slight rebellion off bellflower

i don't understand how there's so much dust in my room. i keep a box of swiffer duster refills in here because it's so bad. i find i'm constantly dusting everything.

i cleaned my room and was up until about 4 am this morning. i should get my laundry out of the wash, get all my clothes dried and folded. i think i might go through my closet today and reorganize. i wish i had a real closet.

took down that huge hairspray banner. i put up my framed explosions poster and my new, old jets to brazil poster. i think it needs to be framed as well. it looks odd right next to the explosions one, kind of naked.

z called before i woke up, i guess his car got broken into last night. and you know what they stole? his chrome bag, some work shirts, and his red hoodie. i feel sort of responsible for the hoodie being stolen because i was the one that threw it in the backseat right before i got out of his car. it was on the passenger seat floor. oh, he also called to tell me he might not be able to make it to dinner tonight.

falling slowly

every time i hang out with him i just like him more and more. this is evil! i was so set on just dropping all contact with him. i am so confused about him.

cursive was good, and z was right, the last time i/we saw them at the troubadour, they were better. but i still had a good time anyway. i invited him to dinner with christina, scott and i tomorrow.

came home to find my newest purchase in the middle of my room - a record player. it's been a year since i sold the one sean got me for christmas. and i went for one of those crosley ones. it fits my room anyway.

listening to perfecting loneliness, feeling down. feeling down.

love stoned

do i feel guilty? yeah, i think i do. those are always tricky grounds though if you have no dating history with a person you're into, and they end up liking one of your friends instead. still a tangled web!

explosions was cool last night, aside from the drama. i guess i can't even really call it drama. james was nice. he's a quirky guy. i don't know if i mean that in a good or bad way just yet.

i'm lagging on getting ready to meet scott and christina for the movies/foods.

i've only gotten 2.5 hours of sleep today, between harbor house and the beach with luke to thinking i had to work at 830 am. work was a blur. actually, this whole day kind of was.

how many more people will i have to meet to reassure that my feelings for z are true?

tally ho!

sitting in front of a 7-eleven by christina's building, technically on
the way to explosions in the sky with christina, scott and james.

not bone thugz

somewhere in that big blob of light are a bunch of people grinding on
girls they pulled from the crowd. insane.

sugar lumps

I've given up sex and cigarettes for the summer. It's been going
pretty well so far.

Hoorah!

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sitting on a swing, dangling her feet

i hate waking up from sleeping in a sad mood. that's the kind of mood that's been dwelling in this house lately. my mom hasn't been sleeping in her room, and her boyfriend hasn't been around. should i wonder why? everything's probably alright, but everyone just seems sad. money is always an issue. i dream about that now.

also, started my period today. so THAT was what all the major cramping was about. i should've known. maybe jamie is on her period too. i should ask.

getting lunch with aaron at 12 today. i should get ready. gotta head to christina's after.