I’m singing Be my Baby by the Ronnettes. I’m terrible. Kitty Vato’s expression on his face reminds me how bad of a voice I have everytime I stare at him while singing. I found out that guy’s name, we walk near eachother all the time during passing period. He wears really cool printed shirts and brown cords. Fuckk, brown cords on guys look lovely. I love them. Well he’s a dandy looking fellow and he’s tall which is always great because I’m the jolly green giant. I want to paint my face and go to school like that…not with make up but with paint, a bunch of strobes of colors most likely yellow and indigo and lavender. I want to look disgustingly weird just because. Animal Collective puts me in such a weird mood, I love it. I’m in a weird mood right now. Im not making sense, like always. Sooo on another note, I’m going to se Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros with my best freind Leti. We are gonna dress real hip & shit and I’ll probably paint a red zero on my chest. Not literally on my chest maybe on my collar bone. I’m too lazy to type more stuff. Adios~
