A temper tantrum flew over me today while listening to Disorder. My mother walked in on me while I was pretending to be Ian. Well, it wasnt like I was really trying to be like him. I was just imagining how he would have moved during a show when he sang the song.

I do that alot. Most of the bands and people I love are long gone. And my only way of ever knowing who they were... Is by pretending Im them or having a full out conversation with them in my bedroom.

Well, my mother said she was sorry and I threw a fit. I couldnt help myself. It was just flat out embarrassing. I had my door locked but she some how got in anyway. Does she have a key? Or did I forget to lock my door?

After my fit I threw my headphones back on. Danced some more. Then I felt a cold drop run down my cheek. For a second I thought it was sweat and kept on dancing. Then I saw my hand. In my tantrum I had thrown off my headphones and pretty much threw off a bit of my ear with it.

Fuck, I love dancing!