Good day out in the sun with some free pudding.
Actually it's Adam Brody Bitch. He would laugh so hard at that.
I wanted to find the pudding scene but all I can find is it in like another language. Lame.
We NEED another Adam Brody, spring roll night.
Luck comes with hard work.
Went to bed early. Woke up early. Might retire early again.
Excited for not having to rush on Wednesday. But still sad about that...
The things I wish I could say.
After the downfall where do we turn. You had a streak of luck. A strange claim to fame. And now do people even know your name?
Might go out by myself tomorrow after test. I enjoy being out on my own. It's weird. I'm like that. I remember I went to the mall once by myself and realized how much more peaceful it is. I'm a strange cookie. I love being around people but I love just being with myself.
Say the joke. Say it. I bet they all have a poster of Pete Wentz on their wall. The music I love, won't always be the music that gets signed. I would say which and who but then it would just piss other people off. So what's the use? I love supporting local music but I always know that they just won't make it. The amount of music A and R guys receive daily that all sound exactly like the music 'we all' listen to is crazy. And not everyone can get signed.
Speaking of which where should I get a job for September? And when should I tell my parents I want to go to a school for 18500? Hahaha.... Ooops.
http://www.noh8campaign.com/Amazing.
I'm so excited for this.
I might cry in his presence. It's gonna be intense.
http://www.myspace.com/skate4cancer
After all the rain, there comes a better day. We'll push past all the trouble in our lives.
Just so you know I'm second guessing everything now because I'm kinda trying to avoid you. That's how mature I am. But other than that, much like the noh8 I will put duct tape over my mouth.
We all dream about love.
Luke Pickett. Now there's a man who deserves success. But it won't happen on Vibe.
It seems to be death and bad fortune that shape us.
Sometimes the rain won't stop. Still I can see, I breathe, I can feel myself staying afloat.
She says her pain won't stop.
Well it's the same old struggle.
On my own. It scares me. But I cannot wait. It's going to be good.
Walking down Stephens Ave last night I realized a lot. Warm summer breezes can do that to a person.
How this has gone from one thing to another.
See what happens when you just don't post for like an hour and keep the window open to continuously type?
How I cannot wait for that better day.
Thanks for reminding me S.
I'm thinking one day during Stampede for a Coke show I don't really care about I might go buy myself a rush ticket to the Chucks. Cause I can still catch the concert later.
Carreer Thingy wednesday. Should be interesting.
Anyways I'm gonna post this now so I can watch all the videos I've posted. Hahaha....
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