Erm, yeah.
I semi-forgot about this.
And totally screwed up my Project 365.
And my pictures where coming out so nicely too.
Like, for the first time in ever,
I was proud of a photograph I took.
But, laziness to0k hold and I decided to nap
instead to doing some good ol' picture taking.
Sorry.

I think I'm gonna try again. IDK if I'm going to
this week, or if I'm gonna try this weekend.
Perhaps tomorrow, b/c I'm just procrastinating.



This past week I went to see Nine Inch Nails &
it was so glorious words can't even describe it.
I swear to you I'm not exaggerating or anything.
The tour was titled Lights In The Sky: over NJ
(obvs because that's where they were playing)
And the lights were out of control.
They had signs that said the show used strobes
& such & could promote seizure-like activities.
And, not being dramatic or anything,
at one point they had this wall of lights
moving in a wave-like fashion flashing
red and blue, red and blue; and I had to turn
my eyes away because I thought my eyes
were going to give out and I would be blind.

Seriously.

It was the best concert I've been to, and
I don't think it can ever possibly be topped.

So, moral of the story is: Even if
you don't like them A LOT, still go b/c
it's the craziest shit everrrrrr.


<3

It's been way too long.

Let's catch up.

Mononucleosis #3. Dropped out. Moved out. Skull-bows. BFF dramz. King Tut. Moved back home. Chicken pox. Recluse. Turned 19. Did absolutely nothing and loved it. I don't know, I think I'm really feeling this whole xanga thing again. Perhaps I won't forget about this thing again.

[one] I TURN 18 IN A WEEK.

[two] I went to taste of chaos on sat and Jared Leto wiped his sweat on my hoodie. BE jealous.

[three] fuckschoolfuckschoolfuckschool.

[four] I don't feel like I should, or anyone else should have to, give an explaination for who I am. Why do I need an explaination? I don't ...that's my point. Well, anyway, my grandmother is a nutcase and she calls up from time to time and goes off on something. Today, she calls and proceeds to go off on my mother about me, not knowing she's on speaker phone. She tells her that: i'm too old for the shit i pull; I'm turning 18, what am I doing with pink hair?; I don't care about anything; everything I do is for attention; ANDANDAND, here's the kicker ... she's "sick and tired of making excuses to everybody about the way Morgan looks. It's time for her to grow up and dress like an adult."
OH, EXCUSE ME.. WHEN DID I GO AND POP OUT OF YOUR VAGINA?
..That's right, I didn't. So leave me alone.
Why do you need to make excuses about it?
Why don't you just tell them the truth?
..That pink's my favorite color, so I dyed my hair to match.
Why is it alright for me to walk around with ridiculously dyed platinum hair, but not with pink..
How is that any different?
When it comes down to it, you're still just faking it.
And my lip is pierced 'cause I like it
It's for my own personal amusement, not yours..
That's all it comes down to, things YOU want. NOT what they want.

[five] I've wanted a tattoo for as long as I can remember.
And what's the one thing my father is deadset against: A tattoo.
I don't even want a big one.
I'm not going to get a big naked mermaid on my arm or something.
I'm not going to get a band logo; or "cunt" tattooed on my forehead.
I just want a damn tattoo.
something tasteful, something me.
I only want a couple to begin with.. Why is this such an issue.
He won't ever have to even look at it.
I have one planned out already, but it's a future tattoo, NOT a first time one.
I'm going to get the silhouettes of bats flying; wrapping around from the right side of my back to the right side of my ribs/stomach. It's going to be hott, but I swear if someone steals it from me I'm going to murder people.
But, like I said, I don't want to get something like that for my first tattoo..
So, I was throwing around the idea of getting Captain Morgan's pirate flag (aka his "jolly roger") tattooed on me somewhere. Or his hat.. But, IDK.
All I know is that it's not going to be on my ankle. that's dumb.
AND, NOOO, it's not because I drink Captain Morgan's Rum or something, 'cause I don't drink, mind you. But because it's my name.. OBVS.
OR OR OR, my other idea was just to get "new jersey" or "morgan" tattooed on the inside of my lip.
Gay, I know because no one can see it, but that's also the good part. no one can see it.
I could get "1-2-3 I suck for free" tattooed there and no one would have to know.
IDEAS, suggestions anyone??