Today was good because I rediscovered a band. I love that. Maybe I will try to forget bands intentionally now and then listen to them after a long while. The band I dug up today was Wolf Parade. I loved them a few years ago, and I came across them again on Last.fm today realized how damn good they are. If you don't know them please give them a listen. I'll Believe in Anything- Wolf Parade

So this weekend was terrible, but all of that seems forever ago because today was supaaah! This weekend I felt trapped in my own mind mostly, and consequently overthought little things and grew frustrated, and it didn't help that it was shitty out 24/7. Going to school did a world of good. For some reason everything about my day at the Regional was splendid, and I just felt happy the whole day (and now). I'm being kind of vague about all this but I don't feel like going into greater depths. Life is nice. Thats my blog for today.
I got this limited edition Titus Andronicus vinyl record from a photography contest, which was great, despite it being addressed to a Mister J.Hersk. I am going to bed BEFORE 9 tonight, and then waking up to to see the Leonid meteor shower. So byebye computer.
The picture of the day is of my sister's art. She's really good at this thing called life, even if it isn't always easy.
Song: I'm Not Going to Teach Your Boyfriend How to Dance- Black Kids

Your going away
And I'm feeling the same
Thing Day after Day
I can't let it go

Everyone in this room
They've got troubles too
Secret stories and
Lies that we never knew

Xavia, who will save us?

Today is a list day:
1. Went to Barnes and Noble
2. Bought two Dave Eggars books
3. Talked to my dad on skype
4. Listened to music for 7 hours
5. Felt like shit
6. Felt great
7. Started my thirty plus pages of history reading at 10:28

I had never felt confident enough to just be crazy and dance like a grade A lunatic. So today I didn't give two shits about what anyone thought and tried to have a killer time with my lovely chums. Tonight's DP=best time

I walked up to see Mister Fred, all tucked away under the covers. There were cries from the baby next door, and he seemed so removed from it all. In his little cave of blankets. I wish we traded places for the day. Make that week.

I used to hate getting shots, but now I really don't mind at all. Yes, I got my priority H1N1 shot, for all those viewers at home who were wondering. You can just call me Joey Swine-Free, yeah I rhymed. no big deal.
Anyhow, Wednesdays are always so full, what with babysitting and actual work and then schoolwork. I felt hyper-efficient when I got home from cleaning/sitting, until I realized that all my homework was done solely in my imagination. R.I.P First term of schoolio. I won't miss you and I will laugh at your funeral, obnoxiously. Anyhow this is quite possibly the strangest (and worst) blog I have done in a while. And I am fairly sure that was the billionth time I have said 'anyhow'.
Run to Your Grave by the Mae Shi.Click d@t Shit.

My padre left for South Africa today. I'm so jealous. Being there last year was such an genuine experience, I felt so alive everyday there, brimming with all things new. Anyhow back to life here, I have honestly been listening to music for the last seven hours without a break. I don't want to sound like one of those cliche 'omg omg music <3' kids, but although I haven't had a productive day by anyone's standards, everything seems alright. Music always takes me away from the pressures of daily life and I feel happy.