Spaced, Madly.

The pasty white dude staring at the screen is actually really discomforting, but attention the song, dammit. The song is addictive. God knows how long it's been since I 'discovered' listenable indie pop.. They use banjos, mandolins and something called a glockenspiel to make music. I'm in awe.

So.....I backtracked (biggest mistake to this date, period) on my old blog posts and.....I felt like someone just shoved a verneshot of stupidity at me.. Through my really...happy, jumpy, blogposts, I could see that I was such a....teenager.

Now that I'm 18 17 because my last birthday was only 4 months ago (technically I'm 17 and 1/4. Awesomexplosion), I expect to see some sort of change in the way I express myself.