holy bajeezawitts.

alex is going to be christofer drew and i will make him get spider bites and steal all his shoes and i will be regina spektor and be pretty and make pretty songs. then i will also be ingrid michaelson. we're awesome!

ps. getting my braces off soon. srslyxcited.

rinse and rinse repeat.

and he charges by the tear, til i weep no moreeeeeeeeeee... etc. 

anyways, i forgot how to use my shift button today. bummer.

fail.

I don't remember my dream from last night. Hence the title... which is also about my life in general, obviously. 

So. I was just thinking. If there was such a thing as a dog/cat mixed together (like a liger!), what noise would it make? Like... barow? meork? meoof? Also, what noise does a platypus make? Like, click click click qui qui qui? Hm.

Maybe tonight...

I will dream about something worth talking about tomorrow. Because last night, to be quite honest, I had a dream about having a twin, controlling fire, pokémon (warped versions of a mudkip and a torchic [if that's how you spell the second one]), getting drowned by a wolf that could talk, and a creepy little pudge-ball of a girl ("It's habit." To some mistake I don't remember).

See how screwy that all is? I don't know. My dreams never turn out so well, and whenever they do I'm unpleasantly awoken. So, wish me luck while I go sleep. 

Things I should learn to do: sleep with my eyes open. How cool would I be?

"The only routine with me is no routine at all." A

I was looking up quotes for lack of anything better to do and because I don't ever fall asleep. Ever. That one up there is a Jackie O. quote that I like. Then. I was like. Let me talk to people about the movie Up! Because it made me cry and my favorite quote I have ever heard, quite possibly, is "I hid under your porch because I love you!" Or maybe, "Will you be my prisoner? Oh, please, please, please be my prisoner!" 

I'm pretty tired and my stomach hurts terribly and I'm playing MarbleBlast and it won't let me upgrade to platinum which I think is a cool word and run-on sentences are the worst, but I'll continue with this one anyways and somehow it feels like I'm out of breath although I'm not really saying this I am only breathing through my nose actually and this shouldn't be happening and I am rather hyper but if I move I may crash which would be good but I'm only saying that....

AND I WANT TO WRITE A POEM REALLY BADLY.

just hold my hand i think that that would help.

Today is fireworks day! Because the actual date is over rated! All of my activities for today included learning a Nirvana song on my guitar, making cupcakes with blue icing and sprinkles shaped like flowers, and gaining weight by being nearly completely sedentary (fail fail fail!). 

By the way, I like holding hands. “Nothing I can do that you can't do for yourself. He said, ‘Yes you can, just hold my hand. i think that that would help.’”

More posts to come... in a few minutes... I need to make sure this thing works!