Tomorrow's Halloween.

I am going to be Batgirl. It will be amazing.

Revelation.

I love when my blog basically just becomes a confessional for me. I wish I was gay, because I would totally date Tegan or Sara. Seriously. I'm in love with them. They're hilarious, make great music, and are the only people who can make mullets look hot. SERIOUSLY.

I'm old.

i got into ucsb!!! yayayayay! i'm so happy but i don't think it's sunk in yet. i have a key out of here. IT'S HERE. for those of you that realize applications haven't even gone in, i'll explain later.

I HAVE TEH HAPPY.

I'm gonna be my baby's nina for her first communion. I love her.

The happiest place on earth.

I went to Disneyland on Sunday and renewed my annual pass. THANK GOD. Who wants to come with?!

I'd hit that.

Oh man I'd totally hit Jim Sturgess. Seriously. I went to see Across the Universe AGAIN this weekend and I was just like, SERIOUSLY. Especially in the beginning when he sings Girl, I just fall in love. I need to find me a boy with a Liverpool accent and it's love.


Also I'm in love with:
Jenny Lewis because she's such a fucking rockstar, but that's already been established.

It's the most wonderful time of the yeeeeeeear.

It feels like Christmastime and that is probably the best feeling ever. So I've been singing Christmas songs for the last couple of hours and it feels soooooo good!

Memory Lane is littered.

While cleaning the other day I found some papers that I had written on well over a year ago. During an emotional breakdown I started jotting on papers, and most of it makes no sense. They are not complete sentences, thoughts, or phrases. But they're weird, so I'll just post them.

.douse the light & embrace the darkness quivering irony character depravity.
.plastic surgeon of emotions.
.clip those icarian wings sashay down the deserted taupe hallway.
.convincing self clones.
.the microscopic bits don't seem to add up to the castle you've become.
.spotlight on the martyr.
.spolight on your lifeless body with starfilled eyes, and bloodlusted tears.
.clutch your chest at a desperate attempt to find what you've always faked.
.your implications are clear and your statements, a blur.
.there's a startling ease in your transition from man to asshole in 1.5 seconds flat.

I'm somewhat liking the last one, that is all.

It's just a phase.

I've been going through this phase for a while where I only want to listen to female singers. Whenever I put on male singers I've been feeling disgusted, and I don't know why. So for now I have a pretty kickass playlist called "girls just do it better". I don't know what I'd do without Jenny, Regina, Emily, Tegan, Sara, Neko, Amanda, Nellie and tons of other killer chicks.

More to come.

I'm terribly terribly in love with the show Pushing Daisies.<3

Busyface.

You can tell that my senior year has started to kick into drive because each week produces less and less blogs. I'm hoping to fix that soon!

Homecoming.

So we have late start tomorrow, but I have to go early to practice for Homecoming. Oh gee golly wolly.

I'm so in love.

With one of my best friends Jessica, who was literally quite concerned at the prosepect of not getting into the same house when we're sorted at Hogwarts after our long lost letters finally arrive. <333