proof
that i'm gettin' old: i saw a cute kid today and i had a strong urge to pinch his cheeks.
that i'm a big sap: a movie we watched today in class about mentally challenged kids nearly brought me to tears.
that i'm still going 25: my friends who are in blossoming relationships are freaking/grossing me out with their incessant cheeseball/sappyness.
that i'm too busy: i can't find a time to go out with The Architect again for another week.
i get the feeling he thinks i'm blowing him off or not interested, which is most certainly not the case.
some friends and i are roadtripping to dallas this weekend to see a band. a ridiculous band. a band which if i share with you, dear internet, you have to promise not to judge me.
this is so very, very opposite of what i normally listen to (dolly parton, john mayer, jesus music, other normal, kosher things) but it's so delisiously catchy, i can look past the raunch factor.
and the raunch factor is OFF THE CHARTS HERE, PEOPLE. BEWARE. things are usually PG here at making lemonade...but i'll spill the beans on the band, if you enter the Judgement Free Zone.
make sure to play the song "semi precious weapons". you'll love the first line.
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