My room is not a box, honest.

I am just laying here with my headphones on listening to death cab for cutie. With my door open directly opposite the open window, a breeze passes right over my body. It feel really good.

Finals are tomorrow, somehow I am not worried, not stressed. I haven't stressed about education related issues since sixth grade. I want to draw a picture.

Taking bird is playing. It's the demo version on the open door ep. I am preferring it to the narrow stairs version. The demo feels more hopeful, being sung with only a ukulele backing him up.