Six months ago, I had my whole life planned out. It involved me doing all matter of amazing things and going to all sorts of cool places. But now that I think about it, there's one thing that I forgot to cater into my plan. The plan of my planned significant other.
Despite how much I complain about people, close and intimate human contact is something that I simply cant live without. I've always imagined myself with someone special by my side at every point in my life - that's just who I am. However, this magnificent person could not possibly be without her own dreams. Is it possible that we could both chase our own vivid and specific visions while still remaining no further than an arm's length away? Hmm, this keeps me up at night..
In other news, a friend of my mom's (kind of) is over and I'm hiding in my room pretending I'm unaware of her presence. She's hardcore Buddhist and is terrified of my music and dress sense (which is strange because I believe I'm quite conservative...) so I'm absolutely blaring The Red Shore. Oh, how I enjoy the little things in life.
Some people might think I'm overreacting a little but imo I'm not. This lady fits the children's definition of a witch. She's a firm believer in the supernatural, has lots of strange chemicals and herbs in little vial things and casts hexes on people (Namely me. For example, once, I was wearing a black shirt when she came over - she told me wearing dark clothing would give me cancer. And just then she said my face would be swarmed with pimples if I dont tie my hair up [in the centre of my head]. And she's being serious too!)
While Brooke was "encouraging" me to post, PlayRadioPlay! (now known as Analogue Rebellion) found their way onto my iTunes and took over, giving me inspiration for this post. Everything I've said is in there. Eat. Devour. (excrete.)
PlayRadioPlay! - Madi Don't Leave
I'm going to cover this song for Brooke's birthday, changing the lyrics to give it a more birthdayish feel.
Brighten and The Maine - Merry Christmas Baby
No, I'm Australian. I just like the American spelling.
Butters.
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