sanguinar_y

it's so hot out.
and when it thunders i feel like i am trapped in a drum.

moar webcam stupid. lawl.

Lux Interior dead.

a friend in my German class told me this this morning. i didn't believe him until i went home and googled it.

i guess it kind of helps to keep telling yourself
"hey baby, today is just not your day"

http://www.newsobserver.com/news/crime_safety/story/1338209.html

these are my friends. i'm proud to say it. i will never have anything but love and loyalty toward these people.
no matter what this news report says, i know they couldn't possibly have done this....the only thing i can think is that they confessed because they were scared. there's no motive. there's no reason. it doesn't make sense and i won't believe it. nothing could make me believe it.

i hate seeing aadil's face on the front page of my newspaper. i hate seeing all of their faces.
my friends don't kill people.
my friends COULDN'T kill people.

i am a million things. i'm scared to death for them. i'm also angry. and i'm so so so sad.

tonight was lovely and all kinds of wonderful.
brandon showed up at my door, kissed my burnt fingertips and watched chick flicks/made out with me for hours.
i miss him every second he isn't with me....next time i get to see him will be next thursday. ^_^

i cuddled with my boyfriend for hours and hours.
i learned that i won't see him until christmas and i wanted to cry. when i was little i had a stuffed cat that my grandmother made me. it was more of a pillow than a plushie. i have it at college with me, but i've outgrown it -- i don't need it to sleep anymore.
brandon is my new pillow cat.