Right now I’m chipper. I ate chocolate. I left Christy a message. So I decided to retreat to my room and write an entry which I would put up later, considering my brother is currently occupying the only computer in our house genuinely worth using, whilst I listen to the Cure. You know, you could never get enough of them. They make me happy.
I was listening to Red House Painters earlier today when I got home from getting paint for my room (the paint is red…hehe, Red House Painters…I’m painting my room red…) (which reminds me, I need to prepare me room for this)) and I completely felt like it was last summer. Mainly because I listened to that song over and over again, as well as Dashboard Confessional. Speaking of which, he’s coming to Dallas again. But I don’t feel like going. I just…don’t.
But then Brand New and the Beautiful Mistake is going to be at Deep Ellum next Friday. I’m most likely going. It’ll be good.
Oh, and I need to burn the Red House Painters CD from my brother.
Writing this entry is enlightening, somehow.
And the search for a camera is coming close to an end. But when am I getting it? Who knows: my dad does. Apparently, as he says, it will come as a surprise, meaning when the price goes down or my birthday. But just the thought of it makes me happy, so just knowing I will have it eventually…
Ah, yes! I backed out of the garage and into the alley today! And I didn’t hit anything. Oooh, Nicole’s on her way to driving. I forgot to mention I practiced driving a lot the other day…I think it’s really fun. My family keeps telling me I have a lot of time before I need to know, but I’m just a greedy bitch who needs to have/know shit.