"She's in love, and the world gets blurry
She makes mistakes, and she's in no hurry to grow up
'Cause grownups, they don't understand her
Well it's a big, big world out there, but she's not scared...
She finds hope in the strangest places
She reads her books, and she knows the faces
Of everyone that ever said she's alone
She knows every word to the saddest songs
And she sings along, though her friends all tell her
That she can't sing...
She's eighteen, much too young
To know what a kiss like that would mean
But her lips, they were no stranger to the touch
And she likes it way too much."
--Mayday Parade, So Far Away

Saturday, November 10, 2007

I Have Proof!

Some people don't believe in miracles. I didn't really before, but now that I've witnessed one myself, I am a believer.

You're dying to know, of course.

I PASSED MY ROAD TEST!!!

Miracle, I know. But I'm so euphoric right now... It's awesome. Here's to the future, and everything it may hold. :]

Arty is [loving her newfound glory, and] OUT.
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