I need to type this up before I forget what happened. Zac's (Panic's security guard) was tweeting Brendon, and the two appeared to be in a spat. In Zac's last tweet, he left a number, claiming it was Brendon's phone number. I got VERY excited and texted it saying "Sucks dude. Inbox is gonna get flooded. XD Hello from Texas!" When I got a text back, I was (needless to say) EXTREMELY excited. Granted it only said "quien eres" (Spanish for 'who is this'), I still felt wicked rad for texting BRENDON URIE. I texted back "no comprende seneor" trying to be cute or something. I got my BFF Nicole to call the number and she told me it was voice mail. I called and got a Mexican man. Apparently, in my excitement, I typed in a wrong number and had been texting some Mexican dude. No text from Bden for me. So Nicole and I called the number and it turned out to be a SayNow account. We left an enthused and amusing message, in the hopes that someone from that glorious group of boys will reply to me.

They probably won't but we can always dream, and I dream the things that never were and I say "why not?" And from previous experience, there doesn't always have to be a "why not".

OK! Lots of updates. First off, ( Warped Tour was AMAZING. )

Secondly, ( this is what I've been doing all summer. )

Thirdly, ( oh my god, about Panic at the Disco... )

Fourthly, ( updates about Matt and my appearance have to share a cut. )

Finally, ( my plans for July 15th/16th. )

There, that should keep you filled for a couple days.

I don't know if I want this enry public or not, but for now it's open. These are, without a doubt, the most personal thoughts I've shared online.

I've been listening to A Fever You Can't Sweat Out again. There are songs that I am in love with on that album; I Constantly Thank God For Esteban, Build God, Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered...
But the two real jewels are Camisado and Nails for Breakfast.
Jesus. Just typing the names makes me cry.
Ryan Ross put his thoughts and feelings and emotions into words, which he put to music, which he put in our heads, in our mouths, on our lips.
But so rarely does it make it into the heart.
By listening to the album again (particularly these two songs), I have put them there. And nothing can take them out again. I used to sing along, oblivious. And now it's wormed it's way into the ventricles and atriums and it's there to stay. So much so that I think I'd like a lyric tattoo. Perhaps under the sparrow on my foot. These few phrases WILL NEVER LEAVE ME.

"Sick and sad patients on first name basis with all the top physicians."
"The anesthetic never set in and I'm wondering where the apathy and urgency is that I thought I phoned in."
"It sure as hell ain't normal, but we deal."
"You're a regular decorated emergency."

I'm in love with Ryan Ross more and more each day.

( You'll be glad this is behind a cut... :D ) I really hope this cut works...

Panic at the Disco show is tomorrow!!!! I'm leaving school around 1:15, and then I head to the Frank Erwin Center. I'm so excited I'm about to cry. It's also my sister's birthday! So maybe Jon will call it out like he always does. I'm straightening my hair and sewing on the last few letters of my homemade shirt. :D So I need to go finish up. Then I've got French homework. Ciao for now!

Should have won. Had another shit day, but at least it was a B day, so I got to see Case and Justin, who I found out has a girlfriend. I couldn't get anything together for the Panic at the Disco contest, I've got a shit load of homework and I got SUPER embarrassed in class today, and everyone knew it. I'm really good at Web Design. Not gonna waste time being modest. We're making a site based off of CSS, and I'm doing really well. The site just has to encompass the general elements of CSS, and there really shouldn't be a purpose. Well, my site is about Ryan Ross, so I'm making it look super pretty. :D Mr. Roe, my web design teacher, loves me soooo much, and he's always saying how good I am. Mandy is in that class, by the way. So today I go up and ask him a question about borders. And he's like "You're asking me a question? Ha." Cause he usually asks me about questions kids have in class. So then he launches this program where he can share my screen with me. I show him my site and he's like "WOOOW, that's really good!" So we're looking at my site, and he looks at my Quote page, where I have a picture of Panic, and there's a transparent box laying over it, with text inside. So he looks at the picture of Panic and says (I kid you not), "Are those your brothers?" I'm laughing and I say, "Ha, I wish!" and he's like, "Well who is it?" and I say "Um, my favorite band," and I'm full on blushing. Then he's like, "What band is that"? And I say Panic at the Disco and he Roe says, "What do you call them, a boy band? They're just to pretty." HA. HA. HA. I was about to get up there, rip his face off and see my Dad sitting there. Anyway, gotta go do homework. I'M SO THIRSTY!

Tomorrow, I get to get up at 10 am, then go shopping with my grandma! Isn't that freaking awesome?! Anyway, I found it necessary to stay up till 4 to make this picture. That's pretty much what I did all night. I know it's not that great, but I still think it's funny. Enjoy. Oh, and PS, that's the only FTSK song I know. I don't like them. Period.