i started off the day by wearing a skirt. i liked it. i looked good. i listened to box car racer on the way to school (one of my favorite cds). i think it put me into an anti-social, i hate the world mood. i was upset all day, until lunch, when i thought i was going to be happier, until i saw HIM and he didn't say anything to me. and i am BAD about aniciating conversation, so i didn't say anything. the only happy times was when i talked to my best friend and when i got a break on my us history test. other then that...bad day. "saturday" I'm good to go And I'm going nowhere fast It could be worse It could be taking you there with me I'm good to go But it looks like I'm still on my own I'm good to go For something golden Though the motions I've been going through have failed And I'm coasting on potential towards a wall At a 100 miles an hour When I say Two more weeks My foot is in the door (yeah) I can't sleep In the wake of Saturday (Saturday) Saturday When these open doors were open-ended Saturday When these open doors were open-ended Pete and I attacked the laws of Astoria* with promise and precision and mess of youthful innocence And I read about the afterlife But I never really lived more than an hour (more than an hour) When I say Two more weeks My foot is in the door (yeah) I can't sleep In the wake of Saturday (Saturday) Saturday When these open doors were open-ended Saturday When these open doors were open-ended And I read about the afterlife But I never really lived And I read about the afterlife But I never really lived Two more weeks My foot is in the door Me and Pete In the wake of Saturday Saturday When these open doors were open-ended Saturday When these open doors were open-ended Saturday Saturday ok...well i am going to go... ♥ I ♥ HEART ♥ FALL ♥OUT ♥ BOY ♥