this cues the need to get out of the house :p

Anna and I were watching The Holiday yesterday and we decided that going here was like a bad breakup:


You mope, although you hide it from other people by putting on a fake smile and pretending to "brush it off" just like that.

You play with your hair. Color it. Get bangs (which you'll later regret and sidesweep til they're a decent unnoticable length again).

You try to "sleep it off". It's not worth getting up until the sun comes down and everything is as dark and as gloomy as you feel.

You can't eat. Don't eat. Except for those many instances you decide chocolate bars and brownies (and ice cream and chips...) are the only things worth pigging out on.

You run. Start an exercise thing. Try to burn off all that junk you've been putting on your system.

You listen to sad songs. Sing along to them. Loud.

You decide after a while that it's time to shake it off, and move on.


Look what a day of Jude Law did to us -_-
Hahaha.



If you were falling, then I would catch you...
You need a light, I'd find a match...
Cuz I love the way you say good morning...
And you take me the way I am.