Teenage Dream

Okay, hear me out. This is NOT Katy Perry's Teenage Dream, it is by the most amazing Boyce Avenue. If you want goodness in your soul, listen to that song. The words are different so they are absolutely tender and sweet, and he has the true idea of what love is. Unlike Katy Perry, this song is not all about getting in each other's clothes. If you like good music, you should listen.
I have been a posting fail! I keep typing up blog entries, taking a look at them, and closing the laptop. It's gotten to the point of extremity.
I'm sitting with Caylie, supposed to be doing school work... But guess what? I'm NOT. I was downloading stuff by that there Boyce Avenue band. They did Airplanes! Did you know I LOVE that song? I don't know why... I normally hate stuff like that. But for some reason I really like that song.
I absolutely love co-op. We were assigned different things to do reports on for biology, and I took viruses. And guess what I am writing about? ZOMBIES. Freaking zombies. I'm so excited! My goodness! In the words of Toby Turner, Holy sweet monkey mother of medicinal gun sneaky Jesus. I'm excited.
Caylie and I are listening to some of our old bands and musicians. It's good to know I wasn't the only extreme pop fan back in the day. Hilary Duff is what is playing now. It's making me feel all silly. But now I'm listening to Death Cab for Cutie, so I'm in the zone. I really should be writing my zombie report, or finishing my thingie for writing class, but I consider both of those fun. I love writing! So much better than bloody logic. Even though I have a logical mind, so it seems that I would like math and stuff more... Oh well. My life is a bundle of contradictions.
My life is a bundle in general. In fact, everyone's is. It's just everything that we love and feel and experience shoved into one tiny lifetime, completely unique to each of us. Kind of a weird thought. It reminds me of making sausage. Some families have reunions, we make sausage. It has desensitized me to gross foods, that's for sure. It's meat and guts on the inside, shoved into pig intestines. Smoked for a few days in the infamous smoke house behind my grandparent's house, and then BAM! The most delicious freaking sausage in the history of meat being shoved into pig innards.
Fallout: New Vegas. That is the game series I'm currently watching 'buscus play. It is funny, and Victor the robot is a creep. It's funny... I have this vast knowledge of video games but am SO not a gamer. When I play a video game I'm more occupied with making things blow up and shooting people in the head than actually playing... Or determining whether the person I'm about to shoot in the head is actually an enemy or not. Thanks Tobzor!
Caylie's calculator is hot pink. Mine is black. Math shouldn't be hot pink... It is not fun enough. But it works for her because she's fun.
I broke my butt about a year ago and sometimes if I sit down for a long time it hurts. It doesn't hurt now, I just thought you should know that.
"Your voice is the soundtrack of my summer..." Oh Boys Like Girls. You write good music...
I REALLY should do work! It has gotten to the point of extremity! Wow I already used that word... It has gotten to the point of... To the point of... Oh forget it.
Tonight! Retreat! Boring weekend! I'm about to fall out of my chair due to excitement! Wait... I'm not on a chair... I'm just sitting on the floor... Looks like I already fell! I'm so happy. Retreats make joy bubble up in my face.
My fingernails are chipped, my toenails are chipped, and I just ate some chips. I am Chippy... That is the name of a character in some show I used to watch. But as to who it was and on what show I cannot tell you. Do you have any idea? Post in the comments my five followers.
American Idol is back. It is so different. I don't really like it that much, but that one fifteen year old guy that was on was AMAZING. His voice was so pure and wonderful.
Man, I have nothing to talk about. I suppose that means I should shut up now. **I just made a mistake!!!**
Peace off bloggers!
Gracie O.