pity party.

for just this one night i need to feel sorry for myself, it's an itch i have to scratch.
Edward Sharpe & the Electric Zeroes were in my town and much to my dismay could neither find a concert buddy nor muster the courage to go myself.
And of course, Conan O'Brien just happens to go to this concert.
So here I am at my desk even though i should be sleeping in preparation for my midterm tomorrow with a research outline and introduction to finish and i couldn't feel worse.
Additionally, my battle with gravity has been a losing one as of late.
dropped tray of food at dinner
+flooded my desk
+slipped and got soaked in the rain
+cannot stop dropping the one binder whose papers aren't put away.

THE END

well i know i was really late in watching it and you can choose to disregard me for it but i'm going to miss conan. without him, i wouldn't know of the genius of arcade fire, what would happen in the year 2000, and the wonders of the string dance.
this leaves a hole in my routine and i'm not so good with change.
for all the times i laughed this is the only time i cried and i think i might even change a little.
over the years i've become more pessimistic than necessary and thanks to you, if only for tonight, i feel a little better about my life.

Please do not be cynical. I hate cynicism. For the record, it's my least favorite quality, it doesn't lead anywhere. Nobody in life gets exactly what they thought they were going to get. But if you work really hard and you're kind, amazing things will happen. I’m telling you, amazing things will happen.	”
—Conan O'Brien, in his final statement.

for you coco, i'll try my best.

i think

maybe if i really try this time i can learn to be happy.
this year is really exciting.
SONG IN MY HEAD
Psychic City (Voodoo City) - YACHT

keep in mind if this song breaks into the world i blame it on you.