Your reading this- because the title is in caps ;D

It seems like every weekend I'm in London (At my dad's) the Sundays are rainy and miserable.
It does't matter I stay inside most of the time I'm here anyways, this part of London is a scary place, in my eyes anyways. In the first month of living here, my sister got her bike stolen and my friend got jumped in this part of London, so I'm scared to step out side once it even starts to get dark.

Right now I'm listening to some of The Maine's music. Good stuff. Now I'm listening Rise Against, their new song, Saviour. Which is great.

I hope I'm tired enough to get to sleep tonight, I need sleep- or I'll space out big time the next day. It's really wierd. I'll be perfectly fine one minute then I have problems gripping attention to anything at all- and I just stare at a wall or something.

16 More days I get to see The Used, Three Days Grace and Default.

I also- have a small crush?