bury this hate.

I went to see the movie "Religulous" today. Pretty good. Anti-religion is always right up my alley.
But this best part was as we were walking out of the theatre, I heard these two guys behind me. And one said, "Look, there's a girl in a Nightwish hoodie!" repeated a couple times because the other guy didn't hear him, and then the other guy said, "Oh yeah, Amaranth!" I considered turning around and giving them a big smile, but of course I didn't because my shyness was quite the inhibition. It's great to know that there's NW fans in this great big city. Of course I knew there were, with a sold out show plus those two guys I saw in Nightwish shirts. It's just still happy-making.

So I'm writing an essay right now. I'm kinda at a loss for words atm and it sucks. But I'll write 'til I have a page and a half and then leave and go draw because I want to DRAW goddammit!

I've listened to some shit quality recording of Papa Roach's soon-to-be new single, Hollywood Whore. I'm telling you, it's fucking fantastic. I'm so stoked for that cocnert.

I've decided the next song I'm learning on guitar is Alive by Papa Roach. It will be fun.

Currently Listneing: Bring Back the Sun by Our Lady Peace

We shouldn't have to fight

Or worry about the bills tonight.

I wanted you to know

I want to be your shadow.