If every building falls; And all the stars fade (Mat Kearney, Closer to Love)

I wish I could stay awake without the coffee. Feels good to be paying attention and actually thinking after a year of sleeping, doodling and stoning. Damn I need to sleep earlier. But I just wasted 2+ hours of my time watching American Idol and am wasting more time hereeee. D:

But watching Alex Lambert is totally worth it. Sweetest boy ever. I CAN'T HELP BUT SMILEE OH EM GEE HEEEE.

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WHEEE. I WANT HIM TO WIN RAWR.

It's funny how, though I still like rock music, I'm a huger fan of slower, raspier, soulful-er stuff like Paolo Nutini, James Morrison, Mat Kearney & Alex Lambert :D. Maybe I'm getting OLD. Oh wells. I think it's something to do with my tendency to loop songs forever and ever. Avenged Sevenfold on loop for the whole day would just kill my ears.

I need to write betterrrr. My GP essays stink. Even though I redid my essay, I still have weak arguments, lousy phrasing, disgusting words, incoherent expressions. Oh wells. Need. To. Read. More.

& just to irritate you Tingfang, GAVEL CLUB GRAVEL CLUB GAVEL CLUB GRAVEL CLUB. I think guys who like bright green fitting jackets (paiseh couldn't find the green) make for good son-in-laws yea.

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