Mom, I want to be a pirate.

Guess what I did today. Dude, I said guess.

...no, I didn't do that, but it sounds fun.

...uh, what kind of person do you take me for?

....okay, fine, I'll just tell you. I saw Pirates of the Caribbean with my sister and my cousin. Dude, that movie is friggin awesome. I might sound like a geek, but there is no denying the fact that that movie was so good. Usually, I don't like Disney movies, not even animated ones, but this one was impressive. Kickass, even. Plus, Orlando Bloom looked cute, and keeping with the theme of today, I wouldn't usually think that either.

Thinking about the future is kicking my ass now. I got a viewbook from Dartmouth College today. Fucking God. Gee whiz. Seriously, I'd resort to crying myself to sleep, because its really stressing me out, and sometimes I can trick myself into not thinking about it, but then I do, and I have sort of a panic attack. I hate all this. And my mom is throwing career choices at me because she knows I'm dying here. I'm so dying. Coincidentally, I'm listening to a cover of "Send Me An Angel" done by Thrice.

I think my sister is trying to kill me, because she made me this nasty smoothie that tasted like rice.

You know, do ever miss something so much that while you're sitting down watching TV and stuff, you are rearranging words in your head, making a poem? Then you go to write it down, but it doesn't come out the same as in your head? And it just ruins your whole night....I did that last night. Trying to write about something I miss.

I had a dream last night that we went to see Mandy Moore's new film and it sucked. I don't know, maybe it was just a dream or maybe you shouldn't see it. Haha, jk