Is There an Amish Sign-Up Sheet Somewhere?

UPDATE

I've decided that things would be so much less complicated if I lived on a farm in Lancaster, PA. I could milk cows--though I'd never go within a three-foot radius of an udder--I could make cheese, or whittle things out of wood. The point is--I've come to hate public school, and all American teenagers in general.

Sure, sure, they're are exceptions. But not many. The rest of them deserved to be kicked in the vagina, or something alone those lines.

I know I'm not alone, but lately, it definately feels like it. Some of my best friends have stopped talking to me outside of school, and I kind of wonder if they're getting sick of me and all my jumpy-constantly-over-excited glory.

Oh, well. You win some, and you definately lose some.

BOOKS

I read this really awesome book called TH1RTEEN R3ASONS WHY. If you like really depressing books that make you sick to your stomach because it's hauntingly good, you should read it. Google it, because I'm not good at summaries.

MUSIC

I've started listening to a lot of Death Cab for Cutie, Family Force 5, Bjork, and the Postal Service per reccomendation from a friend of mine, so now, I'm passing that onto you.

If you're not into Indie/Alternative music, you may want to keep your distance from Bjork. She's a little bit out there, but I guess it's an acquired taste. Death Cab and TPS are mellow in some ways, and completely jaw dropping in others. Family Force 5 is, apparently, "crunk rock". Which makes me wonder why they're all white boys from the south, but whatever...They're pretty good.

I've been addicted to 3OH!3, and cannot stop listening to "Richman" and "I'm Not Your Boyfriend, Baby". Freaking awesome band, you've heard of them, and if you're into psycho-Colorado-hip-hop, definately look them up on LimeWire.

MOVIES

I saw 17 Again the other day, and despite the fact that the girls wouldn't stop screaming when Zac Efron was shirtless, it was actually a pretty hillarious movie. Point being-- I'd see it again. Want to go? Call me.

I watched Guarding Tess the other day...I cried. I don't know why I did, but that movie makes me cry. Poor Nicholas Cage :(

CLOSING

The show's over. Get lost.