Help?

So, I went and got it. I'll spare you the gory details. It was pretty quick. I had to fit my head in some sort of contraption that started to revolve around my face. I got to see the result in about fifteen minutes and it was the scariest thing on earth. Apparently, it's bad. When my mom told my dad about it, she said it in such a depressing way and she made it sound worse than it really was. I felt really scared and I actually wanted to cry. I'm not dying, but it sure feels that way.

From Words To Blah Blah Blah

Right now, I will talk about nothing and everything at the same time. Nothing because it's completely pointless and everything because you will be very unfortunate as to read whatever it is that my brain randomly thinks up. Ready? Go.

John O'Callaghan. Yeah, okay, he's been on my mind for the longest bit already. I was just looking for pics of The Maine a second ago so it brought this subject up. His bandmates, hmm. I'm still confused with two of them. They have similarities and they could totally pass as brothers. Just checked out who I was referring to and they are Garrett and Kennedy. K's the back-up, check. Problem solved. Next in my head, John Mayer. I think he's an arse. Skip him. Next, this guy named Charlie who doesn't acknowledge me mostly because he has no idea who I am. I dunno, I think he's interesting. I'm just a curious person, is all. Afterwards, Bandslam is out. Vanessa Hudgens? Ew. The main character dude person? No comment. Alyson M? Forgettable. And then you pop up, oh, blogspot.com! My brain is really random. It scares me sometimes. Oh, yeah, William Beckett is engaged. Like, to be married. To Christine Bandy. I have nothing against her; I never noticed she was pretty until, like, this year. But that was only because I never saw her before (not to mention the fact that I think she lost weight. She used to be kinda chubby. Speaking of which! Maybe she was chubby because she gave birth. It makes so much sense. Btw, have I mentioned she probably has a daughter with Billy Becks? Yeah, her name's Genevieve.) Anyway, where was I? Lost track for a bit there. Yeah, so, they're getting married. That's great, really. I'm happy for them. They've been together for so long already. Uh, Monique Coleman just popped up in my head. The only things I know about her are: she's late twenties and she's actually literally best friends with Corbin Bleu. I don't wanna talk about her. Aaaaah, this whole thinking thing brought up the worst yet: Miley Cyrus. Gawd, that girl can be sooo... let's just leave it at that, shall we? I can't believe people actually like her. I mean, like, real actual guys. I can't see it; then again, I am a girl, after all. And she's only sixteen. Hell, that's my age and I don't get guys to run around for me. Then again, I'm not famous and I don't sing like a half-man, half-woman, which is actually good for me. And leaves. Leaves came into mind. What is wrong with me. Oh, I'm getting myself X-rayed tomorrow because something's up with my teeth. I have no idea what, that's why I'm getting them checked. They were really painful last week and now the pain's kinda just died. Sort of. I can only eat on one side of my mouth. And I miss Cody. And the strangest, strangest movie came into mind just now: Finding Nemo. I didn't even like it that much. I don't think I've mentioned that my television set is busted, which it is, and now I can't watch How I Met Your Mother on it and have thus resulted to watching it on the computer, which is this. Therefore, I must be off. Good day to you, sir.

Procrastination Makes Perfect

I've been doing nothing for the past couple hours. I need a life. Oh, and, so does John Mayer. I don't like the guy, but after seeing this, I guess he's alright.

Here I Go

So, this is a blog apparently. And I'm supposed to talk about whatever it is I want. You know, being a teenager, I'd say that was wonderful, but now that that oppurtunity's swimming in my head, it's totally blank. Okay, well, let's see...


Things I Could Possibly Talk About:

1. Musicians
2. Food
3. Twitter (speaking of which, you should follow me)
4. Kanye West and Taylor Swift
5. Bands

I pick--drum roll, please--musicians. But only because I have three specific ones on my mind right now.


The first guy's the lead in Taking Back Sunday. Yep, it's Adam Lazzara, kids. And isn't he sexy. Too bad he's married and a pop. I'm not a homewrecker so I won't even try. But that's doesn't mean I can't say he's awesome, which he is. When I found out he called it quits with Chauntelle and married Misha instead, I was disappointed (me and my best friend, actually). I mean, I had no idea who this Misha person was (and I never really saw Chauntelle's face either but from what I've heard from my best friend, she was a great gal), and then suddenly, he was going to marry her. She was a bar tender, for gosh's sake (no offense meant to anyone, of course). Anyway, that was about two years ago and I'm over it. Misha's not so bad. She smokes just like Adam, has a nose ring just like Adam, and she loves Adam and I love Adam and we all love Adam. He just celebrated his twenty-eighth birthday on September 22.


Adam has an amazing voice, hands down.

Next up: Billy Beckett! I only learned about this guy back when I was 13/14. Again, my best friend introduced us. (Minor flashback: I had no sense of music before then.) So, I love Billy. He's incredible.

"In 2007, the BBC described Beckett as a mix of Adam Lazzara and Prince, labeling him "utterly captivating". ", says Wikipedia.

And we all know Wikipedia doesn't lie (most of the time). Billy's from The Academy Is... and he is awesome. Apparently, he's engaged to Christine Bandy. I have no idea when this happened because I only found out today. And I think my best friend told me he had a daughter but it probably slipped my mind. I'm a forgetful person. Anyway, let's talk about Billy's hair. Everybody loves Billy's hair. How could you not? It looks really nice. Oh, and the best part: he's left-handed.


William has an amazing voice, hands down.

And the last, my newest lover, John O'Callaghan. He is the most adorable guy on planet Earth as of two months ago. Let me tell you how I discovered him (yeah, you heard me, I discovered him. Not my best friend this time. Me.). This past summer, I've been listening to a floppyjillion bands (There For Tomorrow, Hit The Lights, NeverShoutNever, Every Avenue, Eye Alaska, Valenica, Cartel, etc.) and I just happened to stumble upon The Maine. I listened to them and I never really bothered to look at who sang the lyrics, who played the guitar, who did the drums. The voice and the music I heard was enough for me. Then one day, I was curious. I wondered if they had videos. So I checked it out on YouTube and ta-da, there it was. First vid that I saw: Into Your Arms. Clicked on it, waited for it to load, and then it started playing. I saw his face and I thought I'd never seen such an adorable guy. I couldn't believe this was him, because I imagined whoever sang the songs by The Maine was different. How friggin' wrong was I. To this day, I still think he's the cutest thing alive. He turned 21 last August. As far as I know, he doesn't have a girlfriend.


John has an amazing voice, hands down.

Don't Stop Believing

I just listened to Brendon Urie's acoustic version of that song. It was great, except his voice was a little too high. I was worried he'd sing out of tune (at some point, he did), but he pulled the rest of it off. It's about two minutes and twelve seconds, but it's worth your time, trust me.

http://www.mediafire.com/file/1mmxwgyljnt/BrendonUrieJourney.mp3
You can thank me later.

"That's that."