july 20th 2008 sunday 11:54 pm this is my dream. it is my own dream. i dreamt it. i dreamt that my hair was kempt. then i dreamt that my true love unkempt it. i've been really into fleet foxes for the past few weeks. it's perfect summertime music depending on what mood i am in, of course. i have a friend who lives in the philippines but comes to school over here, fourty-five minutes from my city. he invited me to a house show this week at his place. i'm not sure if i will be able to make it, but the possibility is relatively high. i think. in less than two weeks my birthday will be here. nothing really exciting about it because what stand-out things can you do once you turn 20? my birthday is on a friday. i was trying to think of what to do and thought of this club i had gone to a couple of times that used to be held at a high end bar on friday nights. it's not one of those clubs my sister & her friends enjoy going to- where random guys grind on you close enough to feel their dick while lil wayne is playing in the background (a milli on repeat, probably). this one plays indie music and most of the people can't dance. they drink and smoke and just stand there looking ridiculously, fashionably good. those that do try to dance don't look foolish, just fun. i have had someone come up to me and try to dance close to me, try to get my number, and try to buy me a drink. i think i let him dance near me, but i didn't want to talk to him. anyways, even though i was reminded of it i probably won't be going. my sister told me to not make plans after 9pm.