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I cry myself to sleep,
I cry myself awake,
I cry myself through every hour
Of the fucking day and
I need you in my arms again,
Baby, it’d be time well spent,
So, let the dust gather,
And let us be together,
Oh.

In. The. Sunset.
In. The. Sunrise.
In. Your. Old. bed.
In. Your. Blue. Eyes.
On. The. Park. Bench.
On. My. Bedroom. Floor.
We. Kiss. And. Then.
Hit snooze, ‘cause I need some mo-ore.

They don’t know,
Cause they don’t see me,
Life goes on outside,
But I’m still asleep,
Bed time, 6 sharp,
Mend my broken heart,
The time’s always too short,
But this is my last resort,
Oh.

In. The. Sunset.
In. The. Sunrise.
In. Your. Old. bed.
In. Your. Blue. Eyes.
On. The. Park. Bench.
On. My. Bedroom. Floor.
We. Kiss. And. Then.
Hit snooze, ‘cause I need some mo-ore.

You left but you come back,
When my eyes are closed,
I’m lulled to sleep,
By the promise that you’ll be close,
And together we are,
Under the stars,
I dread that alarm,
The time when you leave my arms.
Oh.
In. The. Sunset.
In. The. Sunrise.
In. Your. Old bed.
In. Your. Blue. Eyes.
On. The. Park. Bench.
On. My. Bedroom. Floor.
We. Kiss. And. Then.
Woah!
In. The. Sunset.
In. The. Sunrise.
In. Your. Old bed.
In. Your. Blue. Eyes.
On. The. Park. Bench.
On. My. Bedroom. Floor.
We. Kiss. And. Then.
Need to get up, face the day once more.

Please help me title this song.
Inspired by All Time Low- Sing it with this band's voice, mmkay?

I just went to the charity shop to give stuff charitably. A guy in his early 20s came to the car to help us take charitable stuff in. He looked alot like Aled from Kids in Glass houses (center).
But with shorter hair. He was fitt. Seriously. Not in a six-pack way, but in an average-to-slim-and-great-dress-sense-and-nice-hair-and-indie kind of way.
Damn, why can't i be visually appealing to 20-year-olds?!
Anyway, if you are into indie kids in their early 20s, i suggest to stand gawping outside the charity shop in Nbridge.

Mayday Parade: Beautiful, delacate songs that make you want to cry, in a good way.
Escape The Fate: Ah-Maze-Ing. Just... wow.
Bring Me The Horizon: A tad screamo for me, but good.

SQUEEEEEE:
I'mma go see Kid In Glass Houses!.
MOSH MOSH MOSH.
THANKS SO MUCH RHIANNON!!!!!! <3

ARRRGGGGGGGH.
Tyler can't go cinnies` tomorrow.
Sean just text me to say he can't go either.
I won't be allowed with just me + Rhiannon going.
I'm sorry Rhiannon. So Sorry.
Hope you read this in time; tell me in cbox if you're allowed to go with just me; i could try to sort something with Mum.

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Kids in Glass Houses are playing a FREE GIG on the 5 November, a bus ride away from me (151, kids).
AND
Starbucks are giving out free muffins with every coffee on the 12 of Oct!!!

That "I want another hug" feeling may be caused by the fact that i haven't technically eaten anything in 3 days.

Kayla hasn't been in school for a while thanks to Swine Flu, and therefore missed ALOT of shizzle that's been going down.

Like: Daisy is now going out with Ricky. Yeah, we all knew it would happen, sooner or later. However, they aren't even looking at/talking to/hugging/snogging each other. Unless you count pouring milkshake down each other's backs and punching each other. *sigh* Young love.

+ Me and Tyler are on the pre-going-out stage atm. I mean, i've never really fancied Tyler. I don't think i even go now. Much. I mean, he's good looking, but in a Tyler way, not in a Lee/Lewis way. But still better than Rochelle's cousin. *shivers* Anyway, somehow he decided to fancy me. I said i would not go out with him 'cause he's perverted. SO HE STOPPED. :O. + He also thinks that "Stop being perverted" means "Be more mature" So, everything Sean says, Tyler says, "Stop being so childish!" in that blonde way he does. Anyway, he knows that as soon as he asks, I'll say yes, so it's kind of like we're going out already, but not. So i can still look at Lee/Lewis, and think, "Mmmmm...". We're already hugging, the way you see year 10s, and Chloe and that Nathan kid. It's nice. Alot nicer than last year, when hugging was always followed by humping. I mean, i've got this weird feeling in my stomache now, and it's not an "i'm gonna be sick" feeling, but an "I want another hug" feeling. It was all i could concentrate on in French. Which is kinda good, 'cause any more about the Past tense and how to form it is going to kill me. But yeah. Tyler's gonna ask me out when we go to the cinema on Sa`day. And yeah, i'll say yeah. Which is weird.

So there you go. Boom.

Tooodayyy, I.....................................
Used way too many dots. Also, I;

Woke up with severely greasy hair, but got late enough that i didn't have to walk ALL the way down Pant in the dripping rain, and got the bus instead.
The bus always makes me late, so i headed straight to assembley, being the rebel that i am (by missing reg which means that if there was a fire and i was trapped in the raging flames without any help [yeah, like THAT'S going to happen, i'd keep cuddly Laurie!!] then they wouldn't know i was there and i would die.).
There was this woman with a weird accent talking about counselling or something; i didn't pay that much attention because i was busy figuring out where the Hell she was from. I think Germany?
& then i got my late mark, and headed to Geography. Whoop.
We did this big peice of extended writing on population density in Brazil and why areas were densely or sparsely populated. After Jake (AKA, Jakey-B Rapstar) (Geography teachers give the worst nicknames) said he "Didn` ger` ir`" Miss went off about Chicken Tikka Rolls. Don't ask me how she got there. I was immersed my my work. Or enviously staring at Morgan's hair (She dyed it red-brown recently). But yeah, Miss asked Jake where Yeast comes from and the class shouted "Trees". I ask you, TREES. Well, Sam said "Weed", but still. Then she asked him where chicken comes from. He said, "Cows." Idiot. (Later today, I asked Triniti where her egg came from, as you do with 2-year-olds. She replied, "A bigguh` egg!". 2-year-olds.)
The next lesson was Chemist-ery. Sir made things explode & we made things change colour. Pretty fun. I also found out how cuddly Laurie was that lesson. Oh, and did you know my Chem teacher may be going on Total Wipeout?? & Apparently, someone hunted down his facebook and it turns out he's gay. I mean, i've got nothing against that. But still, it's different. He never even TOLD us. *sniff*
Meh, what do i care.
At break we did approx. Nothing.
Then we had tech *heavenly music*.
The heavenly music is insterted because that is the only lesson i share with Lee now.
I mean, sure, he's great topless & stuff, but the face is not as nice as it was last year. :/
Meh, beggars can't be chosers.
But yeah. We're making ties. Yay.
I sit by Nathan and we spent the lesson playing tag.
Then we had Maths, and i will happily skip this because maths is CRAP.
Then we had Lunch, where Daisy (who is seeing Ricky) threw milkshake all over Ricky's jumper for no reason. Then, once he took it off, she splatted it all over his shirt. Then me and Rhiannon realised; she wanted Ricky to take his shirt off.
Luckily, he didn't.
+ Then, in Reg, Iestyn got sexy with Harry's neck. O_o
He just kind of stroked it provocatively.
Terrifying.
Physics was last and we watched a video and i drew a hamster/panda/cat/goat on my sheet.
Then, at home, i cleaned my room, listen to my new MUSE CD, and blogged.

13 & afraid of growing up. Music lover & Fringe obsesser. Poptart, coffee, & Skittles enthusiast with a love of all things neon. Long black hair & awkward eyes, Skinny jeans & hairbows. Artistic & Lingustic. Just a freak pretending to be intellijunt.
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