Making coffee.

I've been awake for hours, but I need it to function properly.
It's really sunny outside and this performance made me really happy last night.

Sunny Day Jams.

Cute video.

Also, Radio Dept.'s 'Clinging to a Scheme' is full of sunny day jams. 'Heaven's on Fire' is the most fun, for me.

Play the ones that we all know best.

Right now, I can't stop listening to I don't do crowds by Camera Obscura. Easily my favourite; it would be my theme song, probably.

Last night was the night of my high school prom. I don't know whether or not I'll apply for sixth form at my school and stay for another two years. If so, last night was just another good night with people I'll be mostly seeing a lot of for another two years, and if not, it's a nice way to remember everyone altogether, which I guess is the point.

No one was excited. Everyone at school had been bitching for weeks about how disappointing it would be.

Of course, that's just kind of reflective of how everyone had been feeling about school recently. In about a month, school's over and then a lot of people are going to a different sixth form, or college, or wherever. And most people I talk to are "desperate to start somewhere new." They're tired of everyone around them, and of themselves, and of the building. I have no idea what I'm going to do. My friend, Joanna, was talking to me about college, where she took art and showed me every project she'd done over the past two years. There were lots of 'three minute projects'. One of them, she'd based off of postsecret, and it was the same idea, but instead of secrets, it was wishes posted by people at her college;

6 people wished for a boyfriend/girlfriend

1 wished for world domination

2 wished for a change in their physical appearance

3 wished for money

2 wished for better health

1 wished for forgiveness

1 wanted to meet someone new

10 wished to go somewhere new

17 wished for a fresh start

It didn't surprise me that wanting a fresh start was the most common wish, but it made me sad when I thought of everyone starting new colleges and sixth forms for that reason and how in a couple of years' time some of them would still be unhappy where they were and desperate to get out and go somewhere new. They'll still be tired of themselves.

The general consensus was that prom was probably going to be very boring, with everyone being too sober to want to dance, or talk to anyone outside of their social cliques. But it wasn't like that. I think because everyone was anticipating that kind of prom, they made a conscious effort to avoid it being like that. So everyone was trying to be sweet, and kind of silly. The most obvious conscious effort at silly was when one kid ran into the hall, flailing arms poking out of a makeshift cardboard/tinfoil robot costume, past the tables where everyone was sitting, onto the empty dancefloor, where he tore off his robot head and stomped it, revealing that he was someone who is normally very reserved. Okay, I didn't fully get this at the time, but I think his reasoning behind this entrance was his effort to avoid the awkward, boring prom scenario. Or to make a lasting impression since it's a month before we all finish school. I'm not sure. But anyway, prom was more fun than we all expected.

After prom was over, it was too hot to stay indoors. we all kind of congregated outside the hotel where it was at, which was next to some road signs and fields and not much else. The rain had been coming down really hard all night, and flooded the roads so we were all stuck there for an hour or so. Some of us were sitting on this wet picnic bench, being sentimental. Talking about plans for next year, and what we'd remember from the past five years, and looking around at everyone. They were waiting around in the downpour, in their dresses and tuxes and cardboard robot torsos, illuminated only by the hotel windows and sometimes headlights from one of the few passing cars. No one cared about the rain. No one looked unhappy; they all looked really grateful and smiley. They kept saying thank you. It was really endearing.

Eventually, the rain became softer and we started seeing more and more cars drive past. And driving home that night in the rain, one of my favourite songs came on (Fine for Now by Grizzly Bear), and I can't think of a song more fitting for last night. Listening to that, watching the rain streak the passenger seat window, there was no part of me that wanted to be anyone else.