I've been really cruel to you guys by not responding to your questions about the music that is automatically playing right now.

Here's the playlist:
1. "Set Fire to the Third Bar" - Snow Patrol
2. "Love is Waiting" - Brooke Fraser
3. "Shattered" - Trading Yesterday

There you go! I'm glad you love the songs :)

Ack. I just love love love that song so much. When I first heard it, I automatically got hooked. It reminds you much of Avril Lavigne, yes, but Orianthi's a bit better because she's got like wicked guitar riffs.

Yes, anyway, if you didn't read my previous blog, I stated that I would be gone for a long while because I was moving. I finally moved, and I'm surprised that it took us less than a week to get settled. It was just the internet that took a longer while to get set up, therefore keeping me offline longer than expected. It's alright, though. I was able to catch up with the writing that I've been neglecting because of the layouts that I've been making. Now I can finally make more layouts! Woohoo! In two weeks, my layouts were such a hit and stuff. I can't wait to make more. I've been gone for too long, it's time to bring back the layouts.

As I said, I moved houses, and I've got to say that I really like my new place. It's so much bigger than my old house and the view from my bedroom is so cool. I can see the ocean from my window and my school from my front door. My new place is up in a mountain so it's much colder and we're also planning on camping out in the yard, one of these days. My friends came over to hang out and they had a blast here. I hardly ever invited anyone over to my place before, at my old place, because it was so small. But even if it was small, it was kinda sad to move out. I've lived in that old house for all my life, and I've never lived anywhere else before. It's alright, I guess, since it's not like I'm moving far off across the ocean. But still, all the memories are attached to that house and you can't just let it go like that. I'm a very attached person, and it'll take a while for me to actually let go. Like, every time, after school, I always expect to be going back to my old place, and it still feels like a surprise when I find myself at the new house.

Aww... *tear*