt;br /&gt;essays essays essays.&lt;br /&gt;"relecting on your life experiences or those of others, explore how family influences the development of leadership in individuals."&lt;br /&gt;in 300 words or less?&lt;br /&gt;i don't think so bub.&lt;br /&gt;i can barely get my into + conclusion to fit in 300 words or less.&lt;br /&gt;how am i supposed to "explore" anything with like a 2 and a half paragraph limit!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister joined a vegetarian co-op&lt;br /&gt;it makes me hungry when she tells me about all the food they eat&lt;br /&gt;i eat the same thing every week&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know what to do. &lt;br /&gt;i'm getting so tired of eating&lt;br /&gt;how lame is that?&lt;br /&gt;food is like one of my favorite things!&lt;br /&gt;but i can't afford to eat out all the time anymore&lt;br /&gt;so i'm stuck with my rice rasam and vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;greattttttt&lt;br /&gt;i've become the stereotypical indian&lt;br /&gt;i stay home from the puja's at the temple studying/writing papers&lt;br /&gt;and i show up RIGHT when they serve dinner&lt;br /&gt;and i eat eat eat my mattar paneer and naan and gulab jamun&lt;br /&gt;and i go home.&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it works for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lstDdzedgcE"&gt;2+2=5&lt;/a&gt;" - radiohead}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-7372952354471764787?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7372952354471764787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/09/ill-stay-home-forever-where-two-and-two.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/7372952354471764787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/7372952354471764787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/09/ill-stay-home-forever-where-two-and-two.html' title='&quot;i&apos;ll stay home forever where two and two always makes a five...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-6503591102302347017</id><published>2009-09-19T14:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:47:37.364-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radiohead'/><title type='text'>"the infrastructure will collapse.... forget about your house of cards..."</title><content type='html'>your ideas about people are like a house of cards&lt;br /&gt;everything you know about them or you think you know about them&lt;br /&gt;is based off whatever is at the foundation&lt;br /&gt;when they pull a card out from down there&lt;br /&gt;the whole structure comes crashing down&lt;br /&gt;you have no clue how to go about rebuilding it&lt;br /&gt;what do you do with that pile of cards?&lt;br /&gt;right now, i'm just sitting in a big heap of them.&lt;br /&gt;waiting for direction.&lt;br /&gt;oh dear god.&lt;br /&gt;i'm lost in the shattered remnants of who i thought they were.&lt;br /&gt;yeah &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;that's&lt;/span&gt; exactly where i wanted to be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sarcasm, just in case you couldn't tell...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8nTFjVm9sTQ"&gt;house of cards&lt;/a&gt;" - radiohead}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-6503591102302347017?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-3810262767770635433</id><published>2009-09-18T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:47:54.015-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nine inch nails'/><title type='text'>"you let me penetrate you. you let me complicate you..."</title><content type='html'>my 100th blog post!&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i love the new zune software.&lt;br /&gt;my favorite is the smart dj&lt;br /&gt;exploring my music collection is &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i have so much random music&lt;br /&gt;its crazyyyy&lt;br /&gt;i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fingers hurt a lot.&lt;br /&gt;i have all state auditions tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;today, frazier was like, "what would you do if you didn't make it?"&lt;br /&gt;and i realized how pissed i would be if i didn't make first violin.&lt;br /&gt;because i have since 9th grade, and to not do it my senior year i'd be so angry.&lt;br /&gt;like, i didn't realize how much i took it for granted.&lt;br /&gt;like, they select like 25 first violins out of all the violinists who audition in the state.&lt;br /&gt;i kind of wish i was auditioning for viola.&lt;br /&gt;i've never played viola in a full orchestra before, and i think it would be amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i need to finish my essay on the crucible.&lt;br /&gt;and national merit&lt;br /&gt;ohhh by the way&lt;br /&gt;so i googled myself to see like, what would happen&lt;br /&gt;and apparently they had this nbc33 &lt;a href="http://www.nbc33tv.com/news/ebr-students-top-state-with-national-merit-semi-finalists"&gt;news article&lt;/a&gt; about like, all the students in ebr parish who got national merit.&lt;br /&gt;and they revealed my ACT score AND said i won the 2008 Siemens Award for Advanced Placement. I won it for 2009, and i kind of want to say something about that to them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cVgBuwM9zcQ"&gt;closer&lt;/a&gt;" - nine inch nails}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-3810262767770635433?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/3810262767770635433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/09/you-let-me-penetrate-you-you-let-me_18.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/3810262767770635433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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stretching myself really thin trying to please everybody&lt;br /&gt;if i were to please myself,&lt;br /&gt;i would throw my phone across my room&lt;br /&gt;hoping that it shatters&lt;br /&gt;and go about my business and not listen to anybody else right now.&lt;br /&gt;but noooooo&lt;br /&gt;i won't do that&lt;br /&gt;instead, i'll agree to meet 3 different people for lunch this week&lt;br /&gt;and tutor 2 more people when i don't really have the time...&lt;br /&gt;and on top of that i'll practice my butt off for an audition that may or may not even matter&lt;br /&gt;and i'll try to think of something to write my college application essays about.&lt;br /&gt;i'm way too afraid to check my facebook&lt;br /&gt;there's always so many messages to which i need to reply&lt;br /&gt;i get overwhelmed and ignore them for a while.&lt;br /&gt;which is what i think i'll do right now&lt;br /&gt;and then i have to watch two french movies within the week...&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;i wish life would just wait and let me catch up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hMGzxfumjzA"&gt;gonna fly now&lt;/a&gt;" - the rocky theme song}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-241580984724653991?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/241580984724653991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/09/getting-strong-now-it-wont-be-long-now.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/241580984724653991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/241580984724653991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/09/getting-strong-now-it-wont-be-long-now.html' title='&quot;getting strong now, it won&apos;t be long now...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-5410006830506713445</id><published>2009-08-30T16:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:48:13.734-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cobra starship'/><title type='text'>"you're a hot mess and i'm loving it, hell yes..."</title><content type='html'>wow! cobra starship is catchy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sooo i have this huge mountain of laundry that i need to put up&lt;br /&gt;i just got finished hanging up my jeans and hoodies and i'm exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you know that lawrence welk once fired someone from his show on the air?&lt;br /&gt;because she crossed her legs while sitting on a desk...&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it was 1959, but wow.&lt;br /&gt;he said he didn't tolerate any of that "cheesecake" on his show.&lt;br /&gt;and he would rely on his fanmail to decide which acts to keep and which acts to phase out.&lt;br /&gt;i always thought lawrence welk was like, this holy persona to be revered.&lt;br /&gt;but now i'm just freaked out about the dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learned how to play the accordion this week.&lt;br /&gt;that has got to be one of the most fun instruments EVER.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like by the time i master all of my random instruments,&lt;br /&gt;i'll be a one woman arcade fire.&lt;br /&gt;but that is so okay with me.&lt;br /&gt;playing music with other people is more fun though.&lt;br /&gt;the only person who probably shares my odd musical taste&lt;br /&gt;is amberr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;i have to see it might get loud.&lt;br /&gt;that will probably become my favorite movie ever&lt;br /&gt;even though i'm not a huge u2 fan, but the edge is pretty much a legend.&lt;br /&gt;not to mention jimmy page. and jack white.&lt;br /&gt;jack white is one of my favorite people ever.&lt;br /&gt;i do believe he is my musical idol&lt;br /&gt;idk if i've said that before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really really need to think of something to say for my college apps.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like such a bum sitting here&lt;br /&gt;not knowing what to say at all.&lt;br /&gt;i'm not like a boring person or anything,&lt;br /&gt;and i care about things&lt;br /&gt;but i don't know how to write about those things cohesively.&lt;br /&gt;you know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we got the side-view mirror fixed&lt;br /&gt;it was like 330 dollars&lt;br /&gt;i feel so bad&lt;br /&gt;and now i'm afriad of reversing...&lt;br /&gt;mr hood calls it "accident gear"&lt;br /&gt;which is so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to laundry.&lt;br /&gt;and then to the drawing board.&lt;br /&gt;i need to get this done.&lt;br /&gt;now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N1NkLre1qIc"&gt;hot mess&lt;/a&gt;" - cobra starship}}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHASE&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE YOU!&lt;br /&gt;YOU ARE MY BEST FRIEND EVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-5410006830506713445?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5410006830506713445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-155063326372009747</id><published>2009-08-25T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:48:29.186-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='angus and julia stone'/><title type='text'>"i bit my tongue in the arc of conversation..."</title><content type='html'>so while i'm waiting for chase to look over my essay&lt;br /&gt;i'm in danger of falling asleep at any moment,&lt;br /&gt;so i think i'll blog to keep myself awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new jersey was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i didn't think i was going to be able to interact with so many incredible people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate dinner with dr. martin chalfie one day&lt;br /&gt;he won the nobel prize in chemistry for his work with green fluorescent protein.&lt;br /&gt;that shit is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;fascinating&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;like, how you can illuminate all the nerve cells in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;c. elegans&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;he says the best part about winning the nobel prize&lt;br /&gt;is that they throw one hell of a party&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the other day i ate lunch with &lt;a href="http://www.ginnyruffner.com/"&gt;ginny ruffner&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;she's probably one of the most inspiring people i've ever met.&lt;br /&gt;she is this amazing glass artist (she works with lots of other mediums too)&lt;br /&gt;and she's left handed.&lt;br /&gt;well in 1992, she got in the awful car accident and was in a coma for months or something&lt;br /&gt;when she woke up, the left side of her body was paralyzed, and all she could do was move one of her fingers.&lt;br /&gt;now she taught herself to be right handed, and her work is still spectacular, if not MORE amazing.&lt;br /&gt;and she is pretty much one of the funniest. people. ever.&lt;br /&gt;she is my new role model. her book, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Imagination-Cycle-Ginny-Ruffner/dp/1605308048"&gt;the imagination cycle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;billy collins is my new favorite poet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/litany/"&gt;litany&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://susanisaacs.blogspot.com/2009/03/billy-collins-on-omg.html"&gt;oh my god&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://soysurfer10.blogspot.com/2009/08/hangover-if-i-were-crowned-emperor-this.html"&gt;hangover&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the way his perfectly monotonous voice enhances the sarcasm&lt;br /&gt;it's beautiful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/url?sa=t&amp;amp;source=web&amp;amp;ct=res&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.christojeanneclaude.net%2F&amp;amp;ei=ZZGUSu6OIInWNbL55fkH&amp;amp;rct=j&amp;amp;q=jeanne+claude+and+christo&amp;amp;usg=AFQjCNFRszCLa3oE5XuRWFyK7hjnqCQ7xg&amp;amp;sig2=X8Hf9CqhNDdUUFANfxEK_g"&gt;christo and jeanne claude&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are freaking geniuses.&lt;br /&gt;i love the way their art is juxtaposed so well with its setting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of juxtaposing,&lt;br /&gt;dale chihuly's glass blowing?&lt;br /&gt;BREATHTAKING...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bellewood-gardens.com/NYBG_Sept2006_Chihuly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 545px; height: 600px;" src="http://www.bellewood-gardens.com/NYBG_Sept2006_Chihuly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Devika/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Devika/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he has got to be the coolest. guy. ever.&lt;br /&gt;they gave us an autographed copy of his book, fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.thephil.org/museum_store/museuminventory/itemphotos/20081114163110full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 325px; height: 422px;" src="http://www.thephil.org/museum_store/museuminventory/itemphotos/20081114163110full.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is pretty much one of the most intricate, most beautiful books EVER.&lt;br /&gt;i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anywaysssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dr. luis von ahn,&lt;br /&gt;who INVENTED the captcha&lt;br /&gt;{the annoying blurry words you have to type in sometimes?}&lt;br /&gt;is HILARIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;that dude is beasttttt.&lt;br /&gt;i love how he decided to take his captcha&lt;br /&gt;and then make it like, for a good cause to digitze books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okayyyy i'm getting really sleepy so i'll have to finish this laterrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VEZ-m61dBKY"&gt;just a boy&lt;/a&gt;" - angus and julia stone}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-155063326372009747?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/155063326372009747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-while-im-waiting-for-chase-to-look.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>"all my bags are packed, i'm ready to go..."</title><content type='html'>i leave tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;i am so ridiculously excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; really good&lt;/span&gt; day today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddddd&lt;br /&gt;i am running for the freshman class president,&lt;br /&gt;with bj running as vp&lt;br /&gt;we are going to tear it uppppp&lt;br /&gt;[[if we win]]&lt;br /&gt;i'm already working on our campaign...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i must write an essay.&lt;br /&gt;the sun also rises&lt;br /&gt;but it waits for nobody....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f4hsC0nRvZM"&gt;leaving, on a jet plane&lt;/a&gt;" - john denver}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-2594077008896340924?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-7537493768175134330</id><published>2009-08-17T18:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:49:27.096-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='{{no song}}'/><title type='text'>i. hate. you.</title><content type='html'>and the pathetic part is?&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much&lt;br /&gt;i want to hate you&lt;br /&gt;need to hate you,&lt;br /&gt;i can't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karma's a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;and quite frankly, you deserve everything that you got.&lt;br /&gt;you have no idea how bad you've made me feel&lt;br /&gt;and i can't put it into words right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate how i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;laughed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;laughed&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;when he told me&lt;br /&gt;i knew that if i didn't laugh&lt;br /&gt;i was going to start crying and i wouldn't be able to stop.&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh i was so totally right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why why why why why am i so upset though????&lt;br /&gt;i'm not surprised. it's not like i couldn't tell.&lt;br /&gt;it's not like anyone didn't know.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to believe you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-7537493768175134330?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/7537493768175134330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-hate-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link 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looking in..."</title><content type='html'>people watching is fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;the things people do when they think nobody's looking are ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;it's like when you're a kid playing peek-a-boo&lt;br /&gt;if you can't see it, you can't really tell if its there&lt;br /&gt;so you figure that it's not&lt;br /&gt;thats how i think sometimes, too, when i'm hiding from dr. pan&lt;br /&gt;if i can't see him, he shouldn't be able to see me&lt;br /&gt;even if my booksack is sticking out from behind the t-building&lt;br /&gt;or you can see my legs under my guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there is absolutely NOTHING to do in baton rouge&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to think of something to do tomorrow with my friend&lt;br /&gt;and all we came up with was like, watch a movie&lt;br /&gt;eat&lt;br /&gt;shop&lt;br /&gt;thats IT.&lt;br /&gt;like, i seriously can't think of ANYTHING to do and i don't even want to do anything anymore&lt;br /&gt;because i'm so frustrated with the lack of culture in br.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writer's block is almost more insufferable than faulkner's writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r70UpNT_ZUc"&gt;outside&lt;/a&gt;" - staind}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-6907862481426820640?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6907862481426820640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-on-outside-and-im-looking-in.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/6907862481426820640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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think i'm weird just because i don't have a boyfriend?&lt;br /&gt;commitment freaks me out.&lt;br /&gt;because i don't hook up randomly?&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry that i have morals and self respect...&lt;br /&gt;because i don't "party" the way they do?&lt;br /&gt;i need my brain cells and quite frankly, it's not fun...&lt;br /&gt;because i'm not exactly like them?&lt;br /&gt;i'm my own person. and i hate feeling like i'm being punished because of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NgrRRNwj7mU"&gt;we used to be friends&lt;/a&gt;" - the dandy warhols}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-2617658148149773680?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-4934271506927612549</id><published>2009-08-07T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:50:02.351-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grease'/><title type='text'>"i gotta go back, back, back to school again..."</title><content type='html'>mckinley is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;mess&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;today, tam and i went on a scavenger hunt to find our strings class&lt;br /&gt;it was so ridiculous&lt;br /&gt;i felt like such a freshman, repeatedly looking at my schedule trying to find the right room&lt;br /&gt;{they put us in the AUTO TECH room on accident, and nikki said she was in C210, but when we looked for the t-building, it didn't exist! there was a 208 and a 212 but no 210}&lt;br /&gt;and the desks in my french class are COVERED in mold&lt;br /&gt;and there was no soap in the bathroom&lt;br /&gt;but fortunately i ran into someone with hand sanitizer so i felt like i could actually touch something without contaminating it with all the mold spores i contracted.&lt;br /&gt;like, seriously,&lt;br /&gt;the desk was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;fuzzy&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm actually looking forward to my other 3 classes though {world history ap, computer science ii ap, and english iii ap}&lt;br /&gt;i think i may ask my english teacher if we can have class during first lunch and get out at noon instead of taking lunch and then getting out at 12:30. i was SO looking forward to not having to worry about lunch this year.&lt;br /&gt;its quite hard to find the perfect lunch buddy&lt;br /&gt;and when you do find one,&lt;br /&gt;they end up NOT being at your school the next year, NOT being on the same lunch shift the next year, or GRADUATING...&lt;br /&gt;YOU know who i'm talking to... =(&lt;br /&gt;but me and torian do alright.&lt;br /&gt;our game is so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;especially on the first day of school,&lt;br /&gt;where you can tell who's trying really hard, who's not&lt;br /&gt;who desperately want to fit in which clique&lt;br /&gt;and really?&lt;br /&gt;matching outfits are SO elementary/middle school&lt;br /&gt;it was so much fun to shop together for the same outfit when we were 9 years old....&lt;br /&gt;high school? its pushing it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better go work on my college apps.&lt;br /&gt;these essays are killing meeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LdUre8V_UDs"&gt;back to school again&lt;/a&gt;" - four tops, on grease 2 soundtrack}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-4934271506927612549?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-6268599332368486373</id><published>2009-08-02T07:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:50:20.969-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='incubus'/><title type='text'>"i should be the one behind the wheel..."</title><content type='html'>i got my license last week!&lt;br /&gt;finally.&lt;br /&gt;i feel a lot more confident about my driving ability now.&lt;br /&gt;sita aunty gave me a remote controlled car&lt;br /&gt;and i joked and said that was probably the only car my parents will let me drive now.&lt;br /&gt;but i wasn't really joking. it's true.&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;i am scheduling everything for next year, and i am ridiculously excited.&lt;br /&gt;i kind of just want my sister to go back though, because she has decided to "work" downtown this summer, and i'm happy she finally found somewhere that she likes, but really? it's so inconvenient for us all to share 2 vehicles, especially when school starts.&lt;br /&gt;and she has doctor's appointments all over the place, so she's like I NEED THE CAR&lt;br /&gt;and we are now at her mercy.&lt;br /&gt;great....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we went to the temple, and we had a ganesh puja,&lt;br /&gt;o remover of obstacles, please get me into my top choice college(s)&lt;br /&gt;that was my mantra.&lt;br /&gt;today is an auspicious day (we called my grandmother to check) so i am officially signing up for the common app today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure if competition is good for me or not.&lt;br /&gt;on one hand, it drives me to be the best.&lt;br /&gt;but then i get really hard on myself, unnecessarily.&lt;br /&gt;like, for example.&lt;br /&gt;this summer, i took physics at lsu.&lt;br /&gt;and i got a perfect on almost everything. i lost one point on a homework assignment, but i did all the bonus so i still  had over a perfect. i got a perfect on the first two exams, and i got a 96 on my final. i had like, a 99.6 in the class. and i should have been happy right? but moodle shows your ranking, so i was crushed that i went from 1 to 2 to 3 in the last 3 weeks of class. and now i'm not even satisfied with my A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well school starts on friday.&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;goodbye summer, thou art fleeting and heartless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7zN9vd9WUiA"&gt;drive&lt;/a&gt;" - incubus}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-6268599332368486373?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-5434334844754590869</id><published>2009-07-22T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:50:30.095-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john denver'/><title type='text'>"country roads, take me home to the place i belong..."</title><content type='html'>i'm reading the poisonwood bible.&lt;br /&gt;once you get into it,&lt;br /&gt;it's an amazing book.&lt;br /&gt;i love the way she captures the mind of each character.&lt;br /&gt;i see so much of myself in ruth may, the youngest daughter.&lt;br /&gt;i feel like when i'm reading her parts of the book, i'm reading my thoughts, had i been forced to move to congo in the 1960s for a missionary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fingers are itching itching itching&lt;br /&gt;well, i should probably pick up my violin again.&lt;br /&gt;summer's almost over&lt;br /&gt;it has been rolling along, and i feel like an apple bobbing about in it.&lt;br /&gt;and the river's about to deposit me at the bank, where the school year will lift me up and carry me along, and in less than 300 days, it will deposit me at the stage in southern university, where i will receive my diploma.&lt;br /&gt;oh goodness, i cannot wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today we went to chelsea's for our lab lunch&lt;br /&gt;more than half of us ordered the grilled cheese!&lt;br /&gt;that, my friend, is a magnificent sandwich.&lt;br /&gt;but there's all sorts of other things i really want to try there&lt;br /&gt;but the grilled cheese wins me over every time, what can i say?&lt;br /&gt;i'm a sucker for six cheeses melted on a foccacia.&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oN86d0CdgHQ"&gt;country roads&lt;/a&gt;" - john denver}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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belong...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-4253480158022155132</id><published>2009-07-17T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:50:38.602-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sesame street'/><title type='text'>"don't worry that it's not good enough for anyone else to hear, just sing- sing a song."</title><content type='html'>tomorrow is....&lt;br /&gt;devika and amber's spectacular sing along!&lt;br /&gt;i am super excited; i love singing children's songs.&lt;br /&gt;they're actually a lot harder than i expected, because some of them have some ridiculous chord progressions going on.&lt;br /&gt;my favorite favorite song is "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xWpSp_glqgk&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;on top of spaghetti&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;when i was in first grade, we had a huge picture book with the lyrics in it&lt;br /&gt;and i would read it every day, and sing the song all the time&lt;br /&gt;my parents could not get me to stop singing it.&lt;br /&gt;i want a banjo.&lt;br /&gt;ohmygoodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ev9P79uSu8M"&gt;sing&lt;/a&gt;" - my favorite are the sesame street versions}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-4253480158022155132?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4253480158022155132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-7824892027016431710</id><published>2009-07-15T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:51:05.991-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bad religion'/><title type='text'>"Introverted, i look to tomorrow for salvation ... and a wave of overwhelming doubt turns me to stone...</title><content type='html'>i probably should just make this post private&lt;br /&gt;but i don't even really care who reads this,&lt;br /&gt;why bother?&lt;br /&gt;i wish there was something i could do to make myself stop crying.&lt;br /&gt;its been hours now, and i still can't see anything except fuzzy drops falling from the corners of my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;my whole self just hurts.&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;today i realized i'm turning into the person that i have spent my whole life trying not to be.&lt;br /&gt;all my efforts to stop that have either proven to be useless, or have aided my transformation in that direction.&lt;br /&gt;i can feel the wall building around me and i just want to tear it down but i can't.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fists are clenched, but they're frozen. i'm frozen. stagnant. static.&lt;br /&gt;you know how when you see a neon sign, and one of the lights is flickering? you can tell something's supposed to be there, but you're not entirely sure what. thats me.&lt;br /&gt;i just snapped today.&lt;br /&gt;and if i didn't have an unreasonable amount of physics to do right now&lt;br /&gt;i would run run run away. because i've lost lost lost my mind.&lt;br /&gt;but where would i run to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L4BifgqnXEo&amp;amp;feature=PlayList&amp;amp;p=BAAEA3BA3CDAD1AD&amp;amp;playnext=1&amp;amp;playnext_from=PL&amp;amp;index=33"&gt;struck a nerve&lt;/a&gt;" - bad religion}&lt;div 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tomorrow for salvation ... and a wave of overwhelming doubt turns me to stone...'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-5764241230426398121</id><published>2009-07-04T11:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:51:11.866-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jackson five'/><title type='text'>"oh, baby give me one more chance..."</title><content type='html'>i just published a bunch of draft posts that i never got to finish writing on my blog&lt;br /&gt;i figured if i had something to say, i might as well publish it&lt;br /&gt;and it had the time stamp from when i had written it, so it just fits back in&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i wish you could do that with life&lt;br /&gt;like, if you think about doing something&lt;br /&gt;but then you don't&lt;br /&gt;maybe later, you could go and have done it at that time&lt;br /&gt;and then see the path your life would have gone with that action in its place&lt;br /&gt;is that weird?&lt;br /&gt;idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching the jackson story on vh1 with my sister.&lt;br /&gt;i freak out every time i think their dad is going to beat them&lt;br /&gt;i am freaking out a lot.&lt;br /&gt;dude he was such a talented kid.&lt;br /&gt;i wonder what he would have done if he didn't have vitiglio&lt;br /&gt;if that would have stopped or slowed down his eccentricity?&lt;br /&gt;i feel bad because his personal life really really overshadowed his talent.&lt;br /&gt;and that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sVSYJXpD2_E"&gt;i want you back&lt;/a&gt;" - jackson 5}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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chance...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-4116431050561279554</id><published>2009-06-29T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:51:19.798-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='franz ferdinand'/><title type='text'>"bite hard; it's a broken smile that's breaking their hearts and breaking their minds..."</title><content type='html'>so i had been going to the same dentist since i was two years old.&lt;br /&gt;he was probably one of the few constants in my life,&lt;br /&gt;i saw him twice a year. for fifteen years.&lt;br /&gt;and today i went to a different dentist&lt;br /&gt;because my parents decided it was time.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;now i have to get my wisdom teeth taken out.&lt;br /&gt;if i don't get them out this summer&lt;br /&gt;it will have to be next summer.&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry&lt;br /&gt;i don't see myself swollen up like a chipmunk&lt;br /&gt;whacked out on crazy meds&lt;br /&gt;to numb the throbbing pain going on in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;can't i just keep my teeth there?&lt;br /&gt;please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vHh0r-1L9eI"&gt;bite hard&lt;/a&gt;" - franz ferdinand}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-4116431050561279554?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/4116431050561279554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/06/bite-hard-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/4116431050561279554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/4116431050561279554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/06/bite-hard-its.html' title='&quot;bite hard; it&apos;s a broken smile that&apos;s breaking their hearts and breaking their minds...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-8972706941668470322</id><published>2009-06-25T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:31:25.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='michael jackson'/><title type='text'>"suzy's got your number, suzy's got your style..."</title><content type='html'>thats how i thought "blood on a dance floor went"&lt;br /&gt;when i was about 8 years old.&lt;br /&gt;i was pretty close though&lt;br /&gt;its "suzy's got your number, and suzy ain't your friend."&lt;br /&gt;not too shabby, huh?&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my 5 favorite michael jackson songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eZ0j0PbNA5g"&gt;blood on the dance floor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g-CcqOe9WWU"&gt;give in to me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ex30DYwQlHU"&gt;smooth criminal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ACPsfcsg4ZE"&gt;bad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YXjLq5rFYwU"&gt;say say say&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye, michael jackson.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-8972706941668470322?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/8972706941668470322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/06/suzys-got-your-number-suzys-got-your.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7995046308539548933/posts/default/8972706941668470322'/><link 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for..."</title><content type='html'>ohmygod.&lt;br /&gt;yesterday at work,&lt;br /&gt;i was pouring liquid nitrogen&lt;br /&gt;and i was kneeling&lt;br /&gt;so when it overflowed&lt;br /&gt;my knees got BURNED.&lt;br /&gt;oh dear god.&lt;br /&gt;i have never been sunburned,&lt;br /&gt;but now i know how badly it hurts&lt;br /&gt;and now my motion is limited to not or barely bending my knees.&lt;br /&gt;that sucks.&lt;br /&gt;i'm pretty sure bendable knees were a survival trait that enabled humans to survive as a species, and now i am missing out on that. so i feel like the short giraffe that will not pass on traits to the next generation if you know what i mean...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had my first physics exam today&lt;br /&gt;i studied wayyyy too hard&lt;br /&gt;i finished it in about 10 minutes&lt;br /&gt;and i didn't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;so i quadruple checked, quintuple checked my answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, i was listening to klsu&lt;br /&gt;and i heard this song by &lt;a href="http://www.theraconteurs.com/"&gt;the raconteurs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was like, oh jack white why have i not listened to you in a while?&lt;br /&gt;he, my friend, is one of my musical idols.&lt;br /&gt;he sure has a way with the guitar. bass. mandolin. and banjo. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;luckyyyy&lt;br /&gt;i want a banjo so badly its crazy.&lt;br /&gt;my fingers itch.&lt;br /&gt;i probably need to take my guitar back out too&lt;br /&gt;im just too scared to do anything anymore&lt;br /&gt;in case it scratches my floor&lt;br /&gt;sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rn1UblMBVi0"&gt;burning up&lt;/a&gt;" - ladytron}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-4412978345149137965?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-2049243000360424302</id><published>2009-06-20T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:51:45.953-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tv on the radio'/><title type='text'>"grey cascades in foregin waves wash the day away..."</title><content type='html'>i have my first physics exam on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;its not hard, but i just hope i finish it in time&lt;br /&gt;20 questions in one hour!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;like seriously, it takes me hours and hours to do the homework each week&lt;br /&gt;oh god, speaking of which,&lt;br /&gt;i better get started on next weeks homework.&lt;br /&gt;and study for the exam.&lt;br /&gt;bleh. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my first paycheck ever yesterday&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing.&lt;br /&gt;i have worked so hard, for so long&lt;br /&gt;and i feel like numbers on a bank statement don't really mean anything to me&lt;br /&gt;it doesn't mean half as much as my actual work.&lt;br /&gt;i just like going to the lab&lt;br /&gt;i think the feeling of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;belonging &lt;/span&gt;there is more than enough compensation.&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not complaining. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to perkins rowe today.&lt;br /&gt;i bought a cardigan/sweater thing.&lt;br /&gt;there was so much amazing stuff on sale&lt;br /&gt;except if you look at the washing instructions, it's all&lt;br /&gt;hand wash only&lt;br /&gt;dry clean only&lt;br /&gt;no tumble dry&lt;br /&gt;hang outside to dry&lt;br /&gt;well, when i'm in college, i will have neither the time nor place to hand wash and hang up my clothes&lt;br /&gt;so i've been seriously thinking about  that when i buy clothes now.&lt;br /&gt;there was this amazing top with the cutest pockets&lt;br /&gt;but nope. i put it back on the rack. i'm actually really proud of myself.&lt;br /&gt;i'm trying to not be an impulsive shopper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. well. i have to go learn everything there is to know about vectors and then some.&lt;br /&gt;yayyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;(oh, sarcasm is no fun in typing. you can't hear my words dripping with sarcasm, or my cynicism-laden speech. )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nl7BLv2WO0I"&gt;wash the day&lt;/a&gt;" - tv on the radio}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-2049243000360424302?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/2049243000360424302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/06/grey-cascades-in-foregin-waves-wash-day.html#comment-form' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-1787690437088447552</id><published>2009-06-15T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T19:32:47.252-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peter bjorn and john'/><title type='text'>"..."</title><content type='html'>i can't believe i'm applying to colleges like, in the coming months.&lt;br /&gt;i'm floating ideas for essays right now&lt;br /&gt;trying to find a good stream through which the ideas flow freely yet cohesively&lt;br /&gt;i almost want to write an essay about writing an essay&lt;br /&gt;and shape it through my personal sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;because well, really, it would be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"writer's block" - peter bjorn and john}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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title='&quot;...&quot;'/><author><name>devikaaaa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02029141870078589558</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-5562433570984339002</id><published>2009-06-14T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:52:08.737-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='john lennon'/><title type='text'>"a working class hero is something to be..."</title><content type='html'>i. love. my. job.&lt;br /&gt;its perfect for me.&lt;br /&gt;as soon as i get out of class, i walk across the street&lt;br /&gt;and i walk up the stairs&lt;br /&gt;{i know, i know, i'm allergic to exercise, but the elevator is NEVER there}&lt;br /&gt;and i walk into the lab&lt;br /&gt;put my bag down&lt;br /&gt;put my very own lab coat on&lt;br /&gt;{the number of pockets it has is RIDICULOUS!}&lt;br /&gt;and put on some gloves&lt;br /&gt;{the purple nitrile ones are awesome, because they don't have latex, so they don't stink. and they're a little sturdier}&lt;br /&gt;and get started on my agarose gel.&lt;br /&gt;i finish loading it by lunchtime,&lt;br /&gt;and i take 45 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;come back, and i wash the dishes/load the autoclave&lt;br /&gt;as my gel finishes running.&lt;br /&gt;then i take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;it looks awesome under the uv light&lt;br /&gt;the ethidium bromide stains it, so you can see it.&lt;br /&gt;pretty gangster.&lt;br /&gt;then i sort samples/wash dishes/make ant food for 1-2 hours&lt;br /&gt;and go home.&lt;br /&gt;idk if it sounds lame&lt;br /&gt;but i love it.&lt;br /&gt;we're testing the social form of the ant colonies&lt;br /&gt;{i think its st gabriels ants}&lt;br /&gt;to see if they're monogyne or polygyne.&lt;br /&gt;so far, they've been monogyne&lt;br /&gt;but if we actually did find a polygyne colony&lt;br /&gt;it would be beyond ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;it would be ree-donk-u-lous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, i accidentally ate my dad's cooking&lt;br /&gt;and if you knew what my dad's cooking was, you'd realize why i immediately started crying&lt;br /&gt;it was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terrible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and it actually didn't taste that bad&lt;br /&gt;it was my psychological hang-up&lt;br /&gt;i could not bring myself to eat it.&lt;br /&gt;it's just like,&lt;br /&gt;i've been making fun of his food for YEARS&lt;br /&gt;well, we all have.&lt;br /&gt;{me, my mom, my sister}&lt;br /&gt;more like his culinary experiments&lt;br /&gt;and i was really hungry today&lt;br /&gt;so i just ate whatever was on the stove&lt;br /&gt;oh it was awful.&lt;br /&gt;i cried and cried and cried.&lt;br /&gt;and it made me realize how i feel when i cry&lt;br /&gt;it brings me back to when i was about five years old&lt;br /&gt;and i can feel my face scrunching up and my eyes reddening as the tears fall&lt;br /&gt;there's this picture i found the other day of me crying&lt;br /&gt;when i was like, 5.&lt;br /&gt;i should scan it and post it here.&lt;br /&gt;because it exemplifies that feeling.&lt;br /&gt;and i don't really cry that much.&lt;br /&gt;its just the most random things that set me off&lt;br /&gt;for the most ridiculous reasons.&lt;br /&gt;idk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been getting used to my routine&lt;br /&gt;and i mean, it takes all day&lt;br /&gt;and most of the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;{my physics homework takes 5 hours if i'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lucky&lt;/span&gt;}&lt;br /&gt;and i'm okay with that.&lt;br /&gt;but i feel bad, because i don't have as much time to hang out with my friends&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm actually busier NOW than i am during the school year&lt;br /&gt;and i don't know how to explain it properly to people&lt;br /&gt;so it just sucks&lt;br /&gt;when everyones like lets hang out lets hang out&lt;br /&gt;and i just can't.&lt;br /&gt;and they're like, sheesh whats wrong with you?&lt;br /&gt;and i'm not rudely antisocial.&lt;br /&gt;i make plans almost every weekend.&lt;br /&gt;but i make them months in advance, so i can actually keep them&lt;br /&gt;oh god its crazy&lt;br /&gt;and i wish i could explain it&lt;br /&gt;but i can't.&lt;br /&gt;=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=njG7p6CSbCU"&gt;working class hero&lt;/a&gt;" - john lennon}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-5562433570984339002?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/5562433570984339002/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7995046308539548933.post-6290667022265921130</id><published>2009-06-06T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T16:52:14.890-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='franz ferdinand'/><title type='text'>"where do you see yourself in five minutes time?"</title><content type='html'>i just took my sat today&lt;br /&gt;for hopefully the last time&lt;br /&gt;i'll know for sure in about 3 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm listening to blood:franz ferdinand right now&lt;br /&gt;it's so good!&lt;br /&gt;i really like their new takes on the songs from tonight.&lt;br /&gt;i think i have an almost unhealthy obsession with those two albums&lt;br /&gt;but its aight.&lt;br /&gt;especially with the way i arranged my speakers now,&lt;br /&gt;my subwoofer is like, RIGHT THERE&lt;br /&gt;oh its awesome.&lt;br /&gt;the music like, knocks you to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;its so amazing.&lt;br /&gt;you can feel the bass shaking your bones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my job.&lt;br /&gt;i've already learned so much, and it's only been 3 days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{{"&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PLct6b0FyrU"&gt;feel the pressure&lt;/a&gt;" - franz ferdinand (dub version of "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vmSwhYD18DE"&gt;what she came for&lt;/a&gt;"}}&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7995046308539548933-6290667022265921130?l=notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/feeds/6290667022265921130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://notsorandomramblings.blogspot.com/2009/06/where-do-you-see-yourself-in-five.html#comment-form' title='0 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