Late...

I hate the sound the toilet makes when you flush it.
I always, and I mean ALWAYS, cry in movies.
I've stopped believing in love as told by the petals of flowers.
Last week's quarter moon was mocking me.
The opening to "Dont go away", by Oasis, turns me on.
I love the smell of recently sharpened Prismacolors.
I am mortified by having to answer the phone.
I need a recommendation for a good book.
I can't do poetry, this is not an attempt at it.
The nail on my middle finger broke.
I laugh very loudly, most times at myself.
My tongue gets tied up through msn conversations.
I regret taking off my socks.
My ipod is dead, and I still have that jingle in my head.
I can never tell if I blush when you look at me.
I wish i knew better.
I forgot his last name.
I can't remember my own.
I'm very tired.
I can't sleep right now...