good morning dearest of all journals;
typically i fucking hate mornings, but this week is phenomenal. it appears as if the happier i am, the less frequently i write. anywho, this wonderful girl that i've been dating for a month has been the only thing on my mind lately, and for the past two weeks, every time we'd be looking into each other' eyes i'd be repeating i love you in my head, in quiet fear that i may eventually vocalize said thoughts. well, two nights ago, it happened. i told sandra that i'm in love with her, and to my complete fucking awe, she said it back in the most sincere of tones.

this is one of the periods in my life where i realize i have everything that i want and need, and i appreciate it more than ever. being with her has also inspired me to do several things;

1. stop being lazy in many different subjects.
a. do homework and study and go to class so i can pass school and be something eventually.
b. get 2 tattoos before summer.
c. release a 4 song ep by august
d. when summer begins, restart skateboarding, minimum a day a week.
e. apply at american apparel/urban/h&m before the end of may.

2. succeed; no matter what aspect it is, all of a sudden i feel like i need to succeed, whether it's work, music, etc.

3. try to look as good as possible and be the best possible boyfriend, and continue to try to make her as happy as possible.

yes, i know i sound like a huge fucking faggot, but i feel perfect for once and it's nice.

on top of the whole being in love thing, i got 40$ which is going to pay for breakfast and cigarettes. fuck yes!

good night/morning blogspot readers.

i tried to write a cute song tonight.
i was rather unsuccesful; apparently i've entered a stage of happiness where everything comes out in rhymes and sounding like they were written by a 16 year old bitch. the rest of my writing is going decently and i'll most likely post some of my new stuff shortly. i definitely need to sleep though, being awake for too long makes my writing cliche and annoying, from the looks of it.

good night friends and stalkers.

ps. in no way am i implying that my newer incability of writing cute non cliche things is a bad thing; i'm implying quite the opposite. i'm happier than ever for the simplest of reasons, and i'm really grateful for the great combination of things that makes up my life at the moment. more than most other things, i appreciate a person at the moment. anyways, i can only sound so much like a fucking high school bitch for one night, so i'm going to go sleep before i emberass myself further. once again, good night.