I wish I had a British boy.

I fail at blogging. I always forget. But in all honesty I don't think anyone reads this. This blog is merely for my own personal enjoyment. To recollect on things that happened because journals just don't work out for me. Why? Because I forget.
I am a forgetful person sometimes. But not really. I just have a hard time focusing on whats important and daydream about things that have nothing to do with reality. Like food I want to eat or boys I'll never have, or birds.
I've started writing songs. Which is a miracle because I have always struggled in the poetic department. And oddly enough I haven't really had any romantic inspirations. Ever. I just write about stuff. Yes. Stuff.
So one day I will start my band. We will see.
I wish I had a foreign boy. From England or Australia or Scotland. OR I wish I was from England or Australia or Scotland. I would feel so...awesome.
But a foreign boy. I would feel cool to be with such a person.
Like I said. I focus on things that have nothing to do with reality. Like foreign boys I'll never have.
Or boys in general. I'll say it now. I'm in love with this boy at my school.
Well a friend. A good friend actually. Things could happen. But for now I just sit and wait.
There are a few things I've taken recent interest in:
Spongebob Squarepants.
The old Britney Spears songs.
Nerf Guns.
Bunnies.
Finding new music.
Writing stuff.
Saturday Night Live.
You see I've always had a tender spot in my heart for the foregoing. But recently I enjoy them. A lot.
I'm going to make a promise to blog more. Even though probably nobody reads this.