sijainti: asuntoni
mieliala: hereillä
musiikki: mitä ikinä hannah kuunteleekaan huoneessaan. alphabeat??

i one of those people that keeps everything. ev.ree.thing.
total pack rat. i will find a shirt or pair of pants that i know i hate but tell myself that it’s quite possible i could need them again one day… for something! or i’ll find a shred of an old scarf or a piece of some old technical object and be like “oooh i could totally make something out of this!!!” but not anymore folks… that’s the old me. i just ridded my life of about 8 bags - extra large garbage bags, to be exact - of crap. my room is live-in-able once again. 

thank.

goodness.

it feels so good to get rid of things that kinda mattered once. i mean, what’s the point of keeping them??? just cause it mattered once doesn’t mean it’s still making a difference… if anything it’s just weighing you down. 

i spent the last week in meridian, ms. my old hometown. saw some old friends, some family. had a lot of serious down home country cookin! i denied myself the sweet tea, though, due to the fact that i’m really trying to pound the h2o… plus, my mom’s sweet tea is the best anyways! it was nice getting away for a little bit but it’s even better just sitting around my apartment. all organized feeling and stoked to have a place to call my own. 

i bought the new gym class record. yeah i know i’m a little late… blahhhh. it is deeee-licious. fergalicious, even. jk. but for real… it’s great. i don’t remember song titles very well but “cookie jar” (i think i got that one right) and whatever the last song on the record is called rocked my world. i think travis’ lyrics have always been really creative. i remember when we opened for them and FOB and the academy is… oh and silverstein too! the FBR and friends tour in 2005. so much fun. “taxi driver” was the song that really got me into gym class. check it out just in case you never have before.

“Taxi Driver” by Gym Class Heroes 

I took cutie for a ride in my deathcab
She tipped me with a kiss I dropped her off at the meth lab
Before she left she made a dashboard confessional
And spilled her guts in cursive but whats worse is
I could still see her bright eyes like sunny day real estate
Oh my and in a funny way the ceiling tastes
So high but no chance
My little chemical romance left a bad taste in my mouth
But I approached her like hey mercedes why the long face
Why you cryin? theres no need
Just put on this coheed and fallout
Boy meets girl jimmy eat world
But Schlep eats pills till hes all out
Not once not twice she was thrice times a lady
Mackin on brand new, but I had to
Bounce over to the postal service to
Pick up these pills that take care of my nervousness
And all the way I saw planes and mistook ‘em for stars
She played games but she took em too far
At the drive in
Watching soft porn and you can tell
By the trail of the dead, that there was somethin in the popcorn
I hop in my cab destination midtown
Just to get up with some kids that like to get down
I’d made my rounds and that was that
In between the frowns and scraps and heart attacks
And I remember I seen her ass in early november
On a Thursday taking back Sunday for a refund
She shot a wink like no hard feelings
Then she jetted to brazil man them pills had me spun

This is the story of the year right here
This is hot water music
Put ya ramen into it

alright… i think i’ll get some sleep now! i’m not on tour, i should be trying to follow a decent sleep schedule. GOODNIGHT NEVERLAAND!

love
hayley (”i wish i was a little bit taller, i wish i was a baller).

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