Seven Nation Army.

Last night, as my MySpace status, I put "I wanna be the very best like no one ever was !" I had four people comment it and finish the lyrics. Made. My. Day.

Paranormal Activity. Scariest shit ever. At the end of the movie, I was so terrified I was shaking and crying. I highly recommend it. As crazy as that sounds.



She gets what she wants and she breaks what she gets,
Get out while you can or she'll tear you to pieces.
Take off your makeup and put down the camera,
Choke on the drama that makes me want to
Tear up the pictures, the pages you've saved.
Creating a life of trends and make-believe.
Carry on home, I'll be waiting miles&miles away.
Leaving you to be forever seventeen,
Cleaning up the messes that you've made.

Count To Six And Die.

So I'm sitting here, wondering if it's a bad thing that I'm listening to Adam's Song by Blink-182 on repeat. It was his favourite song, and that makes perfect sense. I wish I had seen it coming. Over a year and a half, and I'm still filled with regret and misery. I can't tell anyone, though. I'm afraid they'll all think I'm desperate and crazy for having my ex-boyfriend on my mind twenty-four/seven. I can't talk about how much I miss him, how amazing he was, all of the good times we had together ... Nobody wants to hear about a dead person. It just puts everyone in an awkward position, I suppose. And that's too bad, because I'd really like to talk about him sometimes.
I'd really like to share with everyone all of the awesome times we had. Like the one time that we were at the park on my birthday and he kept saying things to make me cry, but then he did a backflip off of the swing and it made everything better. We shared a frappuccino, and after it was gone we threw it around the playground pretending it was a child. We would have been terrible parents, I swear. Haha.
I miss our picnics. Fruit roll ups and rainbow goldfish. VitaminWater and frappuccinos. Nachos and cheese.

This makes me feel ridiculously pathetic. I feel like I should be completely over the whole thing by now. But for some reason, I'm not. And I don't think I ever will be at this rate. I've grown up so much in the past year and a half, but I feel that this is something I won't be able to let go of for the rest of my life. And that terrifies me, to be completely honest. It really, really does.

Why am I so cold ?
And my heart feels sick
And it hurts when I speak.
This is not what I hoped for.
Wake, wake up.
Wake, wake up.
Was this what we hoped for ?

Five Finger Discount.

Awesome possum ! I'm so. Baked. I snorted five lines of Oxycontin, and I smoked a joint. Pretty sweet.

Lexi&Paul are trying to figure out how to cook TGI Friday's food. I'm eating a carrot chicken. I'm not entirely sure what it is, but that's what I'm calling it. It's a chicken nugget, but without the chicken inside. There's a carrot. This is weird. I'm so used to texting on my BlackBerry that I tried pressing the space bar twice to make a period. Now I'm eating a shrimp chicken. It's the same thing as carrot chicken, but instead of carrot it's shrimp. THIS IS DELICIOUS !

Lexi says, "Kick ass dude !" Awesome possum.

If I give you sugar will you give me

Something elusive and temporary ?

"Is defrosting within plastic okay ? The plastic is melting. And the alfredo sauce isn't melted enough."

Four Winds.

I'm always wishing, I'm always wishing too late.
For things to come my way.
It always ends up the same.
Count your blessings.
I must be missing, I must be missing the point.
Your signal fades away and all I'm left with is noise.
Count your blessings on one hand.
So wait up, I'm not sleeping alone again tonight.
There's so much to dream about, there must be more to my life.
Wait up for me, wait up for me.

Due to some things that have happened recently, Stephan&I are no longer together. I don't know whatthefuck's gonna happen, honestly. But at this point, I'm really not too concerned. I don't know if I'm ready for commitment, so I'm just going to see how things go.

I'm getting a mohawk soon. This is what it'll look like, style-wise: Mohawk ! And as far as colour goes, I'm not entirely sure. I've been thinking about doing the black, and then perhaps turquoise ? It all depends on my feelings, I guess. I'm very indecisive when it comes to my hair ... We'll see what happens and how it turns out !


This is where I'm spending most of my time these days: LiveJournalSecret. It makes me feel better to know that people are going through some of the same things I am.

And on that note. Peace out, kids.