Forks and Blogs.

So, i discovered a cool new band, named after a place in France. They are called Beirut(bay-root) and they have European-style, theatrical, accordion-filled music. Despite their strange style, they have a modern, indie way to their music that makes me like it. My favorite song by them is Forks And Knives, hence the blog title. Have you ever had Crackerfuls by Ritz? It's two long crackers, with cheddar cheese in the middle. Like an ice-cream sandwich, but with crackers and cheese. They sound like healthy, old-people food, but they are awesome. I've come to realize that I love Dr. Pepper. It's my brother's favorite, too, but i have never liked it this much. It's usually Coke or Mountain Dew(is this against copyright laws to say those in a blog?), but i think i've gone into a Dr. Pepper phase like Forrest Gump. I stayed home from school today for no particular reason. I wasn't even that tired(my brain was, but my eyes weren't), just the idea of not going to school excited me. I'm not sure why my mom let me stay home. It was probably because i went to bed at 2 AM last night, like it's been for a while now. I feel kind of cool, because i'm pretty sure no one else can go survive school if they stayed up that late every day. I can't help it, i have my mom's sleeping habits.  She's nocturnal now. Wednesday is the best day to have off. Because you have two days of school, a day off, then another two, then a weekend. Good deal. Someone stole my Gym uniform, now i have some old, wrinkled, way-too-short uniform i have to wear. I guess i'll have to pay for a new one. So, it's basically a weekly plan for Saira to walk home with me sometime in the week. Which is cool. I know this is completely useless information, for pretty much ANYONE reading this blog, but my friend Colton has a girlfriend now. He likes to brag about it, and tries to give me horrible advice. My sister also has a new boyfriend. He's a nice, smiley guy, named Drew. He gave her $150 for her birthday. Oh, and a card. Come to think of it, pretty much everyone i know has a boyfriend/girlfriend now. Well, my brother doesn't. There's this girl who likes him, but he doesn't like her. And he lives alone in the city with a bunch of gay guys, what is he going to do? I don't want to get a hair cut, i fear that it'll look stupid, because it always does. But there are many reasons that i should. One, being that it looks poofy, almost like an afro. (I'm looking around the room for writing ideas now). I looked in the microwave for a cheese grater yesterday when Saira walked home with me and we wanted nachos. Thing is, we were trying to grate cheese slices, which, as you can probably imagine, didn't work. (Dr. Pepper-induced bathroom break). I just got another Dr. Pepper. I usually close my mom's door before i start singing like an asthmatic, pubescent, horse. Umm...that's all i have to say 'bout that.