it's just some little thing...

[enamoured]

Last night, as I filled out a few aps and watched the AMAs, I became reaquainted with the notion of the fact that dude, I hate most award shows. They are so boring. And tedious. And I hate it when people who win aren't there, because it's just blah. Takes away from the whole spotaneity thing.

My two-cent wrapup: Ashanti still does not amuse me. Hilary Duff makes me cringe. JC needs to shave the mustache off. Lance and Mark McGrath always but always look hot. Clay won his first major award. (yay!) Kim L. was there somewhere, looking gorgeous. I still love the Outkast songs. And I can't stand Fifty Cent/Fiddy Cent/Half Dollar.

I am unfortunately overobsessing over The Boy. And every time that happens, bad things happen! Like, I find out the guy of the moment hates me or that he's gay or something of equally disasterous porportions! And this cannot happen over The Boy, who I'm ridiculously crushing on. What is WRONG with me? Maybe it's the fact that I'm twenty-three days short of The Birthday and I NEED to get a first kiss out of the way and my hormones are kicking my ass because of that. Lord knows.

But yes. I want to get kissed before I turn eighteen, be it by The Boy or another equally cute guy.

So goes my pathetic mantra.