i'm home so early today.
i'm in the weirdest mood.
david pointed out that the "i before e except after c" thing doesn't work with the word "weird."

isn't that WEIRD?

have you ever noticed that if you look too long at a word it starts to look completely wrong? i do that all the time and it bothers me.

today was...
bizarre.
nothing was the way it usually is.
chemistry test-- w00t!!! =D the excitement of forever.
my mom is so funny.
this morning: "are you kickboxing?" "no- i'm a rapper."

i'm cold and wet right now.
lauren and i dove into the wet grass in the courtyard today. party.

"is he JOKING?" {i don't know, was he?}

i hate my hairy legs. i hate them so much.

the rain made me happy. {but also wet and cold}

..................................

The sky is grey, the sand is grey, and the ocean is grey.
I feel right at home in this stunning monochrome, alone in my way.
But as bad as I am I'm proud of the fact that I'm worse than I seem.
What kind of paradise am I looking for?
I've got everything I want and still I want more.
Maybe some tiny shiny thing will wash up on the shore.
You walk through my walls like a ghost on TV
You penetrate me and my little pink heart is on its little brown raft floating out to sea.
And what can I say but I'm wired this way and you're wired to me
And what can I do but wallow in you unintentionally?
What kind of paradise am I looking for?
I've got everything I want and still I want more.
Maybe some tiny shiny key will wash up on the shore.
Regretfully, I guess I've got three simple things to say.
Why me? Why this now? Why this way?
Overtone's ringing, undertow's pulling away under a sky that is grey on sand
That is grey by an ocean that's grey.
What kind of paradise am I looking for?
I've got everything I want and still I want more.
Maybe some tiny shiny key will wash up on the shore.