And I'm sorry about the phone call, and needing you.

So, I'm sitting around my room on this Sunday morning in an oversize metal band tee from the boy, cogitating on how I'd love to write one of those blogs that actually make people money. You know, those one in a million internet people who actually profit from writing their thoughts and sharing their lives online. Unfortunately, to do that I'd have to have at least one of three things:

1) A "hot" bod, aka plastic surgery my 394902 year old ex paid for me to have, plus a decent retoucher that I found over myspace.

2) A marketable skill such as knowing how to apply make up, which I so do not have. I can teach you how to sleep through APUSH and still pass the exam, but I cannot teach you how to even put on mascara, because... I definitely do not know how. Seriously, I cannot put on mascara without dyeing several hand towels black and turning myself into a raccoon. I really wish I was joking here but I'm not. I could possibly make a video on how to break your nose while biking, or how to shop for designer clothing while "doing your homework" and watching TV shows online.

3) An incredible amount of luck and/or free time to whore yourself.

I could also teach you how to be a cougar/rebound slut, I think I could be writing my doctoral thesis on it at this point. I swing from crushing guilt to giddy happiness on this point almost daily, because I still don't really know what to think. Mostly, I know I'm just having fun being 17, but I never let myself do that, so why start now? But according to Boo Raley, it's fine as long as it isn't "multiple boys in a 24 hour period." Thank you for clearing up that point for me, gul! I have earned the title of "little make out queen" from my big brother though, and that makes me incredibly happy, even though it shouldn't. According to him, he can't take his eye off of me "for two seconds" before I'm getting myself into trouble, heh heh heh ;)

Since I'm lacking all three of those, I guess I'll just content myself with all both of the people who read this, and the steadily decreasing numbers in my bank account. I really don't feel like doing the mountain of coursework assigned by my egotistical teachers, because Economics/Spanish/Government/Physics/Art History/Literature is the most important subject in the world, and we will not function in the "real world" without it. It is essential to the continuance of human existence as we know it, and we will not survive the apocalypse with this timeless knowledge. Okay, that's my school complaint for the day.

I'm feeling rather useless, so here's my playlist of the last few weeks:

Bust Your Windows - Jazmine Sullivan

Fuck You - Lily Allen

Fireflies - Owl City

Weightless - All Time Low

Nose Over Tail - Alkaline Trio

Jaked on Green Beers - Alkaline Trio

Violins - Lagwagon

Boom Boom Pow - Black Eyed Peas

I Gotta Feeling - Black Eyed Peas

Breakin Dishes - Rihanna

Shining On - Big D and the Kids Table

Good Girls Go Bad - Cobra Starship

Kiss Me At the Gate - The Monarchs

Cringe - Alkaline Trio

Beware! Cougar! - Academy Is

Little Bribes - Death Cab for Cutie

Whistle for the Choir - the Fratellis

Puella Quam Amo Est Pulchra - Bright Eyes

Happy Birthday to Me (Feb 15) - Bright Eyes

And a million others, but I highly recommend all of the above. This massive literature packet is screaming to be finished if I want to go out at all this weekend.