No more

holding back.

OH HEY,

Kris Allen won Idol :D And he totally 200% deserved it! Thanks America, for having taste. For once. I was screaming screaming screaming last night. Chyeah bby, MARRY ME!

So no Grey's tonight, Thursdays just aren't the same now!

I got my SAT results back today. Eh eh. Thinkin' about el futuro & listening to Childlike Wildlike. It's a pretty combo. I CAN'T WAIT FOR KRIS TO RELEASE HIS OWN ALBUM! I'm going to buy his AI album on Itunes soon. Oh, and then there's Danny Gokey. I'm still diggin' the whole Krokey idea.

I got like no sleep last night, and I woke up at 4:18 AM. Yet, I'm not tired.

perfection

Danny Gokey

I love you. KROKEY, forever.

So right now I'm desperately trying to stay up for Grey's Anatomy. Two hours, man. I love the rain so much. It's amazing how the weather affects my mood.

"I've lived in good climate, and it bores the hell out of me. I like weather rather than climate." -John Steinbeck

Oh, how I worry. The thoughts in my mind that are only too played out. Solitary confinement. So it goes.

I love

discoveries new amazing bands. I also love hearing the birds chirp at dusk.

I'm so tired and feverish, yet this numbness is comforting. Stay a little longer.

Guess what?

I like Kris Allen. Don't like him? Well, I'm still entitled to my opinion. Really. I can think of a few people that this applies to...

So has been mildly productive. Early release from school. I listened to Kris sing "Heartless" far too many times on repeat. Last night's performance was breathtaking to say the least. I wrote some of my american lit essay, but I feel like I'm doing it 100% wrong. Thanks Keebs.

There's this song called "Juturna" (I'd like to know what that means.. Greek mythology?) by Circa Survive and the beginning gets me everytime. It's such a long song though.

I finished The Sun Also Rises and it is definitely my top favorite, ever. The ending was perfect. Okay, all of it was perfect.

Oh. So basically all I ever talk about is music and books that I'm obsessed with. At least I can reflect upon it. What an idle existence this is.

I feel like I'm Jake Barnes in The Sun Also Rises. People, oh people. I'm in one of those easily annoyed moods again. And I'm making no progress in my annotating for an essay that is due Friday. Fantastic.

What an aficionado.

well you have suffered enough

and warred with yourself. It's time that you've won.

Thanks, Mom. I can't even say that without thinking about Inivisible Monsters. Anyway, I sincerely appreciate all that you do.

Today I bought Pride and Prejudice. Yes.

We we last through the winter?

So as of now, I'm going to try to write in this more often. I don't know how well it will actually work but it's nice to get things out. By tomorrow I'll probably forget all about it. Tonight I'm especially tired. I know, I say that everyday. But I do feel that everyday. Sometimes I wonder how psychosomatic it is.

Today I had flowers sent to my mother for mother's day. I know that I didn't have to since I already bought her something, but it made her feel good. Plus I felt good too. It's a unique arrangement of tulips. I'm trying to make her feel better. She means more to me than anyone, as corny as it sounds.

Right now I'm listening the song "Stop Me Now I'm Not Ready" by Eye Alaska, and I love it. It describes me in a way that I can't explain. I don't feel like it totally relates to me, but the melody is perfect. The emotion. I've come to the conclusion that I listen to songs on repeat constantly until I can't stand them. Bad habit.

On Writer's Cafe I've been writing more than usual and I'm not sure why. I write these paragraphs... I can't even call them stories because they lack plot. But they explain the way that I'm feeling when I'm writing them, and that's what I like about it. While I don't really get any comments because no one else gets what I'm talking about, it still helps.

Sometimes I miss having a best friend, as much I try not to. I miss having someone to confide in. To trust. But then again, I don't. Being along has brought about question and self reflection. Which is more than I could say previously. I don't mind.

It's 10:10PM and I can barely keep my eyes open. I smell like ice cream and George Lopez is on. This is good night.

Right now

I'm not sure how I'm feeling. On the way home from school the weather was insane. It started out a bit cloudy, then sunny, then it down poured. By the time I got off the bus it was bright and the sun was shining again. That sums up my emotions lately.

I just realized that I'm probably only writing in this blog right now because Writer's Cafe is down again. It does this quite frequently lately. I'm thinking that I need to find another site similiar to it so that I don't rant on here everytime it's down.

At the moment I'm listening to "Renegade" by Kris Allen and Danny Gokey. It's so addicting. I've probably been listening to it on repeat for a good hour now. They should create a band together, it'd be awing. KROKEY!

I'm so angry about the AP Lit meeting. It's disappointing, I can't stop thinking about it for some reason. I may be a bit pathetic, but that's okay. Really, who decides these things?