You Don't Do It On Purpose, But You Make Me Shake...

Well, I decided to wait 'til Wednesday to dye my hair. I had stuff going on yesterday.

Today...Bleh.

First block - Did nothing
Second block - turned in essays, then watched Madagascar
Third block - played cars with lots of people, then got a HUUUUGE headache. I still have it. It sucks
Fourth block - played some crappy songs

When I get home, however, I am pleasantly suprised. My PunkRadioCast hoodie is finally here! It's pretty nifty. The first mailorder for the An Act of My Own Demo has also arrived! Yay! Uhmmm...Oh yea. I won some academic award thing too. Wooo. Go me.

As of now -- I have one of the worst headaches ever. I need to find some medicine that actually works. Bleh, bleh, bleh. Oh yea...To anyone who reads this, there is absolutely no need to tell me that you saw me on the announcements today...I know you did. Shut up.


"She Paints Me Blue," by Something Corporate

Tonight I watch the lights go out in your house
Wondering how I could get so deep
And you could still get to sleep
In vain I blame my trembling on the cold air
And I can't hide that I relied on you
Like yellow does on blue

And youre my good feeling, I'm kneeling
Inside her room she paints me blue
And you are my reason for breathing
Inside her room she paints me blue

Atlanta started raining on me
And teenage love was underground
Tonight I break the surface
Atlanta started raining on me

But no young girl was claiming me
And naming me
And destiny get nervous and

And youre my good feeling, I'm kneeling
Inside her room she paints me blue
And you are my reason for breathing
Inside her room she paints me blue, again

And youre my good feeling, I'm kneeling
Inside her room she paints me blue
And you are my reason for breathing
Inside her room she paints me blue, again

Atlanta started raining on me
on me
Atlanta started raining on me
on me