I'm not your wonderwall, but you don't really need saving now, do you?

I feel like blogging about my days is pointless, because I'm pretty sure only one person reads this. But, there isn't really anything else to blog about, considering I'm done with the whole anonymous addressing thing. I feel like that just gets messy, ya know? People are always thinking things are about them when they're not, and when they are about someone, it turns out they don't even know your...

we're ghosts, but we just don't know it yet.

I'm falling asleep as I write this.And I don't know why I'm runni...

another day

These are the people I associate with, as of late. I'm quite fond of them all, really.How ironic is it I finally get a friend group now that I'm out of high school.Is that irony? I struggle with applying irony to everyday situations. Also, just in general.Anyways, I love all these people and wish I could turn them into little chocolate figurines to keep with me at all times and then when it gets...

In the mean time.

I guess I'm just hoping we'll all communicate.I'm hoping that you'll ask me on an actual date, if you like me. And, maybe you'll kiss me somewhere original, because everyone hates being door stepped, and a car isn't much better. Oh, and while you're at it, stay solid; literally. Won't you? And maybe let's go camping on the west coast, because we can if we want and we're super cool.I'm hoping...

So, my computer has decided to not let the internet work anymore.It's actually really sad, because I actually have photos to post now. I have photos from Subway and photos from the housewarming party.I've been hanging out with incredibly awesome people lately.I'll keep trying, because it needs to work at some point. Hopefully, before college. That would be a disaster.Anyways, that's all I really have...

"Everything beautiful in architecture has been done already."

Maybe, I'll stop talking in metaphors one day, because no one understands why I'm a robot anyway. Or why my gnomes are no longer necessary.Maybe, I'll stop thinking boys will catch my hints, because I guess they haven't even heard of that word before.Maybe, I'll stop not saying things I want to say in situations, because they would make for a much more interesting story later.Maybe, I'll stop with...

These photos are from my graduation and have nothing to do with what I wrote.

I'm not asking for a lot, really.Just a picnic at Fairyland with the button up shirt you wore in that one picture. And a Dawson's Creek marathon because there's nothing else to do. Oh, and maybe some of that cheese that you talk so fondly of. I could use some of that. Just not the kind I had before. Not the flowers-on-Valentine's-day kind. I'm talking about the first-kiss-while-playing-laser-tag type....

In the mean time, I'll wrap my gnomes up and stuff them in my closet, because they aren't as necessary and I thought they were.

I was going to stop posting on this blog, but I decided to keep it until I get my new computer and Photoshop. My free trial of cs6 ran out on the 31st, and it's super hard to go back to Photoscape. Ahhhh. But, hopefully I will make enough money this summer to have enough to buy it when school starts. But, for now, this will be my amateur-high-school-teen blog. I might as well get it all out of my...