things are shaping up to pretty odd.

while you slowly drift away ....


he comes to save the day.








if only you knew ....






but we just grew up too soon.

there are some things i can never get over.
you're one of them.

distant flickering ...

being coughing up two lungs, wheezy and feeling dizzy.
man, it's good to be alive.
10 inches and more to come, ice freezes the branches making breathtaking pictures.
mid-winter break needs to get here now.

my valentine is a girl, my best friend, my favorite.
she is my one and only.

i need a dog named lucy and a cat named oliver.
they will be my children forever.

let's take a drive on the wild side.

these feet have walked 5000 miles.
i am ready for more.

welcome to the underworld.






(food coloring)

i miss the place i call a second home.
skye farm camp is the postcard perfect place to be.
when the leaves fall and the pebbles skip.

i don't see it as a camp, i see it as an escape from reality.
it's all i'll ever need.
truely.

losing the feeling of feeling unique

looks like the end of history as we know

it's just the end of the world.

and you know that you feel it too.

i am so broke this year.

i applied to wal-mart.
siiiiiick

over and over. running in circles.

take a cab and watch a movie.

turn up the volume, get down and groovy.

these boys make me crazy.

mad as rabbits.

i would love to eat sushi while wearing a tuxedo in a clam casino.

stop being pretty. odd. and release it.

i am the only handsome woman.

in the hopes of one day.

i'm seeing panic at the disco may 3rd.

excuse me while i flail a little bit.

it'll be my first time, so.

yay!

also, i entered myself in their contest (even though i won't win).

why does everything happen in LA?

decline.

my friend asked me to be in a hardcore rock band.
i feel somewhat guilty for turning her down.
i don't dance to the beat of that drum.

only 5 days left of my week off.
i still need to clean and redecorate my room.

sorry i wasn't around for a while.

where has the ! gone?

make it last.

empires.

myspace.com/empires

can't stop listening to them.

tonight is juno and olive garden night.

sunday through tuesday i'm learning the basics of the keyboard and the guitar.

i'm starting a band.

week off.

catching up on my zzz's.

no subject.

not everyone understands.

almost no one does.

bummer.

when your mind's made up.

there's this tiny thing called patience that i have not used, once, in my life. my life was based upon myself because i was an only child. i saw the world as it itself, only revolving around me, not the sun. i brought endorphins to people, not the sun ray. patience is to be willing to wait, or have the tolerance to wait. i standing against a brick wall, waiting for my bus ride.

i saw the movie once today. i really hate endings like that, when you want more but it cuts off. it still tugs at my heart. it makes me want to pick up my guitar (dust and all) and just. play. my little beating heart out. ican't get the songs out of my head. crazy.

my dad had a spontaneous outburst today. i don't think i've ever seen him like that. he tells me that we're going to olive garden and to the movies. he's seeing the cloverfield, i'm seeing juno. pasta, breadsticks, soda and salty popcorn. friday night never looked so good.

it's late, the moon is yawning. contagious. goodnight, sleep tight. spray for bugs.

welcome.

take your shoes off, stay for a while.