... as they were locked up inside.

Can I never get some decent neighbours?
It's quite ridiculous how they're either sex crazed or obnoxious; or a nasty combination of the two. But really, only Fawn would know what I'm talking about...

So yesterday I was issued a one way ticket to "grounded." Mother went through my texts and discovered that I was smoking again. However, I got my phone back a couple hours ago, so everything is slightly peachy again. (I'm not sure if I was given computer privledge again or not though..)

And bedsides all the fun and joy, there was the lovely "Seth choosing BMX over me" thing. But upon turning my phone back on, I discovered sixteen new text messages and two voicemails. Not bad for just being turned off for a night, yeah? Anyways, the voicemails were from Seth; both of which stated how he made a big mistake and understood if I hated his guts. It's a shame that I'm too much of a forgiving person... oh, who am I kidding. As far as I'm concerned, the only way I'm letting this boy go is if Urie pops up and pops the question.

But let's not get too optimistic children.

Alas, I'm tired, and typing with acrylics on is mad hard.
Oh I'm so hardcore.

PODGY'S IN THE BISCUIT CRATE!

Aloha.