up UP up

yet no complaints. shocking, i know.

why is it that i would much rather have my eyes feel irritant and see a blurry screen instead of simply getting up to snatch my glasses out of their cheetah printed case?
one word: lazy.
God, i'm so fucking lazy.

it's moments like these when i wish i can just pick up my phone and dial out christian's number. not because i'm bored. but because i want to talk to him one last time before i fall asleep and dream the night away. i want his voice to put me to sleep. ai my boyfriend needs a cell phone. or at least a phone in HIS house. ha. this sucks. why do i miss him already?

oprah was good today. i was so amazed by the childrens' musical talents. i wish i could play the piano as they did. i wish i could sing as she does. so envious. musically talented? negative. i sing like shit. but i can really care less; i sing at the top of my lungs either way. i sing in the civic along to UNhxc tunes, angering christian and "forcing" him to put on some band that i have never heard of. jerky boyfriend. i know he secretly loves my singing :P

superkarma; sweet sweet music to my ears. beautiful melodies.

rewind to 7 eleven with christian and angelina.

la la la la la
la la la la la
la la la la la la la la la lala
do do do do do do
ahhhhhhhhhhh

hahahah.
reminds me of way back when me and jazmin would walk from the mall back to my home.
"i believe i can fly"
goodtimes.
miss those times.
bring back those times.
miles away.

you're more beautiful than ever
miles, miles away

the walls are always speaking; i've nothing to say.
no want no want no want no speaking at all