who cares

you can read this. i want you to.

listening to engine heart by mirah, and it's making me very light and, jovulant.  i've never used that word before, i don't know what it means, but that's okay. 

i'm going to spirit west coast, which is great.  and i remembered that my cousine lives in santa cruz, which is going to save us all about 80 dollars each on a hotel (yey!), and we're all a bit poor, so this is great.i can't wait.  david crowder will be there.  i want to tell him  thathim and i should be best friends (i almost wrote lol there, a sign that i've been iming too much lately.  lol.).  i mean, i don't want to be a stalker or anything, but david crowder is my soul mate.  okay so he's married, and i'm gay, but still.  trivialities.  funny that what i'm looking forward to most right now is the drive. . .  i love driving so much.  the best times in the day, when i feel most myself, most ready for anything, are when i'm on the freeway, blasting the beatsteaks, singing at the top of my lungs, all the windows down.  i can't wait to drive to school.

shit i have SATs tomorrow.  hecka keep forgeting.  are you supposed to study or something?  i should take caffien pills before or something.  wonder where you get them. 

the beatles don't make any sense.

He wear no shoeshine he got toe-jam football
He got monkey finger he shoot coca-cola
He say I know you, you know me
One thing I can tell you is you got to be free
Come together right now over me

um, what?  excuse me? 

i need to brush my teeth.  yummy.

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