lifting. heavy lifting.

tech theater. the class which so worries my health. must i really lift any and all objects in sight and take them as far as they will go. of course. then again, that is what i signed up for. maybe.
anyway...
well i'm feeling rather artisticky this week. i keep making things. pictures to come... i've been picture taking like a maniac. and whilst most people take pride in using words like maniac, i do not. honors lit has taught me that superflous and obvious language is a no no.
but, i suppose if i said things like: You're a malignant example of an aristocratic melancholy (which makes no sense), people would probably laugh at me. no, definitley.



music review of the day:



love arcade (self titled album)

kind of like the olympic fusion between the backstreet boys and alternative music? is that possible?? picked it up at goodwill for 2 bucks. hows about it?






today is special so i will in fact do two.
new perspective- Panic! at the Disco

single
but its goooohd.
i mean. since the split, i have been rather deprimido. (thats depressed for those of you non spanish speakers, not like i should be talking)
but i thought they were gonna be sad and sucky but the rydon split was beneficial ( rydon= ryan and brendon for those on panic people)

more to come
lalala.
xoxo miranda.