i missed your bedroom too. it's comforting, it has your things in it.
i just made the biggest mistake i've made in long time. i proposed the idea to my brother, who is home for labor day weekend, "hey, do you wanna go see a movie or something tonight?" now i am going to go see without a paddle. fucking hell. but now i have a massive moulin rouge poster on my bedroom door, which he brought me back from college. ahahahahaha. he's also informed me that he is going to be on the college radio station, hosting the "emo evening". no lie, folks, rachel was present when i heard about this life-changing radio program. upon being asked what type of music he'll be playing, he replied with "...like taking back sunday and stuff, you know, like bitter sky tonight." i've never heard him listen to the bitter sky tonight once in my whole life. and i don't find the genre connection secondly. enough of all that. i made salad for dinner. jesus is making a comeback, said my dad as he read in the paper. this entry is an example of being unimportant, dumb and not informative at all. i'll continue to write about these sorts of things to avoid saying what's really the problem, because i don't think it would feel any better this time anyways. i priced things to sell for the garage sale that's going on at my house this upcoming weekend today. i still wish that mail went on sundays. and oh, rachel and my fish died recently.
time is not as abundant as it used to be but i've been making a lot of things in preparation for a special day coming up soon, hopefully they'll all be done in time. i really have been thinking all about it lately and wanting to make it the best that i possibly can. i hope i hope. i wrote six songs this week, and now i'm scared to write any more at the time being. i read the newspaper for the first time in months, but then i remembered that the only reason why i had it in my hands to begin with was to continue the paper mache craze. can we make plans soon, please, because without anything to look forward to in the near future i've got a chip on my shoulder. if you're lonely, maybe we can have a convention.
the emo evening. good god.
time is not as abundant as it used to be but i've been making a lot of things in preparation for a special day coming up soon, hopefully they'll all be done in time. i really have been thinking all about it lately and wanting to make it the best that i possibly can. i hope i hope. i wrote six songs this week, and now i'm scared to write any more at the time being. i read the newspaper for the first time in months, but then i remembered that the only reason why i had it in my hands to begin with was to continue the paper mache craze. can we make plans soon, please, because without anything to look forward to in the near future i've got a chip on my shoulder. if you're lonely, maybe we can have a convention.
the emo evening. good god.