omg.

so i went to a cd store today and usually when i walk in, i put on my ipod because they usually play junky latino music [that i should only hear on new years eve or christmas when i'm with my family]. but today when i walked in, they were playing "for a pessimist i'm pretty optimistic" by paramore. and then they played "let this go" and then they played "born for this" and a whole buch of other songs. so i was like "wut. they never play good songs in here!" and my dad's like "i like this song."

my dad shouldn't like the music i like.

and now i'm trying to save my money for a keyboard (the one i want only costs like $350) by possibly babysitting.
babysitting = :|

dr huxtable just called me asking where dan was like i'm supposed to know or something. idc either. when i asked her why, she's like, "oooOOOoooOoooooohhhhhhh, i was just wondering." and i was like, "but that's a random question, it should have a reason." and she's like, "BAI!"

wuttttttt~!?