the art of deporting oneself to the moon

i've noticed that my grades decline every time i start a new blog. jk my grades are probably constantly declining -_-

coffee spoons...it would make me very happy (and impressed) if someone could perceive the reference

tonight is one of those autumn afternoons when the leaves are falling nicely and u feel like sitting on a grassy hill and sipping iced tea. though right now its neither autumn nor afternoontime.

still, i feel lightheaded and somewhat distant from myself, like i'm sitting in a portrait or a screenplay. must be the lack of sleep/food/sugar.

hmm i think rishi is confused. it's so hard for me to understand how it would be difficult for a person to look answer questions about themselves. i mean, who else do you know better other than yourself?

anyways. a taco would be magnificent right now.