heading on a wee plane to my home. It’s gonna be good. 3!oh3 fest on the plane. Oh yeah…
Andrew McMahon once said that his life was a boring pop song and everyone is singing along. I’m going to say that my life is a giant music video and I’m the only one that knows the songs. My ipod is starting to dictate how I do things like when I walk down the street I have to stop myself from dancing. When I go upstairs to get to my flat I imagine that its a sad love song of sorts....
Wolves have been slaughtered. Well one down. One to go before the end of the week. Then its two weeks off for semester break and I get to see Panic/Tai/CobraCobra. Also. Late night down Manners. Cute boys singing HTL out loud. I want to see you again. And tell you how amazing HTL are and how we should get a coffee and discuss how amazing we are.
Jeallin. Mel met Tom from Ciwwaffles. Wish I was her.
last night with ear drops. Tonight was TMI night in the Dita flat. I learnt a lot I didnt need to know. Also learnt I will probably always be voted most likely to date a boy in a band because she is unclingy nor needy.
To find time to do work and figure this stuff out. Assignments are due all week. Physiotherapy on Friday for my back. Flights home on Saturday End of the month is an Ice-cream date with our friends TAI even if they say no to me.