Listening to Sunday Morning by Maroon 5 on a Thursday afternoon can have its consequences. Nevertheless, sorry I've not been blogging much lately, I just have nothing much to say, or I just don't have the time. Either ways, quit hitting me >.< summer hair :3

Regarding the previous post; We had an English exam throughout the day, 2 and a half hours each, and a 2 hour break in between. Sweet right? Since Al's house is the closest, and his rents ain't home, we went there to kick back and play a lil' Burnout on his Ps3, you know, guy stuff. With Liam there, its bound to be fun.
So around 15 mins in, Al ran up to his room, came down a minute later with a "suspicious" bag. I thought "Lol dude, no fucking way...". He opened it; ta-dah! Weed! Well, shit weed anyways. I took around 2 puffs and no effect >.>

Okay, I know, don't do drugs and all that, or at least not anymore, but its kinda that social thing we do without really thinking. Know? Don't be hatin!

I've listened to an entire The Academy Is album like, 3 times now. Its ultimately rare to find an artist that can produce an album whose songs are bearable, or even likeable.

I got a hair cut recently, and I DESPISE it! Its just... Too short. Short as in the "I've-never-spiked-my-hair-in-my-entire-life-but-now-I-can-spike-it" kinda short. Anywho, memories.



A catch up from what's happened, a new addition to mah contact list: Lucy!
You see, she was really emo one day and blogged about "shutting down herself". I figured I might give someone a helping hand from someone that's felt the same way before. Thaaaankfully she saw how emo that was beforehand. Though, I do apologize for not being a good conversation carrier because I've been having a mental block that's gonna fail me in English this week... And no, you're not a wallflower >.< math ="/" id="gwProxy" type="hidden">