too late in the evening

hello my bloggymates. my last post sucked. yes. and this one will probably as well. i have nothing of importance to say other than... why am i a vampire? what makes me a vampire? this could be me.

that quiz said that i was intense and loved the night and intimidated boys. i suppose these are all true but what if sometimes i want to be normal? is it too late for me? what if i went on a big shopping spree and bought a bunch of button up shirts and khakis? i could fall into the gap. i could look like a politician's wife. but that would be boring too.

i have no satisfactory answer for myself. my personality changes depending on where i am or what i am doing. sometimes i want to be punky and look kind of trashy. at other times i hate the whole white trash thing. i want to move to a wealthy place where i can be with other wealthy people and not have to deal with anyone who is not fortunate. i can wear beautiful clothes and look immaculate and have the "perfect" life. that sounds really selfish and stupid but it is true.

have any of you seen the guy on geneva road who just sits out there doing nothing but flipping off passerby and feel absolute envy? i have. i want to go up to him and say, "shove over, i am giving it all up. no school. no work. i am going to ponder life." but i can't do that. it is unrealistic and irrational. and now tht i have filled your heads with these ridiculous things... i should go to bed. or for a walk. no. my mother would kill me. i will merely sit. good evening. or morning.

Finals stress? What stress?

This is what I am doing for my break from studying today. I am learning the physics I should have known for the whole semester.
So I look kind of like this:

But then, I am not really Asian. Perhaps this one is better:

That one isn't really that good either. I don't own a hoodie that says STRESSED on it. Too bad. I guess this is as good as it gets:

Despite this, look forward to the days ahead. We are nearly there. And when I say there I mean the good times. I will have a fabulous summer as will all of you. However, it will not be that awesome if it continues to rain. How are we to try out our new swimsuits if the weather is constantly crappy? And now, I suppose I will continue to study (or watch a movie).

I found my perfect man

This is the description of my perfect man:

"a mixture of genius, vanity, generosity, lust, religion, snobbery, democracy, literary desires, and visions; part Byron, part Casanova, part Mephistopheles, part St. Francis."

It is, in fact, a description of Franz Liszt. He was an amazing Romantic composer and musician.
And here he is...

And so, my question is, what is the perfect man?