I feel like whistling. (: Teehee. I like the moment I'm in right now. I'm listening to 'You and Me', I smell the barbeque beef my mom's cooking, I'm enjoying the fact that for once my homework for today is done, I'm done with my album-cover-hunting, and I just feel happy. Like really really happy. Not the kind of happy I force myself into to forget things. (: Just happy.
^ That was three hours ago. -__- My happy moments sure are short-lived. I guess if there's a really good up, then there's a really bad down. I'm all grumpy and moody right now. Haha my poor mom and sister. They're getting the full blast of it. (:
Tomorrow's last day of collegeee! :D It's FINALLY gonna be all over. (: I hated it. -__-
I wanna go to Whitney again. If I could have my way, I'd also go there everyday. I probably could persuade my mom too, but then I'd feel so selfishh. So I won't. My max is two times a week. I went Wednesday already, and Friday's too close. And my dad gets all mad cause he sees no reason for me going there. He's one to talk. As if he has reason for every freaking thing he does. I should shut up now; I don't want to turn this into some ranting post.
I'm looking at this photography magazine right now. (: It's kinda peaceful. So much beautiful scenery. I wanna go to one of those places for my honeymoooon. Heck, I wanna go to all of them. My poor husband. (:
I really really really want the Yellowcard album. D: But my mom would kill me if I got it. Haha she gave me a lecture today about how people who listen to metal/screamo/rock in general have no class. HAHA I LAUGHEDDD AT THAT. And got another lecture. -__- So the next time I go to Best Buy, I guess I'll buy Viva la Vida instead. That should be smarter.
I feel like whistling. (: Teehee. I like the moment I'm in right now. I'm listening to 'You and Me', I smell the barbeque beef my mom's cooking, I'm enjoying the fact that for once my homework for today is done, I'm done with my album-cover-hunting, and I just feel happy. Like really really happy. Not the kind of happy I force myself into to forget things. (: Just happy.
^ That was three hours ago. -__- My happy moments sure are short-lived. I guess if there's a really good up, then there's a really bad down. I'm all grumpy and moody right now. Haha my poor mom and sister. They're getting the full blast of it. (:
Tomorrow's last day of collegeee! :D It's FINALLY gonna be all over. (: I hated it. -__-
I wanna go to Whitney again. If I could have my way, I'd also go there everyday. I probably could persuade my mom too, but then I'd feel so selfishh. So I won't. My max is two times a week. I went Wednesday already, and Friday's too close. And my dad gets all mad cause he sees no reason for me going there. He's one to talk. As if he has reason for every freaking thing he does. I should shut up now; I don't want to turn this into some ranting post.
I'm looking at this photography magazine right now. (: It's kinda peaceful. So much beautiful scenery. I wanna go to one of those places for my honeymoooon. Heck, I wanna go to all of them. My poor husband. (:
I really really really want the Yellowcard album. D: But my mom would kill me if I got it. Haha she gave me a lecture today about how people who listen to metal/screamo/rock in general have no class. HAHA I LAUGHEDDD AT THAT. And got another lecture. -__- So the next time I go to Best Buy, I guess I'll buy Viva la Vida instead. That should be smarter.
Impress me. Sing along to Bon Jovi and Muse with me. Watch Lion King until your eyes hurt. Laugh at all my jokes. Buy me striped clothing on my birthday! Learn to love my Mickey. (: Memorize my phone number, and memorize it RIGHT. Buy me CD albums for my birthday/Christmas/anything! Never tell me you want to watch me swim. Get me Vitamin Water when I'm stressed. (: Tell me your life story. I'll tell you mine.
