=( weekend means no pictures!!!

Something’s started crazy –
Sweet and unknown
Something you keep
In a box on the street
–Now it’s longing for a home

And who can say what dreams are?
Wake me in time to be lonely and sad
And who can say what we are?
This is the season for dreaming

And now our bodies are the guilty ones
Who touch
And color the hours
Night won’t breathe
Oh how we
Fall into silence from the sky
And whisper some silver reply

Pulse is gone and racing
–All fits and starts
Window by window
You try and look into
This brave new you that you are

And who can say what dreams are?
Wake me in time to be out in the cold
And who can say what we are?
This is the reason for dreaming

And now our bodies are the guilty ones
–Our touch
Will fill every hour
Huge and dark
Oh our hearts
Will murmur the blues from on high
Then whisper some silver reply

And now our bodies are the guilty ones
–Our touch
Will color hours
Night won’t breathe
Oh how we
Fall in silence from the sky
Then whisper some silver reply

History - Little miss didn't do right...

I wish I was mad... I'm just too late.

Today I pay homage to the time period from which I am really from, the 1920's.

"I like my boyfriend." "I like food."

Analyzing "A Portraint of the Artist as a Young Man."

"Imagine all the authority you ever knew suddenly coming crashing down."

Preparation for my next big gig... pianist for Donna Bailey!!

Resident singer-songwriter Kian channels his inner flapper.

While I channel my inner golfer.

You're not really in this class. Imposter.

Heyyyyy I didn't take this. Sneaky Kian.

"Peter Pan! I'm a real boy! Oh wait, that was Pinnochio."

Kian often finds himself in this position.

"Are you stoned?" "I'm baked." "You shouldn't come to school stoned... without sharing..."

Kian and I nap after school. Not the most attractive picture of either of us.

"Literally? You woke me up to take a closeup of my eye?"

"Hey freshman! SHAKE that ass!" "I'm... a sophomore." "damn."

I want to sleep on a big, cuddly bear.

"Shall we wake him?" "We shall take him!" "But we mustn't break him!"

Doesn't the man carry the damsel in distress away?

Today

Today I got my senior photos taken
It was a brilliant photoshoot
Conducted by my dearest friend Alexis (consult earlier posts)
And I am so thrilled, they turned out beautiful.
She is putting the rough copies onto her computer for touchup
And giving my my memory card back ;)
So tomorrow I'll put unedited copies of my pictures up =D