Street Lights Flickering Like A Tongue That Can't Stop Licking
I'm digging all these new B-sides I've found by The Academy Is... My old ones too.
Yeah, you should be jealous.
I know words to songs you didn't know existed.
It's two more days until Christmas and I can't stop being excited, even though I know it's mostly a process of "hurry up and wait" because as soon as we have no school there will be nothing to distract us from the excruciating five days until Christmas actually gets here. I don't know why I'm so particularly excited this year, but I certainly am. That is an undeniable fact.
Today I wore a frilly shirt, my fancy jacket and pirate pants, plus my ankle boots.. and my style was described as "Monica".
I'm still secretly wondering if the person who said this meant it in a good way or not, but I'm going to take it that way.
I've still got kind-of cramps, which really suck. But overall, I'm in a good mood.
Miguel wants me to call him tonight, but I don't really know what to talk about with him, because unlike him I haven't been out to see any good, or bad movies lately to discuss, and there's really nothing that happens in my life. Especially if you have no idea of who I'm talking about. (For instance, "I found out the real name of mystery funny blonde kid today after I threatened to call him Bartholomew or Sebastian.. his name's Brendan. I was like 'Is it Ryan?' 'No.' 'Is it Jon?' 'No.' 'Is it Spencer?' 'No.' 'Is it Brendon?' 'Yes.' 'OMG REALLY?! Like B-r-e-n-d-o-n?' 'No. a-n.' 'Awesome.') See, he wouldn't get who mystery funny blonde kid was, or why I rattled off the names I did. It just doesn't really work... so yeah.
I'm really really REALLY awful at phone conversing with someone I don't really know in real life, especially when I don't really do much to use in conversation. I'm honestly impressed with myself for keeping in touch with him so far. I'm amazing, I know.
I'm really hoping Mater lets me drive a la escuela en la manana. I just don't want to ride el autobus en la tarde. So many screeching children. UNGH!
Anyway.. I'm going to go. Adios amigops.
Yeah, you should be jealous.
I know words to songs you didn't know existed.
It's two more days until Christmas and I can't stop being excited, even though I know it's mostly a process of "hurry up and wait" because as soon as we have no school there will be nothing to distract us from the excruciating five days until Christmas actually gets here. I don't know why I'm so particularly excited this year, but I certainly am. That is an undeniable fact.
Today I wore a frilly shirt, my fancy jacket and pirate pants, plus my ankle boots.. and my style was described as "Monica".
I'm still secretly wondering if the person who said this meant it in a good way or not, but I'm going to take it that way.
I've still got kind-of cramps, which really suck. But overall, I'm in a good mood.
Miguel wants me to call him tonight, but I don't really know what to talk about with him, because unlike him I haven't been out to see any good, or bad movies lately to discuss, and there's really nothing that happens in my life. Especially if you have no idea of who I'm talking about. (For instance, "I found out the real name of mystery funny blonde kid today after I threatened to call him Bartholomew or Sebastian.. his name's Brendan. I was like 'Is it Ryan?' 'No.' 'Is it Jon?' 'No.' 'Is it Spencer?' 'No.' 'Is it Brendon?' 'Yes.' 'OMG REALLY?! Like B-r-e-n-d-o-n?' 'No. a-n.' 'Awesome.') See, he wouldn't get who mystery funny blonde kid was, or why I rattled off the names I did. It just doesn't really work... so yeah.
I'm really really REALLY awful at phone conversing with someone I don't really know in real life, especially when I don't really do much to use in conversation. I'm honestly impressed with myself for keeping in touch with him so far. I'm amazing, I know.
I'm really hoping Mater lets me drive a la escuela en la manana. I just don't want to ride el autobus en la tarde. So many screeching children. UNGH!
Anyway.. I'm going to go. Adios amigops.