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Leaving for school in 15 days.

15 days.

Fifteen days.

[fIftin dez]

Fif
Teen
Days


Days.

This is exciting. Drastic change... is exciting. I was so excited (or bored... but let's stick with the positive!) yesterday that I started packing... only to realize that I can't really pack my stuff up two weeks in advance. Doy!

In the meantime, my sister is thinking about all the lovely things she's going to do to DESTROY my room once she moves into it. It will never be the same :(. I took some photos of my room to remember it as it was in its prime (cleanliness is irrelevant).






Photos courtesy of the piece of poop camera I stole from my sister and am temporarily using until I can afford a better one.

Well, haven't had much on my agenda lately. I've taken up piano again, because it's something to do and produces marvelous results with a little patience and practice. Plus, after about 5 years of not taking lessons and pretty much abandoning the instrument (with the exception of occasionally busting out my Christmas carol skills in the Winter and making it difficult for people to sing along as I fudge certain notes I can't remember), I just NOW realize I'm not going to be able to take my grand piano with me to school, so I'd better make good use of the resources I currently have. Over the past week I've been mastering "Victor's Piano Solo" from the Corpse Bride.



And yes, the ending is literally that clusterf*ck of chords. For the longest time when I would practice it my dad just assumed I got frustrated with the song so I slammed a bunch of keys. Tee hee. WRONG

Okay, can we talk about how hot Billy Idol is for just a second? Rather, I'll talk about it and you can contemplate the one hundred million reasons why you disagree. Billy... does things to me. "White Wedding" is synonymous with "let's get it on" in my head. I'm not joking. A slim few songs actually turn me on, and "White Wedding" is number 1. Guy's voice is sexy as hell. Low and raspy and deep... mmm. Gotta love that edge. Speaking of which, his face is so sharp and chiseled. Godly facial structure. I like it. A lot. Not to mention those muscles ;). Only thing I would change is the wardrobe a little bit. Black leather and crosses will only get you so far with me.



Rawr.

Le sigh. I have so much crap on my walls, and I have to take it all down. You know what would be fun? If we made a game out of this. You guys estimate how many thumb tacks I have on my wall (Hint: more than 100). Whoever wins gets something special, like a cracker or something with googly eyes glued onto it. Perhaps both!

In unrelated news, I stumbled upon this picture and thought it was funny: