Only crazy people
Fall in love with me
They come from all over
To be with me
Bank robbers and killers
Drunks and drug dealers
Only crazy people
Fall in love with me…
Crazy People // The Wreckers
I love this song, for some strange reason. It’s really witty, and funny… At the end of it, both Jess and Michelle just burst out laughing, it’s adorable. I can picture Liz and I doing something like that, definitely… <3 Now it’s “You Don’t Know Me” by Michael Buble.
Speaking of which, we had a really good time working on our project, actually. We smeared paste on each other and jammed to my iPod, which was amusing. We finished most of it, yay! The rest of it Liz will just finish on her own real quick, because we can’t get together this weekend again, what with business and all… As for me, I can stay up as late as I want tonight, and get up at noon, for all that I care.
Amen to that, brotha.
Anywho… I am now just kind of sitting here… Feeling a bit tired and a lot in pain — my ear and nose hurt… pimple and scab… ack! I hate dry, cracked skin in the wintertime… Only downside of the beautiful coldness and snow. Love that christmas is coming… and our vacation to Kiawah! The beach is incredible… I can’t wait to hear those crashing waves… Feel the tide lick at my toes… See the gorgeous pastel sunrise in the early morning… Smell the sea-salt… I am so ready for this, man! After my family gatherings, food, and presents, of course… Fun and inevitable, haha.
Coming up this weekend, I have to wrap my gifts for other people and stick them under the tree… And go over to my grandma’s after church to make gnocci’s for International Club dinner on Tuesday night… Which is the same night as our choir rehearsal! Luckily, there is time for both… I really don’t want to wear the same dress to our x-mas concert as I did to the fall one, tacky and unfestive… Blek. But my mom insists on being cheap… Love her to death, that is true, but ugh! Ah, well. C’est la vie, no?
Moving forward… I’m reading this book that I really enjoy… It’s called March by Geraldine Brooks, and it details the adventures and past of the girls in Louisa May Alcott’s Little Women’s father, Mr. March. It sounds cheesy, but as a result of vivid and sensory writing, the story practically leaps off the page… I can’t wait to curl up with that novel later tonight, before I surrender to sleep ^-^
Oh yes, and I forgot! I have to write my proyecto oral for spanish class… to be presented on Monday. It is supposed to detail ourselves descriptively and someone in our family… If you’re a male, you have to describe a female in your family, and vice versa. So, obviously, I have to describe a male… And I have no uncles or male cousins (except for Chris, who I know little to nothing about, other than that he still lives with his mom at nearly forty years of age) and no brothers… That leaves my dad! So I guess I’ll be getting up and talking about my dad and I. Interesting… Should be pretty easy. I could write it now, but there’s a chance I might fall asleep and drool all over it, and that would suck majorly… I’ll wait until tomorrow ; )
Gosh, my limbs hurt… Probably because of… Well, I don’t really know. It just is painful! But nothing I’m not used to, really.
So, I’d like to post something on here that I wrote recently, but I fear it might be stolen. I think I’ll probably delete the other post on here of my writing stories, seeing as someone could easily take it without crediting… And boy, how pissed would I be? MONUMENTALLY. There, it’s gone… Hopefully it’s not too late. Eh, it wasn’t anything really all that special anyway, though I do not want someone stealing it from me!!
What now, then? I’m not all too sure. My room is an absolute pig-sty… Perhaps I’ll clean it tomorrow while I’m overwhelmed with doing nothing? Highly doubt it. I really want a holiday cookie right now… Liz forgot to give me the ones we were going to eat, hah… Nerrrrg. -annoyance- Well, I would like to keep talking, but… I don’t really know what else to say.
Oh yeah! So I kind of agreed to go to the Winter Formal with Liz… And the theme is Hooville. Oy to the vey! Help me, please… Good thing it’s not till January, I could still possibly weasel my way out… Mowhahaha!
Well, I’m off to read and snuggle with my numerous colorful blankies… And to dream about my dream guy, Jasper… Everyone wants Edward, but I say, “Dude, give me Jasper, he’s sensitive, mysterious, and sexy!” Ohhhh, yes. -sigh of delight-
Peace out y’all… 
