And I claim I'm not excited with my life any more So I blame this town, this job, these friends The truth is it's myself And I'm trying to understand myself and pinpoint where i am By the time I get things figured out I've change the whole damn plan
i'm pretty much in love with Tilly and the Wall's cover of Hey Ya. I need to finish my article. Right Now. I need sleep. My tongue got burnt from coffee. And I ordered many a thing from Saddle Creek last night.
i actually ended up having a pretty swell weekend + coffee + show + new clothes + show + a praise chorus + coffee + driving + reading + Lords of Dogtown - homework yet to be done
"I’m on my feet I’m on the floor I’m good to go Now all I need is just To hear a song I know I wanna always feel like Part of this was mine I wanna fall in love tonight"
I'm tired, I have a headache, I need to write my speech, I need to color my coat of arms, and pack my backpack for yet another tennis game tomorrow. There's an hour and a half til your birthday. So, Happy Birthday I love you.
Today I got a hair cut and had a driving lesson. I'm gonna miss my ponytail. I have the urge to watch E.T. or maybe read. A certain fat bitch totally mugged me this morning. Even my mom noticed.