omfg he's still SO HOT!

my new desktop background:


and another one thrown in for your (okay, mostly my) viewing pleasure:

how can someone be that HOT? lordy. excuse me as i wipe up my drool.

so yes, ladies, mostbeautifulman.com is a wonderful place for eye candy. my baby ryan won their contest one month. he's a model. from canada. who graduated with a bio major! therefore, we're predestined. duh. hahaha kidding. i just like to stare. watch out for those "pic of the day" galleries though--scandalous!

junior club night at icon last night. needless to say, i did not make my 8 am chem lecture this morning.

you know, clubbing with people all in your same class from the same tiny school is not that fun. you either already know everyone or know of everyone, even though you pretend they're complete strangers.

nastiness: talking to my friend when suddenly i feel a hand on my arm and a freaky old guy hits on me! O_o hold me. *shudder* when i say old, i mean old. he was wearing a tie and looked like he could have been my grandfather. well, if i were white. and shorter. i'm serious, at least 50 years old here.

bea: "ewww, don't touch me! he touched you!"

NOT MY FAULT! oh well. at least the night was free.

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yay, people signed my guestbook! huzzah! yes, i just said huzzah. shush.

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"My Skin" ~Natalie Merchant

take a look at my body
look at my hands
there's so much here that i don't understand
your face-saving promises
whispered like prayers
i don't need them

'cause i've been treated so wrong,
i've been treated so long
as if i'm becoming untouchable

well, contempt loves the silence, it thrives in the dark
with fine winding tendrils that strangle the heart
they say that promises sweeten the blow
but i don't need them, no i don't need them

i've been treated so wrong,
i've been treated so long
as if i'm becoming untouchable
i'm a slow-dying flower
in the frost-killing hour
sweet turning sour and untouchable

i need the darkness, the sweetness, the sadness, the weakness
oh i need this
i need a lullaby, a kiss goodnight, angel, sweet love of my life
oh i need this

i'm a slow-dying flower
frost-killing hour
the sweet turning sour and untouchable

do you remember the way that you touched me before
all the trembling sweetness i loved and adored
your face-saving promises
whispered liked prayers
i don't need them

i need the darkness, the sweetness, the sadness, the weakness
oh, i need this
i need a lullaby, a kiss goodnight, angel, sweet love of my life
oh, i need this

well is it dark enough?
can you see me?
do you want me?
can you reach me?
oh, i'm leaving
better shut your mouth, and hold your breath
you kiss me now, you catch your death
oh, i mean this

tomorrow i will have seen willow for 4 out of 5 days! daaang. hope you're not sick of me yet, lil ;-) and may i just say that purple hair is hardcore?

meetings tonight--but very productive and great ones =) i love seeing all my girls again. y'all rock my socks. we can get through anything.

sorry about the last post. sometimes i just really miss my dad.