I was born to tell you I love you

Been a while hasn't it? Then you should appreciate this just that much more. Let's just hope it was worth it. (it won't be)
At the moment, I am downloading both of Hawthorne Heights' albums. Fun fun. It's going less than 7 kb/s. and I'm listening to Secondhand Serenade. i really like their songs. It's nice. At least some of them.
So in the past few days, I have been driving a lot. Shopping, shopping, going to somewhere, somewhere else, I don't really remember.I just remember quite a bit of driving. The bad part about this is that by the time I find the drive sheet, I'll have forgotten everything. So come December, I might just fabricate some things. By then I'll have 50 hours anyway. If not, damn.
In these shopping trips, I got some shirts. I want to wash those shirts again, since I've worn them all already. I got two hoodies, two pairs of pants(one with a large crotch bulge that bothers me a lot), and a studded belt. Another trip, I got more shirts, the process of putting them away took not too long. It was me dumping them out in the top drawer. There's a large, large pile of clothes and the bag I brought to Satori(with the shampoo, soap and sunscreen still in it), and a clothes basket. The main reason there's a pile there. It just overflowed. A lot. I also got a bunch of stuff from the bathroom department. Shaving gel, shaving cream, body wash, TWO deodorants, chapstick, shampoo and conditioner(Dove, not Pantene this time) and body spray. I believe that's all. If I've forgotten anything, that just shows how much I got. Much more than normal.
I also have been to a guitar lesson. Ford's pretty cool. I still ended up saying a total of maybe one full sentence. Maybe two or three.
Okay so now I do kinda like more of Coldplay than just Viva la Vida.
I don't really have much else to say. Satori was really fun. I'm not going to talk about the random problems that I have with things again. I've talked about them with several people and I just don't want to.
Oh! I went to work with my mom, who does taxes, so really, there's no business at all. So all that really happens during summer is preparing for tax classes and preparing for tax season, and tax classes, and filing. I did filing. In the Prairie Creek office. it was a blast. Much like fishing. Inside. Without a pole. and no sleeping. and paper instead of fish. and then once you catch the "fish," you have to put it in a specific place according to it's relative size. or last name. So today, I went to the downtown Arlington office. I got an emo razor, and apparently the hardware store had a nice little handle for it. Very convenient. (something I've wondered: In cutting yourself with these razors, do you use the corner, or the whole blade?) and so I scraped paint(very thick paint) off of the window. Why was there paint on the window? I have no idea. I'm not asking questions. and then I got on a computer that actually had a tower connected to it(one of two, I got on the one that doesn't need a password) and discovered it had no sound. So I figured it was the same problem this one had a while ago. i tried to remember how Aaron fixed it, and it was by clicking on something in internet explorer and updating the system. So I tried doing that(there was only one thing that said anything about updating, doesn't leave a lot of room for error), didn't work. So i gave up and sat on Myspace and Facebook. and stuff. Then when Tracy got there with chocolate milk and bagels and trail mix, she showed me what needed filing, and so I started on that. I got about halfway through the alphabet on the diagnostics and then dad showed up halfway through me answering a message. Scared me. I jumped. So I put everything back and then we left.
So since I did all that, my mom is going to pay for a warped tour ticket for me. Yay!

That's all that's happened really.