i freak-a-leakin' love summer.

i'm feeling kinda sick t'day, not sick sick. but like guilt or apprehension, or something i have no reason to be feeling. maybe it's just the fact i ate chex drowned in peanut butter, chocolate, and powdered sugar and oniony pringles for dinner last night.

but i love when you're just randomly doodling on a bit of paper and it turns out all cool looking.

and i love random bits of songs:
your anger suits you.

on the first date you know, why not look over at this person you're interested in, and say 'for the sake of the long run...maybe we should end it now.' and they say 'what?' and you say, 'can i explain?' and they say, 'you better!'

because the world is round, it turns me ooooon.



my favourite part of last night was when maire waved at hilary and i from her car and then ran into the curb. i love that kid, plus, my shirt matched her water bottle.

so the notebook is more of a watch late at night with your cousins or when your sick, then a watch with a bunch of people on a sugar high.

"Watching the news, again!?"
"Well, it changes everyday you see.."