Self-portrait meme stolen from... well, pretty much everyone this morning, it seems.

[ishyface]

Take a picture of yourself right now.
Don't change your clothes, don't fix your hair... just take a picture.
Post that picture with NO editing.
Post these instructions with your picture.



I remember in my last year of high school a friend told me that he couldn't look directly at my face because my eyes were too creepy. It kind of hurt my feelings at the time, but... um... I understand now. Helloooo, creepy stalker eyes. (Of course, this was also the guy who told me that I was "like a fish, if fish were really smart." And he was one of my NON-stoner friends, too. So.)

I have less than twenty-four hours to finish an explication du texte for Protagoras, so if I'm around a lot today it's because I am adamantly refusing to do actual work. FIGHT THE POWER. OR, YOU KNOW, BE LAZY. EITHER OR.

Also, I just found a new favourite song: Marching Band- Travel In Time. I have no idea how it ended up on my computer, but I'm glad it did.

Trying real hard to feel something profound
To understand something that they don't
The only thing that I figured out was a face, a frame, I know it by heart
If you know about scales and books and films, it takes some time 'til you know that you're down

We're so happy
So happy to meet you
'Cause you sparkle

And I'm waiting for it to come
And I'm hoping for better times
When it comes, I will open my mouth
I'll write songs to make you cry
And I'm learning how to travel in time
All to make right the things I've done wrong
And when I do, I will open my mouth
I'm going back, back, back in time

A reality show is on every night
The same episode over and over again
Friends become foe since I'm ahead
But it turned out they didn't know my name
A candidate good enough for long enough
I have made sense one too many times

We're so happy
So happy to meet you
'Cause you sparkle

And I'm waiting for it to come
And I'm hoping for better times
When it comes, I will open my mouth
I'll write songs to make you cry
And I'm learning how to travel in time
All to make right the things I've done wrong
And when I do, I will open my mouth
I'm going back, back, back in time

And I'm waiting for it to come
And I'm hoping for better times
When it comes, I will open my mouth
I'll write songs to make you cry
And I'm learning how to travel in time
All to make right the things I've done wrong
And when I do, I will open my mouth
I'm going back, back, back in time
And I'm learning how to travel in time
All to make right the things I've done wrong
And when I do, I will open my mouth
I'll write songs that will make you cry

Comments

[ishyface.livejournal.com]

LimeWire won't let me connect. :( We have high-speed Internet, theoretically, but Mum does not know how to set it up and refuses to ask for help. (And obviously me trying to set it up is right out, because. Um. I break stuff.) Maybe I'll try hitting up sharemusic.

I LOVE THAT PENCEY PREP DISC SO MUCH IT IS AWESOME. AND I MEAN THAT WITHOUT ANY IRONY WHATSOEVER. PEOPLE JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND FRANK IERO'S PAIN. (I'm trying to decide who's more lolarious, Pencey!Frank or Leathermouth!Frank. Probably the latter, since he writes songs about setting girls who won't go to prom with him on FIRE. And has a moustache.)

[redheaded-itch.livejournal.com]

I like both, thanks. Well, I don't really like Leathermouth's sound so much (yet, because that time will undoubtedly come), but the lyrics are fucking awesome.