sofia's stuff
Welcome to my web page! I decided i needed a place to put things i like so here it is! enjoy.  I'll be adding more pictures soon. patience grasshoppa.

--------------------Music I Listen To-----------------

addison, at the drive in, alien ant farm, ataris, avail, b52's, bach, bad religion, ben kweller, billy idol, bright eyes, calexico, cheap trick, coldplay, dead kennedys, deftones, depeche mode, dinosaur jr., everybody else, fugazi, green day, hot water music, interpol, international noise conspiracy, jimmy eat world, lagwagon, limbeck. longfellow, mana, mozart, mxpx, nirvana, no doubt, nofx, oasis, offspring, osker, ozma, phantom planet, radiohead, rancid,  rooney, rufio, save ferris, saves the day, showoff, silverchair, sleater kinney, system of a down, stp, strauss, suicidal tendencies, the action cats, the beatles, the buzzcocks, the clash, the datsuns, the D4, the dead milkmen, the dropkick murphys, the faint, the foo fighters, the libertines, the ramones, the strokes, the special goodness, the kickovers, the stray cats, the white stripes, the clash, the cure, vivaldi, sahara hotnights, yeah yeah yeahs, volovan, weezer, wilco, pete yorn, jack johnson, dismemberment plan, cursive, belle&sebastion, fall out boy, the killingtons, the white T's, sublime, reel big fish, the vandals, big bad voodoo daddy, the squirrel nut zippers, brain setzer, the space twins, elvis, the sherilles, buddy holly, franz ferdinand, air, the postal service, stereolab, robbers on high street, sugar cult, elbow, candy butchers, her space holiday, the ventures, the temptations, the smiths, los enanitos verdes, la ley, el tri, los jaguares, the beach boys, garbage, the like.  i probably missed a ton of bands. . . sue me.

ABOUT ME
more like non stop rambling though...
  I figured i might as well write something about myself. . .

   I'm a pretty nice person i would say.  i hate being mean to others.  i actually dont really know why im writing all this on here, i dont really think many people would be interested in me.  Im going to use this to post pictures so i might as well write stuff i suppose.  it's 4:33 am and i havent slept so this is all going to suck. 

   Im very emotional.  I cry alot but only on my own.  i never make a scene.  i keep to myself alot but lately i find myself being alot more extroverted.  hmm.   hopes and dreams. . . ha.  i guess i have them.  i had many of them but i failed to accomplish any of them, wait those would be my goals.  ha. 

   I would say that i ramble alot about nothing really.   I really really want, i dont know,  happyness.  why am i writing this here? as if this would help make me happy?  i doubt it.  make my misery public, go me. im very bitter.  i've been used alot, pushed aside, then picked right back up again just to be pushed into the gutter.  atleast that's what it feels like.  like my heart is about to give up.  and everyone tells me not to give up, that im such a great person that im so funny that my time will come that there is someone that they will find me but im so tired.  i dont look.  for what?  i really dont know anymore.

anywho. . .

   I plan on majoring in psychology one day.  i love music.  i have 2 dogs and 4 cats.  i like painting even though i suck at it.  i like reading.  I love reading about serial killers.  court tv owns.  the fairly odd parents own.  i crochet my own scarves.  i just cut my hair the other day.  my room is tre cool.  i still live with my parents and it blows.  i love my parents.  i love my brothers and sisters.  my grandma is alright.   i've played the violin for like 8 yrs so im pretty fucking good.  i try to play guitar but i suck.  when i was in 6th grade,  i was in the "advanced chorus" which consisted of 6 girls and we got to record some song for a comercial.  i dont know where it is or what is was.  my point is i can sing.  i almost joined a ska band but it didnt work out.  i can kinda play bass.  i like to paint random things on t-shirts.  old old jeans are roofus.  i like hororow movies and comedies of course.  psychological thrillers and documentaries depending on the subject. oh crap, i ran out of space. .
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when all I can do is do nothing at all, what is there left for me?  my soul is drowning in my tears. . .

click the kitty for kitty pictures
look it's the beach
if you click on chococat
you can see cleo
puppies!!!!!
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