she's on her own...kinda.

it's her 3rd year in college, but this year she has a house. she's on her own but not. who cooks? erica and dora. who cleans? probably not her. but she is more on her own than before, and that thought kinda scares me. someone asked her age and i said 18 the same time she said 20. i still believe she's 18. i refuse to believe that she is any older because she is my sister and she should still be in school with me. "last spring" sort of made me realize that she is in fact in college, and shit does in fact happen. and that i will too be in college soon, and may have to go through what she did.
i guess im just scared of time.
i could have sworn it was yesterday that i walked into K/T and she walked into 5th grade. or last week that i walked into dickyville and she walked into 3rd grade.
i don't like the pace my life is going. which is fast.
haha, i'm listening to fast times at barrington high, how ironic.

in other news, i've rediscovered my love for my chemical romance and the revenge era.

and for gerard way. i stayed up late one night to watch life on the murder scene in it's entirety while dictating it to bria. no matter how many times i see it i cry/almost cry. especially at the parts about his "rock bottomness" and at the end. it's just so sad!
i need to find a way to get the black parade is dead! mexico on my ipod. it's driving me crazy that only the NJ show gets put on my computer.

i also rediscovered my love for wil francis. like, with a fiery passion haha.

and finally,

I'M GOING TO SEE THEM ON THE 9TH HOLY FUCK I'M SO EXCITED!!!!!!!!
ahh i could scream from my excitedness.
then on the 11th i'm going to see,

withhhhhh,

i think i'm going to die from the epicness.
:D