"Will the light ever stop shining? ...I bet not."

Days have evolved from their darkness, and now I am set free to loiter, do stuff, and goof off for no reason. The days have proven themselves good enough, and good enough for me to be happy about them.

God's been good to me, and to American Idol, who have been spared finally from the wrath of Bikini Girl and Nancy Wilson. After watching the replay today from what I missed last Thursday, Tatania Del Toro, though, is still remaining, and I can't believe she's still here, goodness, she's a psycho. Her nasal laugh and dramatic whining is annoying me to heck. My eardrums throb at the witness of her oh-so anal voice. I felt cracked from such narcissistic nature and idiotic persona. Goodness.

Adam Lambert is just the most beautiful thing to Gerard Way now. He's just so awesome, it's hard for me not to love that man. I was blown away by his group performance, and he just stood out from the rest. Danny Gokey and Jamar Rogers and their group made the whole episode last in my heart for a long time. They are the general idea of brilliance, I'd be helled if the show pulled through without at least one of them.

But Group Day tore down the best of everyone. Emily Hughes is gone, which has been the most tragic and most unwholesome loss of all. Deeana Brown should have stayed at her place, but God must have a better plan for her. May she find it soon. And Rose Flack... oh goodness, why? Bad already she lost her father years ago, now she loses her entitlement as a contestant on A.I. Excruciatingly unfair, and if it weren't for that flirt of a Bikini Girl, she'd be the winner or runner-up by now.

H.U.S.H updates. I've made more characters, like Miranov Hyde, Creed Eagle, and Jenna. Jet Armie, Watson the healing fish, and HUSH are done, and I've got several plot ideas already. I'll tell you what comes up when I'm done with it all. Though, H.U.S.H might need some work, because the idea of HUSH was inspired by a Batman villain named Hush, so if I were to steal the role of Tommy Elliot's evil side, I'd be one of those copycats of Bob Kane who never get the golden goose eggs in the farmland.

And also, Fireflight is the best band for any young Christian and growing disciple. WAY better than Paramore, definitely. I've just had too much of those overrated heck-bots already. As if the Riot CD wasn't bad enough.
Fireflight; Just as good as Flyleaf, more grunged up than Jars of Clay, but with a heavenly essence. They have this underground flavor that just melts your heart when you listen to their beautiful songs and their warming grace. They have such Godly messages crushed into their songs and they just melt your heart. Beautiful, in one word.


But with every great eventful day is the heartbreaking, bothersome side.

Sure, I had a ton of fun with Joy, Carl, Pam, Paolo, and more other friends of mine at church today, but... I must confess.
A special somebody at church was there today, and even if I were at least friends with him, I didn't even get to say anything to him except, "Hi," a hug, then leave, then sometimes occasional conversations, but they all fall short. If I were to even have an existent, close-knit friendship with him, of all days, this would have been the one if I hadn't clucked out a red crown and feathers.

And also on the way home, I lost a sheet of paper towel which said, "I am not a chicken," on it, and I found it torn, wet, and blurred behind our bathroom sink. That immesurably impaled my self-esteem.


But the day was as good as God is. He gave me another chance of weekend freedom again, and the zest of uncounterable reattainment of goodness. But just wait until the beacon of freedom dies.

Just hope it won't be soon.