People who think I'm beautiful: my parents and James Blunt.

That will be my room one day.
You know how in my last post I wished it would rain the next day? An hour after I posted a massive hail storm rolled in.
The guy hasn't texted me in three days and I deleted him off facebook. Good riddance, creep.
I've been going through my dad's CD collection, and so far I've added Jimmi Hendrix, Loggins & Messina, Styx, The Zombies, and Yes to my iTunes.
I also found some great cassettes; artists such as Neil Young and Pink Floyd. I'm so glad my CD player is also a cassette player.
I need to make a list of things I must do.
I still need to watch A Very Potter Musical.
And the Disney movies that are on YouTube.
I'm reading I Am the Messenger by Markus Zusak, who also wrote The Book Thief. Both are great books.
I need to finish Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy.
I also loved Looking For Alaska by John Green.
The character development in Twelve Angry Men is fascinating.
I need to take more pictures.
I think this is pretty cool.
As well as this.
And I've fallen in love with his voice.
The creep just texted me. FFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU-.
I'm not replying. I'd much rather have a plethora of cats than get anywhere near him and his "little friend".
Maybe I'll do this if I ever see him in real life.
If he was an art supply, he would be glitter. You just can't get rid of it. And even if you use a small amount of it, you keep finding it everywhere, even months later.
My birthday is in 6 days.