emo trip

I've been listening to a lot of dashboard confessional lately. Not really because I want to, for some reason, the songs suddenly start playing.

What is it with me and trying to relate very song I hear to my life?

Your love is a fast song, and I'm dancing cause I'm in love with you..

not by dashboard, but it's playing now and it's making me giddy and happy. And really I have to stop being so pathetic and cheesy.

And there are so many things I want to say but I'm crap at writing.
My mind is going blank right now.

at 12.23 am

In a few hours, I'd be on a bus to school never to be heard from again (well, not really, i just like to exaggerate things) and I'm going through all this for what might be the last time for the next 9 days. Why'm I even making such a big deal out of this?

I think you would prolly laugh if you found out all the stuff I've been writing about here have been nothing but about you...

I'm on this sentimental road trip to nowhere. I'm on this happy rollercoaster ride with no definite end in sight. I'm this song that plays on and on. And I'm this insanely cheesy sap who cried just a little too much while reading stepehen king. Who cries while reading stephen king, anyway?

Your love is in motion.. And it's spining me around again..
Your love is a fast song.. And I'm dancing cause I'm in love with you...

And I'm thankful. smile. =)

Waiting, waiting for you to go online. Silly smile is on my face.

Random, random thoughts.. That was the first time I ever did something like that. Wasn't sure if it was likeable or edible. It looked more like the latter than the former. Haha.

I usually make more sense in this blog than in the lj.. Oh no. Not really. And to think I ended up bashing my math prof for his weirdness. He should bash me back. *bash bash bash*

waiting, waiting, waiting..