clutching at my parachute.

right now, things are undigestible.

i am on the edge of everything and can't sit and rest.

but i did so today.

good decision.

i saw new moon saga, laughed at it the whole way through, get to a friend's house, had a nice warm meal, followed by tea, shattered glass, and a wedding movie.

it did mountains of good.

i have to remember i have a life sometimes.

as much as i can be a constant socialite, i get lost in everything.

the soundtrack to my gettings lost

- erik hassle's hurtful (3 days. non stop. one of those songs that you come up with the sytycd choreography for in your head)

- stars' life effect (the time that shuffle got it just right)
- somedays by regina spektor (she sings what i've been trailing off about)

and the entire parachutes soundtrack by coldplay.

it is keeping me calm and collected at the moment which is what i need.

on really vague&random notes:

- our chalkboard wall in our kitchen is getting very full.

- GRANDE CARAMEL MACCHIATO ADDED ME ON FACEBOOK.

- never back down

- arctic monkeys is soon (oh, how i miss concerts.)

- things are about to get real ugly

- friendly fires is sooner. yum. i get my drummer back.

- apparently i have my own church.

- koi story was great.

all of these are based off of true stories.

ALSO.

FUN FACT.

the guy in new moon as an almost-extra IS FROM EXHIBIT A!

also, MANGO CAKE ANYONE?!?!?!

THOSE... ARE MANGO SLICES.

GET EXCITED, AUDIENCE.

on that note, homework.

from the girl trying to be all smiles & giggles,

mtb.