i swear i'll melt if you touch me at all, and then i'll ask you to do it again and again. and suddenly you've done it all you've won me over in no time at all. : angels & airwaves 'the gift'

i'm sat in a cramped, stuffy room at my grandmother's right now. i'm having the TIME OF MY LIFE, like. rofl, just kidding. i'm trying to fix her printer so i can print a practice stats paper. yeah, i just said that. THAT is how bored i am right now. ruth's complaining about being in spain with a bickering/ill family, but right now i would actually swap her situation for mine in a second. ah well. we're going to Nando's for dinner later & their peri-peri sauce is the BOMB & xavi loves me & i smell like him (i used head&shoulders shampoo last night, hah) & until i get home i guess i can just catch up on some sleep and listen to some songs that remind me of awesome times (: LATERs.

gah. angsty angsty angst. revisiony revision. I have nothing better to do with my day.

song in my head : sherwood sky : joshua radin X, I'm not quite sure why I just felt the need to do this. I suppose, maybe, it's because you're my boyfriend (my boyfriend?) and you're one of the few people in my life I've ever been this close to and, right now, you're the first thing that pops into my head when I need something better to think about. I'll try not to contemplate whether you'd ever even consider doing something like this for me - you probably wouldn't - and I'll just say everything anyway. I don't know if I love you, simply because I have no idea what love actually feels like. But I can safely say I've never been closer. I want to be with you every single day, and what I hate most about 'us' is that we seldom see each other more than once a week. But when we're together - and I mean together, when it's just us & noone else - there's nowhere in the world you could name me that I'd rather be but there. I love how your hair ALWAYS smells like Head & Shoulders (the pink variety). I love it when you look straight at me after we've kissed. I love that when we're kissing, even though it might not technically be the greatest technique, you're so...well, eager. hah. I love it when you play with my hand. I love how slow you're taking this, that you're hesitant about my body and want me to say it's okay before you do anything. I love your cheeky grin and your ticklishness and your infinitely thick hair. I love that, out of all the girls you could've had, you chose me. I love that you chose me.

matchbox twenty : bright lights i just ate the last scrap of unhealthy food in the house, heh (a penguin bar). my mum's decided we're gonna go on a 'health kick' and we're now stocked up with grapes & oranges and stuff, which is pretty much fine by me seeing as i can' get enough of crunchy grapes atm. it's kinda strange. for some reason i can't stop thinking about the new art project. it's the year 10 end-of-year exam too, and we got to choose from a list of subjects for all the prep work. i chose 'memories', for the sole reason that there's so much that could be included under that title. my art teacher reckoned it was one of the most difficult ones, but i don't think so. i'm going to include a lot of lyrics, because most of my memories are based around songs i was listening to at that moment in time. now to narrow it down...i'm thinking 'Hold Me Down' by Motion City Soundtrack will go pretty good. listening to baby bleu by Danny Malone; it's the sweetest. it's kinda bittersweet and hopeful and just puts me in the nicest mood. not the happiest, but pretty nice.