Slow down, we've got time left to be lazy.

It was cold but it got warm when you'd barely crossed my eye.
And then you turned, put out your hand,
And you asked me to dance.
I knew nothing of romance, but it was love at second sight.
Fun. - The Gambler


I've been listening to a lot of music these days and this is just one of my favorite songs. Mostly because it reminds me of my girlfriend. I'm still not sure how it does but I've got some ideas. Maybe when I've nailed it down I'll post why it reminds me of her.

But Fun. has an odd sound. It's something unique. That's something you don't get a lot these days in music. But I digress not everyone likes something different. I mean death metal bands still manage to make money and I can't listen to three seconds of that without leaving. Some people like listening to the exact same thing with subtle variations. Again death metal bands. (Yeah I don't like death metal, did you get that?)

And I've also been watching a lot of movies lately. The Hurt Locker being a personal favorite. I don't know why I like it. I mean sure it's set in Iraq so its got militaristic overtones. But it follows a bomb disposal squad. They're not exactly involved in high risk special death defying maneuvers which involve shooting their way out of an ambush or something. (I had to alter that sentence because I realized  that bomb disposal is a high risk maneuver.)

But back to life. As far as I'm aware my girlfriend is coming to visit me on the 9th of July. However a complication has arisen in my quest to go to my girlfriends ball. Apparently my parents want me to go to a camp which is happening at the same time as the ball. It's a perfectly sound excuse for not going to the ball and as I said in previous posts I'm not sure I want to go. But I want to spend time with my girlfriend. I mean I've spent my entire life going to these camps. Surely It couldn't be to much of a sin if I miss one. But then again mums already having trouble saying I can go.

There is hope yet. They said they might stay in a motel and take me down to the camp the day after the ball. But considering the trouble my parents are having at the moment anyway. I have a feeling that this camp may be the final nail in the coffin. And the pressures now on because I have to have the permission form sent away by Monday. My parents like having a long time to think things over and they haven't exactly got it.

I'll talk to them tonight and see where I stand. However it doesn't look good from where I stand.

I'm out. Seya.