Im listening to a LOT of Panic! At the Disco. And..... its really fun. Your all going to hate me for posting so much in one day, but... I dont care. Im going to tell about my day.

Kris and I go to the mall, EARLY this morning. Like... 10 AM. Apparently people want to call me, but I miss all calls, because my phone is in the living room and Kris and I are playing P!ATD really loudly. ANYWAYS, Kris goes into get her hair done, and I go wandering around the mall, which is HUGE btw. I go into this store called Hot Rags, because I cant find the Hot Topic. There is this REALLY cute guy, and he starts talking to me, though he's like.... 23-ish..... teeheehee. And Im in there for like... an hour total, not buying anything but Inscence, and rocks. ^)^ wheee. Its awesome, cause I got 20 sticks of mixed inscence for 2 bucks. Then I got sunglasses for like... five. ^)^ Anyways, then I go to search more mall. And I find Hot Topic and Spencers! ^.^ Im like... HAPPY HAPPY JOY JOY!!

Everytime I go to a store, I have like... three guys following me in. Of different sterio-types. I've got preppy, goth, punk, and retro following me. Im like... teeheehee. The guys in the stores are hitting on me too. ^.^ I dont buy a lot, and then I go back to see Kristin, people still following me. >.> But they dont go into the hair salon. Kris was pretty much done, we only waited about ten minutes for her to be finished, then we went to go eat. Tokyo Express. Im finally getting all the chinese that I have been wanting for a while. Happy happy. While Im getting my food, the guy next to me talks to me a little. Then, finally, they give me my order, and I almost drop it... the guy is like... "Do you need help?" I look at him and smile, tuck hair behind my ear, which makes him smile, and say politely. "Um.. no thanks." He looks at me again, and smiles a little more and says to me, "Just so you know, your really pretty." He smiled a little more, and walked off, still saying to himself about how gorgeous I was(am)... I blushed a lot.

Then... Kris and I eat, and I feel like someone is watching me. Kristin feels it too, so we look around, but dont see anyone, so I give up on trying to find who it was. Then we go back to Hot Topic and Spencers, then... freaking Dustin( No.... not texas Dustin... a friend from the net) calls, and I fake that Chuck calls after like... half an hour of talking to him so I can get off the phone with him. Im screening his calls now. Now we are at Kristins house, with Chuck and Gina, preparing for the PAAAAARTAY tomorrow. Which... isnt really a party.... its a house Blessing. >.> Fun fun. But still......ITS KRIS'S BIRTHDAY! Well... tomorrow is.... which will be fun fun cause... cause.... CAKE! Really really YUMMY cake, that we've had.... that had chocolate filling, and like... strawberries, and yummy yummy! I heart that cake... though they're getting the vanilla one... which I didnt find as yummy.

Wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!

I bet no one can guess who that poem was to. I really doubt anyone but Kris knows.

I want an oppinion.

Who does everyone think the poem below this is about?

Good job, my love.

You fucked me over. Oh yes, that you did. You went behind my back, forgot things, and didnt do anything to help them come back. Now we are demoted. Now there is nothing left to look forward to me. You've got the world in your hand, I've got the ashes of the photo's we took. So good job, my love. You did what you needed to do.

Your a loverly person, and great friend, and an even possible better "significant other". I wouldnt know. All you forget is that I dont like them. I dont like what they do, and I hate that they can control you with such emotion. Thats my job. I cant help you anymore. I cant be there for you when I know they are so close and powering. So good job, my love, because this is shortly ending.

Its not that I dont love it. I did. I do. I always will. But.... its just like Im bleeding everywhere, and no one has a mop or a car... and there are no doctors. I'm gunna go mental for this, and you cant save me.

In the Imortal words of Panic! At the Disco: Have some composure, where is your posture. Your pulling the trigger, your pulling the trigger.

Easy as that. So good job, my love, because... Im simply there. And I wont be gone. But, my love, you've done yourself in.

D00d. Kristin and I are like... In LOVE with this new band guy. He is flipping awesome! Goes by Kelly. I'm like.... w00t. Because, these shoes are three hundred dollars.

And tatoos are from the deviel. And guys just want to get in your tutu. >.> Then for your birthday you want condamns. And Jesus Christ on a Crutch! I think we are watching to much of the HBO. H.B.O. Wheeeee! We are street walker, a walker in the night.

BOYS JUST WANT TO GET IN YOUR TUTU. I thought I told you that. >.> Go upstairs and cover that tutu. Hehe. I have too much fun with these songs. Wheeeeee!

And the day has finally arrived.

I'm at Kristin's house, drinking coke, talking, staying up late, doing hair! w00t. Her mother is really actually nice, her 'Step dad' is awesome-tastic, and her brother isnt all that bad either. Whheeeeee! I found my way across all the fucking bastardized Air Plane/Ports, and didn't get myself lost. Whooppie! Teeheehee. >.> But the airline lost my luggage. I'm without clothes! Le growl. >.> Stupid airline. I HAD to transfer! Why the hell transfer? Go from Austin, to Houston, to Chicago? Middle, edge, edge. >.> Shhesh! Teehee, but I still love my Kristin though! >.> I just hope my luggage gets here soon. I have my straightener in there, along with ALL my make-up, clothes, shoes, and stuff. It would be really really bad if I didnt have any for the rest of the time Im up here. I'd be pretty pissed.

Oh, Joshy Poshy. Question. When I get back down to Texas, will I have the whole "I'm GETTING MY COOKIES" thing? I want to be Gollum again. So... I need cookies.