Hurricane jane is softly singing its way down my ear canal, making me sway. It’s been a while, I know. I have nothing to do but breathe now and wait for things to just happen now. The song has changed. A different tune. I’m good-clipse. God, I love my ipod touch. Things are changing for the good. School is only in a couple of months. I’m going to be a sophomore. Finally. I got a 100 average at the end of a fourth quarter. Not too shabbby. I also have been shopping way too much. My closet is all designer’ed out now. I want a marc jacobs, Chanel, or louis vuttion bag. Not to mention some studded christian lubbaton boots. Kill me. I’m not going to survive. This summer is going to be filled with chilling, taking pictures film and all, more shopping, and hanging out with the boyfriend. It’s been a year, 4months, and two days. It couldn’t get anymore amazing. I got him a backpack for school already. I could not resist. He would have been stuck with his old one, which is a hammyup from his younger sister. it’s kidrobot. $200 just for him.