I kind of like him..

I met a boy. He's a normal , fun, exciting boy. We went to a small show at our theatre. It was so fun. We just clicked it was amazing. This is such a new feeling for me. It's scary though. Every time he gets a little to personal, just seems like I put up a wall inside me. Closing me off from him. But I'm trying really hard to change my ways.

Enough on that topic! I hope everyone's school years are going good. And everyone has a great Easter :) it's one of my favorite holidays of the year. Don't really know why!

I'm still on my iPod BUT I'm just gonna tell you a song of the day instead of posting a video.
So the song of the day is (drum roll please)....
Don't think twice it's alright by Bob Dylan

He is my all time favorite artist since grade7 . Check out His music if you haven't already. He's a legend.

--Much Love

Luckless Romance

My laptop is presantly broken. So I'm using my iPod! So no creativity or song of the day!

Luckless romance. What does the term mean to you? To me, it means exactly what it says. There was no luck for that romance. I call all the guys my mothers with, luckless romances. She's already found her boyfriend of the week! His name is Bryan and he is zambonie driver?! Seriously mother. Honestly, I don't care any more. Won't last anyways. You know how every one supposedly has a purpose to their life. Well, I think my moms was to occupy all the loser men.

The worst part. I'm starting to fear commitment. I don't want to be in a relationship because I'm scared it will end like all my moms. It makes me nervous to go out and meet people.. Which is probably the worst feeling to have when you just moved to a new town..

--Much Love

Jocks and Squares;

First day at a new school. It can be the most scary experience. I've gotten pretty used to it. I know now what cliques and groups not to be involved with, who's the most popular, all the jocks. With every new school the pattern does not ever seem to change. I think I've been in every group known to man kind. And I hate stereo types! But its the truth. We have the popular kids, the jocks, the nerds, the band geeks, the gloths, the wanna be popular, the gamers, and then theres people like me. The people who don't really know where they belong. I'm fine with it, and I think every one should be. But thats just an opinion. My new school seems to have a major clique problem. The best part of my day was getting home, and thats usually not how it goes. Whenever I have a bad day, I put on my, "Get Over It" playlist!

Heres whats on it:

TV On The Radio - Staring at the Sun
Fleet Foxes- Mykonos
Bob Dylan- Dont Think Twice, Its Alright
The Kooks- Naive
The Warlocks- East of Oslo
Unknown Prophets- I Can't Make You
Bon Iver- Blood Bank
The Cure- Close to Me
Stiff Little Fingers- White Noise
City and Colour- Comming Home
Metric- Gold, Guns, Girls
The Tallest Man on Earth- The Wild Hunt
Mumford and Suns- Winter Winds
Tegan and Sara- Where Does the Good Go
Three Days Grace- Gone Forever

Enjoy :)

I'm also going to start doing a song  of the day! So here's todays:

I'm OBSESSED with City and Colour!

Hope you all are having a better day then me ;)

--Much Love

The Perfect Man

Have any of you ever seen The Perfect Man. Its kind of a shitty movie starring Hillary Duff. Anyways, I watched that today. It was crazy how much our lifes are alike. We both have single mothers and a little sister. But anyone could have that. The reason our familes are so much alike is because they both date loser men, and when he breaks their heart, they pack up their things and flee to another town. I'm 16 and I've moved more than 12 times. Its the hardest most difficult thing to do. But I'm getting pretty good at it. I've now learned not to unpack everything, hang any thing on the walls, make plans, or even that many friends. I remember once living in Portland, I was 8. I made all my new friends, we all had so many plans and things we wanted to do with eachother. We lived there for 2 weeks. For once I would just like to settle down, make plans! Be a teenager. Every time she says this will be the last time, I come home to find a empty carton of icecream and and note saying, "Went to get boxes. Be home soon." I'm scared I'm gonna learn from her and runaway when things get tough. Thats not me. But when you see something happen so many times, you start to feel as if its the only way. For just once I'd like to have a place to call home.

Sorry if this first blog was a little to much for you on this rainy Sunday evening, but who else am I gonna tell everything too!
--Much Love.