"Take a music bath once or twice a week for a few seasons. You will find it is to the soul what a water bath is to the body. " -Oliver Wendell Holmes

::brushes dust off::

That's not fake dust either folks.

It's been a while, eh?

How are you my faithful, non-existent readers?

I was reading someone else's blog, and when I went to read comments or whatever, I realized I was logged in. I was all double-you, tee, eff? Then I found this! Oh, how I've missed my sarcastic wit, rants, and general distaste with the world.

I kid.

Anyway, a lot has changed since my last post. Billy and I didn't talk for months. We fought. I admitted to a mutual friend, who probably turned around and told him, that I am truly, madly, deeply (de-doo) in love with him, thanks Savage Garden.

Whatever. If he knows and can't acknowledge it, then straight up, he's a pus---pansy.

We're back to being--friends? I don't even think we're best friends. We text about nothing significant, we can't hold serious conversations, but yet....head over heels in love with this boy.

To quote the Jonas Brothers, who apparently I didn't like in September? I must've been pissed off that day cause I was definitely a fan at that point...

"Everybody gets the itch, everybody hates that bitch." Well, okay, they don't say bitch, BUT THEY WANT TO. Because someone who is nothing more than a contagious, gross, puss-filled rash, that won't stop itching, IS A BITCH.

Well, if you heard all the lyrics of this song---it's mine and Billy's theme song. "I break out and I start to shake, when I hear your name, I can't walk away. I can't stop even if I try, lay down my pride, I can't walk away. I get burned and I have to learn, that the court's adjourned, I can't walk away."

Yeah, tell me the Jonas Brothers/Garbo were not inside of my head when they wrote that.

If you just told me that, I'm calling you a liar. You heard me. Liar, liar, you're flippin' pants are on fire.

So anyway, still brutally in love with Billy. He still doesn't love me back.

Um, less angry at the world than I left you. In fact, minus the boy issues, I love life. I have kick ass friends, a kick ass summer planned, a kick ass family, and you know what? I'm starting to get back into religion.

I'm not advertising it to everyone, nor am I first in line for church (in fact, I'm still not going), BUT, I have start praying. Nightly.

And you know what?

It's pretty awesome.

There's something special about it, and I think I need it. It's cool. I approve.

I also need to confess to God that I have lustful thoughts for Nick Jonas. He needs to turn 18 like yesterday. Haha, what can you do?

Alright, I'm tired, and I just wanted to revive this thing. CPR, mouth-to-mouth. Whatever works.

I'm rambling.

Have no regrets. Live. Laugh. Love. And listen to music.
xLivin'theLyricsx

P.S. Go pick up Lines, Vines, and Trying Times, by the Jonas Brothers, on June 16th. I don't care who you are, and if you despise these boys. Coming from a strictly musical point of view, which I have tons of experience in, you will NOT be disappointed. You'll be happily surprised in fact.