Thanks Butch.

It's nice when to find your realizations.
It's nice to be happy.
I think so damn much, but when I stop, everything falls apart and just makes so much sense.
I won't get that sentence a year from now, and it breaks my heart.

There's three lucky people in my mind and in my heart.
The people around me that always tell me how nice I look don't mean a damn thing. Only the three people mean anything.
And I noticed a lot of people read this. So, I'll just save you the stress by saying these people don't even have my blog. And if they do, they probably only got it from being in my headline that one time. I wish I got e-mails for when people comment my blogs.

I see Butch Walker for a second time on Friday and I'm so damn happy. I'm gonna charge my camera batteries either in a little bit or tomorrow night. I'm taking Shelbi and my mom wanted to see him too, but she can't come so I'll have to find someone. I'm thinking of asking Abby since Antanique already suggested it.

My birthday was on the Friday that just passed. I was born on Friday the 13th. Nobody believes me when I tell them though. Who lies about that, seriously. lol. We went out to eat at park place diner and went bowling at Strathmore. Anthony didn't even get me a card, but like Steinklein gave me this Frankenstein plushie. It seemed kinda weird, I felt like he was insulting me cause I know he always does that symbolic shit. But he was just being nice. Eh, I just am not used to nice things. It's kinda cute though. Antanique and Abby slept over and they ended up staying till Sunday. W00p W00p. I wanted an xbox..my mom promised me one since like last year, but now she claims she never did. >:l She's taking me shopping as my gift. Hot. I'll be doing stuff with my hair tomorrow..well technically today if you're someone I hate because I hate when people do that along with see you next year before new years. I want a nice dark blue shirt with white polka dots and pencil skirt. I'd like some jeans. Oh and there's these cute shirts at Forever 21, they don't really have a definition to what they are, for ex.sweaters, cardigans, t-shirts, etc. etc. They're like weird...but I like them. It looks like you're wearing art. It's sick nasty. Digg it. Sucka. Fool.

I only slept like 40 minutes because I was up talking to Conrad then I couldn't sleep. XD I got through the day though. I was very tired in Math. Lunch just doesn't seem so great anymore. I always stare out into the window wishing I was just sitting out there instead sometimes. No offense to the people around me...but I just wish I could be alone in school sometimes. Okay, I don't really wish that cause it'd be lonely but RAAAAAAAA. You get it. You get it. I feel like everything's repeating. It's like a glitch in this season. Everyone is saying the damn thing and I'm feeling the same way at the same times. But when I get in Math, it's always different. I don't understand. We started to watch Cinderalla Man in history, it's a nice movie, never seen it before. The dad reminds me of Anthony's dad. Shit, still gotta do my take home test. lmfaooo. I understood everything in French today. Everything just fit together..made sense..today. It was nice.
I tried this new style on today. I put my hair in a ponytail and moved it so some of it was on my left boob. I have long hair. Sorry. I wore like red lipstick, green eyeshadow, and put eyeliner in the corners of my eyes. I thought it looked nice, but I wasn't too sure what everyone else thought. Throughout the day I was like Damn, I look like Poison Ivy. ahaa. Anthony liked it and so did Kim. They're pretty different so I'm guessing it looked good. I think I'll do it tomorrow for Saint Patty's Day, but not the red lipstick. Red lipstick is only good for once a week, even less than that. I just had a lot of people look at me more than usual today. It felt nice, but I wasn't sure if it was a bad thing at first. I hope it was. =/

I've been really happy lately. (Yeah, you thought I was gonna say it was nice, but I'm not. Sucka.)

I think I'm ready to be in a relationship again. I'll need a week or two to begin one.

I just wrote some music for a new song I'm working on, it is in desperate need of lyrics. I <3 Bm.

I'll end it this with, if music didn't exist, nobody would ever get me. (understanding my screename now?)
This song relates to my life and it's basically a big dedication to some people. Mostly just one. But the chorus is for a few that probably don't even realize. The video helps a lot too. Butch is me in the video and all the people in it are the ones I'm dedicating it to. FYI: It's not a good thing for you guys.




Turn the TV off, Put down the Cosmopolition.
I'd like to think that I'm not asking a lot.
Oh my god, this static is bad for my complexion.
This town has turned you into someone your not.

And every other day I hear another brother say
That I'm standing in line

Please, just let me go. Just let me go.
And if it's all over
Just tell me so, Just tell me so.
Please, just let me go.
And I won't be your shadow anymore.

I passed the house last night Knowing it was my last time.
I'd see the dent of anger kicked in your car
In the rear view mirror
Thoughts of sex cross my mind.
Looks like the drama queen is finally a star.

And every other day
I hear another brother saying that
I'm crazy, for lying to myself
and you for trying

Please, just let me go. Just let me go.
And if it's all over
Just tell me so, Just tell me so.
Please, just let me go.
And I won't be your shadow anymore.

You lost your mind.
I lost my keys.
Sometime last night while I was on my knees.
I miss the smile that you traded
For the cold piece of armour wrapped around your heart.

Please, just let me go. Just let me go.
And if it's all over
Just tell me so, Just tell me so.
Please, just let me go.
And I won't be your shadow anymore.