Yet another night of Copeland, Dave Matthews, Guster, and chocolate ice cream. Oh, and rain. Can't forget the rain. I'm beginning to think i enjoy staying home more than going out. Though, i did get some new clothes today, which gave me the sudden urge to flaunt the fact that my mother brought me shopping. But then i figured that Dave and a shake was a much better spent evening than going to the movies. I hadn't realized until now how monotonous my life really is. There's really no excitement anymore. There's no adventure. But at the same time, i can't tell you the last time i even looked at the stars. I love looking at the stars. Just staring for a while. Knowing that at that same moment there are a million other people doing the same thing, yet wondering if any of them are thinking the same thing. I think what i need is outside stimulation. I need someone to keep. I need someone to stay. Regularity is the only way to achieve spontaneity. There are approximately 1500 reasons for me to give it up, but i just can't let go. I am fighting to the death. Hanging merely by the thread that is my hope, i reach for what it is that i want the most. Though unnattainable at the current time, my prize, i know, is the sweetest thing i could even imagine. I know none of this makes much sense to most of you. Some fall short of even coherent sentences, but it works in my head. These jumbled thoughts and words are my innermost. Funny i have only one thing on my mind, eh?