okay. what is wrong with me? this made me cry.

Brandon Bryant - Runner up of "So You Think You Can Dance" Season 5

This boy is pure genius and I JUST CAN'T.  UGH HE'S INCREDIBLE.

a slew of things all at once

Well, I'm pretty sure it's been a while.  I got pretty good at updating more frequently last month, but then I stopped again.  But here we goooo!  I have SO much to put on here, it's actually a novel in itself.  It's going to be another one of those long rants, but it's a happy rant this time :D  So let's get down to it...


I've currently got a wonderful boyfriend right now and I've been in just one of the best moods.  I can't even remember the last time I was this happy, really.  I'm smiling all the time and it's just such a great feeling.  Now how did this happen, you ask?  Oh my god, I can't even begin to describe the emotional roller coaster that was ridden to get to this point.  I was on that ride for 5 months and it was the worst.  Although, now that I look a it, where the two of us are now wouldn't have happened at all if not for that time.  So I guess it's alright.  And just so those are clued in when I start mentioning names, his name is Ryan.


So back in December, Ryan and I started talking and over the course of a few months, we got really close really quickly.










AND I'LL FINISH THIS LATER.  UGH I HATE FRENCH CLASS.

ALSO, JUST FOR THE PRINTED RECORD

One week until my 17th birthday.  Weird.  I'll probably come back tomorrow to write a post on this.  I've got a lot to say.

...but the previous message still abides.

i would like to know why

I'm inquiring as to why Margaret feels the need to continually bunk out at my house.  Honestly, what the actual fuck?  What about the fact that she's spent months trying to get a house of her own and she JUST finished moving all of her possessions from her small, cramped apartment to her brand new town house?  If I were her, I'd be wanting to sleep there as opposed to MY FUCKING HOUSE.  Get out.  Please & thank you.  I am so beyond fuming right about now, I'd say.  Goodnight and pleasant dreams for all.

can this be me?

Chaz Buzan improving during TOKYO'S class in NYC.  He's incredible.  I really, truly strive to be like this and everything he emanates with his movement.  This brings me to tears.

final egg drop project.

legit.

The pitter-patter of the rain on my rooftop hums and buzzes.

I lose myself in the serenity of the melodic rhythms,

As it gently and softly coos me to sleep.

Hush.  I am at ease.  I am at peace.

I am as silent as silence goes until I start to stir,

After only but a minute in my immobile trance.

I am awake.

And I must now face another day with my plastered smile,

And tear-glossed eyes.

Nobody knows but I.

I patiently wait for the rain to acquaint itself with my senses yet again.

I'm ready for the takeover.

it's really awkward

...how I'm sitting here in choir, 8th period, and have to keep avoiding Ryan's gaze. I mean...it's cool and everything, I guess.

But not really, of course. I haven't written about him at all on here because I just hadn't written any posts while things were going on. But I probably should have because writing on here always makes me feel a little bit better. Getting things out some how makes me feel only just a bit at ease. It helps me feel like I'm not keeping it locked inside me for an obscene amount of time. Maybe a little later I'll do one. I don't feel like doing it right now, at the moment.

And lol I don't think I've mentioned this at all either, but I simply cannot explain how incredibly, mind-blowingly annoying Jess Brown is. Like...it's amazing that one person can be that oblivious to their own ability to be a turn-off to basically everyone. It's highly amusing, but always getting on my nerves, no doubt.