My brother coming here, (man that totally rocked), bad news, good news, more bad news, satisfactions, cake layers, (when's the famous cerry getting here?) school, the rain in spain stays mainly in the plain, (seriously though, it's been to much rain for spain), psyched out ppl into exams, (thank God that's over), and maybe maybe maybe something really cool around the corner, that just might happen, (stop squeezing my arm Ozie).
So yeah, imagine all that.
Believe it or not I don't have a single picture to document all this psychoness, and that sucks.
All I have to say is this: Katarina, will you marry me?