Don't you know that you are a shooting star?

And all the world will love you just as long, as long as you are.

I'm a little sleepy right now. My eyelids are getting heavy, the left one a little more than the right one, actually. Tonight wasn't a bad night at all. I got to see Jacki, as she was leaving town. She looks really great, lost like a ton of weight. Hopefully, I'll get to see her soon and hang out in Lafayette or something. I really miss her.

Then, I dragged Hollie and Caroline to Dixie, where we saw Empty Rooms and The Way Out, both two very good bands. We were really impressed. The Way Out had some fantastic energy. See, I really appreciate it when the drummer of a band goes crazy and wild, and their drummer was like King of the Crazy Drumming Expressions. It was fabulous. Everyone else was just feeding off of it. Amazing.

After that, we finished up the evening with gas station goodies: strawberry shortcake bar for me, ice cream cookie sandwich for Foley, and an icee and a snickers ice cream bar for Hollie. Why do we even bother working out?

Oh, so we don't feel as guilty.

Tonight, I had a horrible thought, that I find myself thinking at certain really happy moments in my life, usually at shows or something. I, right now in my youth, am having the most fun in my life, whether I truly realize that or not. I'm gonna get old, real soon, and when I do, I'm not gonna do this kind of stuff. When I'm older, I can't act the same way, or do the same things. People would think I was retarded, first of all, but besides that...

I don't know. I'm really afraid of getting old. And eventually dying.

And getting old alone.

Or worse, with the wrong person.