teenage wastelandddd.

Today I sat on my roof holding up a sign that said "Save the Narwhals." I was in my pajamas. Only two people looked (mostly cause I live on a main street so everyone focuses on driving). One of those two people was my mom (and another was this bitchy mean girl in my grade). She started yelling at me to get down cause she thought I was going to kill myself. Silly mother. I just enjoy the sunshine and confusing people, is all.

I'm going to Universal Studios, so my mom is renewing our family's bout of annual passes and buying those loverly all-you-can-eat passes that I regularly fantasize about. (SHUT UP I AM ONLY 100 LB AND 5'2" SO I'M ACTUALLY UNDERWEIGHT. I JUST EAT A LOT. GOD. <-- someone posted on my formspring that I am a fat whore so I'm feeling delicate with such matters at the moment.)

My friend Colleen and I went to Build-a-Bear yesterday (cause we're both on Spring Break and deliriously bored - we also baked cookies at 2 AM and played espionage at an empty mall) and got a teddy bear that we named Ryan Ross. But there were no RyRoss-esque clothing (but they did have Brendon Urie clothes!). She prefers Ryan and I prefer Brendon but Ryan left P!ATD so we felt like we needed to fill that depressing gap of no Ryan. But we love Brendon (and Spencer! And Jon!) very much too.