We're gonna die like this.

She says "Live up to your first impression" (Come on, just say it),
Well my best side was your worst invention (Come on, just say it),
Why cant you live without the intention (I need you defenseless, dependent),
Why can’t you love without the intention (alone).
-TBS "One-Eighty By Summer"

AHEM. So I re-downloaded Where You Want To Be since that's the only album I'm missing and I used to have it before my computer crashed the first time. DAMNIT. I like it. 1, 2=good. 3=alright.

So yeah, this is Emo. This is high school. This is so three years ago. But. Hey, get the fuck off. I know. And I don't care. I got love.

Work was excruciating today. I had to put out dvd's but it's ok it was only a four hour shift. But so I get almost done putting out the million dvd's and I'm like Ok cool, I must be almost off by now, but I sneak a look at my cell and it was only 2, I got off at 4. AGH. Longest ever! But it was okay today. Starting to chill out. Instead of trying to be so serious. But shit, fuckin selling Replacement Plans to rich people is harder than selling Backstage Passes to middle class citizens. Oy. Oh well, I'll get it.

Hot as fuck today. Sucked when I got home. Painful. I had a good head on and turned on the damn AC. But yeah.

Work tomorrow 500 to close. Which is 9. Crazy. Or is it 8? I dunno...Haha...don't even know. Dang. Well, I'm going to create my stupid retarded list for cleaning up before my parents come. The next couple days are going to suck.

I went to my sister's room like a half hour ago and wanted to tell her how I liked how Fred was screaming something I never really heard in "Timberwolves At New Jersey" I KNOW SOMETHING THAT YOU DON'T KNOW! Just got me like swaying. Good shit. Haha but she was like trying to sleep, so I was kinda like tlaking to myself.

Sigh, I'm always talking to myself lately. Not feeling very cool on the cool meter. Heh, oh well.

Goodnight.