You’re the piano man.
Was this a bad idea? I think it might be a bad idea. But, it’s too late to go back now. Oh well. I can’t help it.
I think I might move to a blog that lets me customize it more. I’ll look into that.
Thanksgiving break is treating me well so far. I enjoy an entire week off from school.
And the touchin’ leads to sex,
And then there is no mystery left.
And it’s bad news….
Interesting week… Matt Demma, good lord. Ludicrous speed will serve none of us well. But I do like you. Quite a bit. I’m glad this worked out. Now, if only Emily could find a way to teleport home without me tomorrow. And if only our parents didn’t care about it being a school night.
I want to go to college. I want UCF’s housing to be put up, right now, but mostly I want to go to college. I want to live in a dorm and have a killer math class and make homemade meals once a week with Amanda. I want to be able to stay up until three in the morning playing hide-and-seek if I feel like it.
I’m pretty sure that 75+% of the angst I experienced in my first two and a half or so years of high school could have been cured by making out with a guy on a semi-regular basis.
I enjoy Rilo Kiley lately.
I want to buy new clothes!
I’m done rambling for tonight.
for no real reason 