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27 June 2006 @ 09:48 pm
So I skimmed the mail my dad left on the counter and found one hand addressed to me. In crooked hand writing, my name was spelled "Em*ily," yeah, thats right, with a star. And so the rediscovery of my sixth grade self began.

Mr. Hicks, my sixth grade science teacher made us all fill out little "time capsule" fill in the blank things and promised to give them to us at our graduation. I never forgot about it, it was intriguing. And literally, I had plenty conversations with kids in my class that year about it in the past month or two. And how we were going to track down Mr. Hick if we didn't get them. Interesting tidbits and original spelling:

"Today is Friday, September 3, 1998. Right now I am in Mr. Hicks' science class at Baldwin Middle School, Guilford, Connecticut. (his heading)

1) I am 10 years old.
2) I am 4 feet, 9 1/2 inches tall.
3) I weigh 75 pounds.
4) My favorite musical group is the Backstreet Boys.
5) My favorite hobby is collecting Pokemon cards.
7) My favorite sport is baceball.
10) The TV show I like best is Candid Camera and So Weird.
11) My favorite article of clothing is my old London Fog jacket.
12) I like Rebok sneakers best.
16) The thing I dislike most about school is math.
20) When I grow up I want to be an author.
26) I have to go to bed at 9:00.
30) My very best friend is Rachel and Daniel.
31) My pets are Suzzy, Katie, Lora, and Koko.
34) When it comes to jumprope, I'm the best!
35) I'm going to be better at the violin.
37) Sign your name here: Em*ily

I can't believe I was that small. 4, 5, 10, 11, and 12 demonstrate the 90s child that I was. 16 and 20 are ironic, since now I like math and am a terrible writer. I lied about 26. 34, anyone remember the 5th grade talent show? 35 is an old dream.

37 is a funny story. I read this book called PS. Longer Letter Later in 5th grade and one of the main characters put a star in her name. I wanted to be as cool as she was, so I did it too. I wrote my name like that on everything that required my name for over a year. Seriously, I found some old school projects from 5th and 6th grade and just about died laughing. I grew out of it, thankfully.
Current Mood: amusedamused
05 May 2006 @ 09:28 pm
I have finally succeeded in making my journal "Friends Only." Took me FOREVER to lock each entry. But I left a few. Too many people I didn't know were reading this, and it was kinda creepy.

So yeah, hopefully soon I'll get a cool picture and have this entry look all special. But until then.

But if you're still reading and you're not not my LJ friend, leave me a comment. I like friends.
Current Mood: mellowmellow
05 May 2006 @ 08:33 pm
Mrs. Swiggett encouraged me to bring this in for English. I think I might. I'm not a poetry fan, but I've always really liked this one.


I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,
The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains: round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away.

-Percy Blysse Shelley
29 April 2006 @ 11:07 pm
Found this. I think its quality. And its British, sort of. Check it out.

Ben Fold's Jesusland Video
07 April 2006 @ 03:16 pm
Even if you're not a Guster fan, you'll enjoy this:


And click the road journal part...
07 March 2006 @ 08:03 pm
I kinda haven't update in awhile. So instead of a giant update on how awesome my vacation was, this is it.

My Occasional Paper

I started out this February break lying back on the couch Friday afternoon thinking about what lay ahead of me. Absolutely nothing. I had no plans, and really just expected to have a boring week ahead of me. By Sunday afternoon the next weekend, I lay back down on that same couch, about to fall asleep after one very busy vacation.

I ended up pretty much living with Gavin Hartney over vacation. We both had various friends on vacation, so once we started hanging out on that first Saturday, we just never really stopped. We would be hanging out all day, and then “Hey, do you want to do something tonight?”

“Sure, it’s not like I have anything better to do.” And that’s pretty much how the week went on. I think I spent more time out then I did at my house, and Gavin’s parents got in the habit of making fun of how often I’m at their house.

I told Gavin that I had to write my Occasional Paper for English today and she got pretty excited. This is the second one with her in it, after Steve’s car accident story. I asked her to help me brainstorm about something noteworthy that we did over break. We thought about for awhile, and while we were busy the whole week, we concluded that nothing we had done served a purpose or was story worthy. All I can really remember is constantly eating out and realizing that at the end of the week I had probably spent around $50 on food alone. There’s nothing to do in Guilford besides go out and eat.

On the first Saturday, I called Gavin in the morning to see if she wanted to go to this huge fencing tournament in Hartford, being very nerdy and having nothing better to do. So about an hour later, me, Gavin, and this awesome freshman Rosie packed into my car and headed off to Hartford. Armed with a few ancient maps of Hartford, my Dad’s directions, and our first of about 10 Dunkin’ Donuts purchases, we managed to find our way there. It was a good day, watching a few Guilford kids fence, wandering around Hartford in search of food, and buying these hysterical fencing pins that said things like “Fencing Widow,” “Thrust right and see the light,” “Masks, not just for Halloween,” and “My grandma fences.”

After a few hours, we decided it was time to head home. I didn’t have directions back to the highway, but we asked this lady in the parking garage. I followed all the signs and breathed a sigh of relief when I pulled onto the highway. Except it apparently wasn’t the right one…

About 20 feet ahead of me, the highway split into two different highways, Route 2 and Route 84 and there was no where else to go. I freaked out, but took Route 84 because that’s where my lane was headed. Getting lost on the highway or getting off the wrong exit had always seemed like a nightmare to me, and it finally happened. At this point, I’m clutching the wheel so tightly that my knuckles are white, going “Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod,” over and over. All I know is to get off the first exit I can. Gavin and Rosie are laughing at me. Gavin points to a sign that indicates an exit. Just as we’re about to turn onto the ramp, we notice it’s an exit for a diamond lane. Gavin tells me not to worry again, but by now I’m halfway down the ramp.

Now this wasn’t any ordinary diamond lane. We ended up going below the highway onto a separate lane for awhile before we joined the highway again. “Just cross the damn divider!” Gavin yells at me.

“No, its illegal and I’ll be run over!” I yell back. There are no exits to be seen. And again, the highway spits into two, with a sign telling me that one way is to Providence and the other to Boston. I’m really really lost at this point; I have no idea where we are. So I figure, “Hey, I like Boston, why not?” And we took some Route called 385, I think. Soon after, we saw Exit 1 and safely exited the highway. My heart stopped beating through my chest. And just as a coincidence, Exit 1 happened to be the exit for the Buckland Hills mall. And what group of girls can pass up a mall when they drive right by it?

After getting completely harassed at by some women in the Oriental store for taking a picture and multiple ugliest handbag contests, we managed to find our way back to the actual I-91 and home, if not a bit late that night. Lessons of the night: always mapquest directions to AND from your destination, and never listen to Gavin Hartney once you’re lost.
Current Mood: boredbored
Current Music: Shins
22 February 2006 @ 07:04 pm
I just saw the effing po-po drive down Great Hill Rd.

That brings the po-po count up to 427,396 sightings for the week.
22 February 2006 @ 03:49 pm
So Far:

-Date Movie with Erin and Carrie (it sucked, don't waste your time!)
-JOs fun with Gavin and Rosie
-seeing EVERYONE from Penn State camp, from Lee to Brendan to scary turban wearing Russian man
-Emi getting national points, awesomeness
-LIVING with Gavin, attached at the hip
-getting lost, Gavin somehow (trying to help) gets me into the diamond lane and we drive forever and ever until an exit. Conveniently, the Buckland Hills mall. We shop.
-dollar store candy and nerd glasses
-the ugliest bag contest
-fencing pins "Simultaneous, NOT!"
-Rosie's cats and pepperoni bread
-Gavin's MISSING cellphone
-Ring ring ring ring Bananaphone!
-FREEZING Hartford
-parking in East Siberia (aka the Hartford YMCA parking area)
-"Suburban white girls strike again!"
-"J-walking, j-walking, J-RUNNING!"
-the Scales' house
-Legends of the Hidden Temple! "What would you do if you ran into Kirk Fog on the street?"
-copious time amounts spent online
-myspace stalking
-amazing brownies
-Target trip
-super sexy blue and yellow sunglasses
-a loaf of bread, to last forever
-fencers being SUPER late
-Wedding Crashers = good movie!
-Gavin's love for freshman boys...
-Sticking it to the man, ie. the stop light at Route 80 and Long Hill
-IM convos
-more bread
-various morning alarms
-me attempting to drive into New Haven
-the expensiveness of Urban Outfitters (except for iPod cases!)
-crappy hot chocolate
-chilling at Luba's
-"Hold on. I look decent. Myspace pictures!"
-actually going to practice early in the morning
-failing at practice
-procrastinating about going home at the Bagel Shop

Total food purchases since Saturday: 12
Approx. money spent of food: $40
Number of purchases involving a coffee shop: 6ish
Becoming a hot chocolate connoisseur: priceless
Current Mood: accomplishedaccomplished
Current Music: random everything
09 February 2006 @ 11:45 pm
So we originally had this english paper due tomorrow. Then, Mrs. Swiggett decides that two days may not be adequate for all of us to finish. So she says she'll give us five extra points if we hand it in Friday, and just regular on Monday. So I was kind of glum, because I thought she was just going to push it back with no bonus. And yea, I was planning on be nerdy and trying for the extra few points. "I know what I'll be writing late tonight..." Then Mrs. Swiggett comes over. "But Emily, you're already in college. Why would you hand it in tomorrow?" The sun rose from the heavens.
06 February 2006 @ 10:48 pm
3:57 - Accepted.

25 January 2006 @ 05:18 pm

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You're a happy person - you have a good amount of self-esteem, and are socially healthy. While this isn't a social dysfunction per se, you're definitely not normal. Consider yourself lucky: you walk that fine line between 'normal' and being outright narcissistic. You're rare - which is something else to be happy about.

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23 January 2006 @ 08:54 pm
Drove my car into my house sort of. Does that count as an accident? Because someone told me it did, but I don't think so. But if it does, that'll be accident #4. So now I have three layers of damage on my front bumper's left corner.

Another note of funniness: My dad trying to work my TI-83. "Wait, how do you do a negative number? Three and then the minus button?" "When I was in college, I had a TI-30, and boy, did I have to save up to buy one of those." "Hmmmm, where's the clear button?"

My dad is really cool sometimes. I was jacked up on tea and like, excitedly babbled on to him for like, 45 minutes the second he walked though the door. I was hyper, and yet he listened for awhile about my nothingness. Never told me to get back to studying. It was a good conversation, and he seemed more happy that usual.
Current Mood: bouncybouncy
22 January 2006 @ 06:14 pm
One happy side note: I found this awesome website today with thousands of song lyrics and their meanings. I'm in love.

Red Oyster Cult

"Doesn't it bring you down
So many lights and sounds
Call your mom on the telephone
Tell her you're coming home
Tell her there's not a chance
You're ever going to change the world

If you want to be free, take a sip of this tea
Join the red oyster cult
If you drink the whole cup, you will never grow up
You will never grow old

Remember when you were 14
You'd paint every picture so green
Call your mom on the telephone
Tell her your muse is gone
Tell her there's not a chance
You're ever going to change the world
Just a few drops away, you'll never want to change the world

If you want to be free, take a sip of this tea
Join the red oyster cult
If you drink the whole cup, you will never grow up
You will never grow old

Call your mom on the telephone
Tell her you're coming home
Tell her there's not a chance you're ever going to change the world
Just a few drops away
You'll never have to change"

I honestly thought this was the most random song ever. But then, check it out: http://www.songmeanings.net/lyric.php?lid=3530822107858487562
16 January 2006 @ 12:02 am
I am DONE DONE DONE DONE DONE with college applications. They suck big time, but I wil never ever see one again. Woooo!

So they were due at 12:00, January 15th. When did I submit the last two? 11:57, January 15th. Not my fault though, I've been without power all freaking day. I was about to have a heart attack until it came back around 10:00. But its still flipping cold in my house.

I'm excited though. More later on the events of today...
Current Mood: accomplishedaccomplished
Current Music: "I Want You in My Room"
02 January 2006 @ 01:54 pm
You scored as Anthropology. You should be an Anthropology major!






























What is your Perfect Major?
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Generally, I think its pretty accurate.
24 December 2005 @ 10:54 am
As much as I complain about how boring Guilford is and how I've met everyone and I'm just done with the town, I feel like I just keep meeting new people this year. I feel like GHS restricts whom we meet and talk with on a dialy basis because of how classes are. I mean, how many discussions do we get into where we're like, "I thought he/she moved," but the reality was that we just never saw that person because we have the SAME classes with the SAME people over and over? You fall victim to leveling, the same kids are in the same AP classes. Because I have geo and physics with one person, chances are I'll probably have them in my calc class too. And then I have some level one classes, where at least half the students aren't in any other of my classes. Its restricting.

But then, I've just started meeting a lot of new people recently. I mean, maybe my social life was just completed retarded in the past or something, but I feel like I had been friends with the same small group of people. Senior has been more... branching out, I guess. Which is strange considering that usually its the opposite. You know, most people get closer with the people their best friends with. Except I feel like I've been falling away from my closest friends. I don't see them as much, I get into fights. I've been hanging out with different people, and having fun. Maybe I'm just looking for some variety, I don't know. A bit weird hanging in the balance.

And how have I been missing all these cool new people before this year? Carrie is awesome, and I could just talk with here for hours. But I've never had a conversation with her before this year, never had a class with her or anything. And then Laura and Erin last night. Friends of friends of mine that I knew existed, but again, never took the time to get to know. And we just launched into conversation last night, randomly, like I had known them for ages. Boys, boobs, and body weight, three universal girl conversations.

I guess it just pays to be friendly and open. The more friends you have, the more friends they open you up to. And really, I want to hang out with everyone next week. Everyone who's home. Maybe I'll have a party or something. Give me a call, you know you want to.

And on a last side note, go to iTunes and download the song in my music part for FREE!
Current Mood: thoughtfulthoughtful
Current Music: "Goyim Friends" by the LeeVees
21 December 2005 @ 01:45 pm
I love "sick" days. Its a random Wednesday, quarter of two in the afternoon, and I'm still sitting in my pjs. Awesome. Except the whole work part. Thats kind of a downer. I'm home so that I can do college essays. And yes, I've made progress, but my essays still suck. I should never become an Enlgish major... So far, my two "better" essays have been on how living in North Guilford has shaped me as a person, and about the awesomeness of my physics class. Good stuff.

In other news: I got into another car "accident." Guess where? Yea, damn gas stations, the death of me. I was getting gas before I drove Gabriela home, and I was paying too much attention to some idiot driver in front of me, and not enough to the white pole to the side of me. So yea, slightly cracked bumper and a whole lotta white pain. Uncool... The funny thing is, the red paint mark from my last accident is directly under the white paint from this one. Maybe I have a sort of blind spot or something. But I still feel like an idiot. My dad wasn't that upset or anything, so it was cool. But now my car is even uglier than before...

And, JV girls kinda got owned yesterday too. That was bad. Matt doesn't agree that its because less practicing or lack of fencing more experienced fencers. But I disagree. They all just slapped, weren't aggressive, and did the same move... over and over and over. They need some help. But how?
Current Mood: busybusy
Current Music: Trans-Siberian Orchestra
14 December 2005 @ 06:34 pm
Can't sleep.
Can't study.
Can't concentrate in school.
Can't pay attention in practice.
Can't stop dam worrying.

But I can eat... *peppermint stick ice cream*

Current Mood: scaredscared
08 December 2005 @ 05:44 pm
Why am I so damn teen angsty?

Or maybe, why does life suck so much some days?

Or why can't I get a decent night's sleep once in awhile?

Why can't people grow up and gain some maturity?

Why do I take things so seriously?

Why do they take things so seriously?

Or why can't I be let down... gently?

Snow, damnit. I need some snow...
Current Mood: crushedcrushed
14 September 2005 @ 03:30 pm
Last year's GHS Football sticker: "GHS Football, Refuse to Lose"

The new and *improved* one: "GHS Football, The Best is Yet Come"

Saw it on a truck today, and my day went from about here to about here. *hand motions of improvement*
Current Mood: contentcontent
Current Music: comcast fan, Death Cab and (Gavin's) My Chemical Romance
01 September 2005 @ 08:44 pm
School today... meh. Love and hate.

I hate waking up early after not being used to a bedtime earlier than 11:30.

I love sleeping in that extra 10 or so minutes so I can drive. That and dancing and singing at 7 in the morning, and not worrying about anyone else.

I hate those terrible traffic jams that make my late for calculus and seeing my junior neighbor driving her new Mustang Convertible to school when I waited until senior year to drive in a old, half broken Saab, and when its against the rules for her to drive to school anyways. She had a friend with her too. C'mon! Shes a junior! That should be illegal...

I love my calculus class. Not the subject itself, but the people in the class. Extra cool.

I hate that fact that I had to give up my cool electives (photo and TV production) second period so I could have a study. But it was a class of stoners (mostly) anyways.

I love Mrs. Roginsky and Russian accents. She seems cool. But slightly intimidating.

I hate having orchestra 5th and the massive influx of 2nd violins. I'm thinking freshman genocide.

I love that Jillian is in a bunch of my classes this year, starting with Stat.

I hate stat. It is a waste of time and a college transcript filler that I do not wish to have.

I love that my english class is near my locker, unlike ALL of my morning classes. My english class itself? Eh... The jury is out.

I hate that geo is at the complete opposite end of the school from the parking lot. It is a pain.

However, I love that my geo class has Mr. Powers teaching it, which completely makes up for it. Plus that class is pretty cool.

I hate that Malcolm stole (!) my country. And then goes off telling everyone that I took it from him. Kidding. I really hate the project in its entirety, its a waste of time.

I love driving once again. I can run my school errands when I need to without worrying about my bus. And of course, more iPod jamming.

I hate school itself really, its a waste brain space. Kidding. I go only to you all's smiling faces everyday. And grimaces too, I suppose. Until tomorrow!
Current Mood: accomplishedaccomplished
Current Music: Fencing mix, what better?
10 August 2005 @ 10:12 pm
That I went through a red light again. I mean, a bad intersection. I was driving someone's car, I don't remember who. And they and one of their parents were there, along with another one of my friends. I kind of feel like it was Gavin and Bethany in Gavin's car, but I really don't remember.

So we were going down this gigantic hill in the car, and at the bottom was the intersection with a red light. So me, of course, with my lack of driving skills and general lack of attention, I just went right through it. There were no cars coming, and we were fine. And as soon as I passed it, I realized what I had done and the whole car was freaking out. I mean, in real life, I've done this before, but not a major intersection... So, I look around in all the commotion to see if there were any cops around or if any other drivers were paying attention to what I had just done. But luckily, there were no cops and no one saw me (?!).

So whoever's parent was in the car was all understanding, but (after stopping), switched and drove instead. Why was I driving their car? So then, I just spent the rest of the dream sitting in the car, worrying that there was some hidden traffic camera at the intersection, and some cop was going to see it and tell my parents. Because I don't need them showing up at my house at 11:30 again.

Why am I a legal driver?
09 August 2005 @ 11:33 pm
Brown Penny
by William Butler Yeats

I whispered, "I am too young,"
And then, "I am old enough;"
Wherefore I threw a penny
To find out if I might love.
"Go and love, go and love, young man,
If the lady be young and fair."
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
I am looped in the loops of her hair.

O love is the crooked thing,
There is nobody wise enough
To find out all that is in it,
For he would be thinking of love.

Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
One cannot begin it too soon.
07 July 2005 @ 04:30 pm
The Collegeboard is a bitch.
11 April 2005 @ 09:28 pm
Eek, my day was terrible uneventful. My mom wouldn't drive me to fencing, and still WON'T scedule me a freaking driver's test. Life is hell sometimes. But anyway, Gavin posted one of these things a few days ago, and I thought it was cool. A bit long, but oh well.

I am: Emily Elizabeth Maretsky
I want: some more ice-cream
I have: my friends, my parents, my little brother, two cats, and an empty bowl of ice-cream
I wish: That I was 10 pounds lighter
I hate: most vegetables, the dentist, dogs, people who lie and/or can't keep secrets, Hummers
I fear: the dentist, and being murder/kidnapped, of course
I hear: Summerland in the background
I wonder: Whether or not you give a shit what I'm writing. If some sexy mystery man is reading this and thinking "I want to spend the rest of my life with this girl" (quoting Gavin)
I regret: not planning things out in advance, and not having my drivers license, and eating that bowl Ben and Jerry's
I love: my friends (and family... sometimes), my cats, fencing, Ferris Bueller, CD mixes, the internet, Red Apple Jelly Bellies, cinnamon sugar bagels
I always: am too damn loud
I dance: around the house when no one is home
I sing: to the radio in the car, and out loud when dancing around my house when I'm alone
I cry: sometimes, especially when I'm tired or can't fix a problem
I am not always: the most considerate, but I am trying to reform
I write: on my live journal, some letters, and for school and such
I win: at air hockey sometimes, sometimes at fencing
I lose: my cell phone, all the time
I confuse: everyone
I need: sleep, I'm tired
I should: get to sleep and fix the above

YES or NO:
You keep a diary: my livejournal, and on and off a real journal in my room
You like to cook: cookies, cakes, brownies, cinnamon buns, microwave dinners, and I make kick ass pizza bagels
You have a secret you haven't shared with anyone: nope, Jillian knows them all, and besides, I'm not a very secretive person, but that bites me in the ass a lot
You believe in love: of course

DO YOU...?
Have a crush: of course, most people know, read "secrets" above
Want to get married: eventually
Get motion sickness: yep, in cars sometimes and on spin-y rides
Think you're a health freak: not really, I have a big sweet tooth
Get along with your parents: usually, but we have our fights, and they get kind of bad
Like thunderstorms: when I'm inside, wearing a rain-coat, or in my bathing suit, yes

Number: 8
Color: I don't like to discriminate
Month: October, it has my birthday, Halloween, and I love fall to death
Song: I like lots, I should burn myself a soundtrack sometime, the only one off the top of my head is "Absolutely (This is the Story of a Girl)" by 9 Days
Food: Red Apple Jelly Bellies, cinnamon things, macaroni and cheese, strawberry cream savers
Season: fall
Sport: Fencing and biking
Drink: rootbeer, hot chocolate, raspberry lemonade

Cried? nope
Helped someone? I helped Alicia, Aaron, and Aidan with their homework
Bought something? clothes from the outlets (but that was about 28 hours ago) and a chocolate chip cookie at lunch
Gone to the movies? nope
Said "I love you"? yes
Written a real letter? nope
Talked to an ex? nope
Missed an ex? definitely not
Written in a journal? If my livejournal counts
Had a serious talk? yes, with Alicia
Missed someone? yes
Hugged someone? I don't think so
Fought with your parents? haha, yep
Fought with a friend? nope

Eat a bug? maybe, if I was paid a lot
Bungee jump? I would love to!
Hang glide? Yup!
Kill someone? well, maybe Jillian if we ever moved in together, but she'd probably kill me first, so no
Kiss someone of the same sex? weird?
Parachute from a plane? yes
Walk on hot coals? if I had to
Go out with someone for their looks? not if they had the personality of a jellyfish
For their reputation? nope
Be a vegetarian? sometimes I wish I could, but I love bacon and corned beef too much
Wear plaid with stripes? on like, a crazy dress day maybe
IM a stranger? probably not
Sing Karaoke? done it, and would again
Get drunk off your ass? maybe someday in college or what not
Shoplift? I stole a thing of Reese's when I was like, 4, but my mom got really mad when she found the chocolate on my face
Run a red light? if no one was around, sure
Star in a porn video? eek!
Dye your hair blue? for like, a day
Be on Survivor? no, but the Amazing Race, definitely yes
Wear makeup in public? isn't that normal?
Not wear makeup in public? isn't that normal too?
Cheat on a test? I've done a couple of times, but no more than 2 or 3 this year
Date someone more than 10 years older than you? no! I think that is SOOO creepy!
Stay up all night? once in a while, but I get mean without sleep
Current Mood: goodgood
Current Music: "The Remedy" Jason Mraz