Tuesday, April 7, 2009

"Here come old flat top, he come grooving up slowly."

... I hate that hearing about all of these murders is becoming more and more apart of my every day life.

I feel like they're getting closer and closer to me and I find myself worrying when my parents or brother aren't home on time. I'm already paranoid enough as it is. It's not okay that people in Vancouver are literally living in fear, these days.

On a brighter note, I got accepted into the Bachelor of Fine Arts program.