hope you me don't fear you me hope

Today I woke up at around noon because my mom is home. So I ate lunch and for about an hour I sat in my room and listened to Sleater-Kinney's "One Beat" Album. Okay, newfound love is Sleater-Kinney. I find myself fantasizing about rocking out wearing very scantily clad clothing, but nonetheless rocking out. Please don't picture that. But anyway, that was fun, and I wrote a little in my journal. After that my mom went to Ross at McCarthy Ranch. I don't really like that store, but my sister and I went to the back to look for stuff I can use for my apartment next year. Found nothing. Cool bathroom art, though. Then again, I could paint a toilet by myself. Anyway, my sister and I went to Best Buy.

See the thing about Best Buy is that unlike Fry's they have good CDs there. Alright? Let's get that straight. Its next to Borders, which sells music at ridiculously steep prices, and yet it has more music. I found some Indie bands and Emo bands that I know. My Chemical Romance, Bright Eyes! So ladies and gentlemen, when you don't feel like stealing songs off the internet, go to Best Buy for the good stuff. My sister bought Sixteen Candles on DVD. Gosh, Jake Ryan is a hot man. And I bought Keane "Hopes and Fears." You know, the piano band.

This is my quiet summer. I think summer is the season I like to relax and so I don't break out as much (yay), and I'm glad that it exists. Except last summer when I had to babysit for my uncle. Let's not get into that. I finally learned to understand that situation and try to sympathize. Gosh my family is messed up. Maybe if I have my own kids I'll move to Australia to get them away from these crazy people.

I'm going to go to my room and sing badly now, bye people.