never again.

last night i had a brilliant idea.

i took that brilliant idea and decided to act on it.

and that is how my 

lonely island station on pandora was born.

daniel tosh.

weird al.

antoine dodson.

i was dazed.

i was confused.

i felt betrayed.

as this song played, i lost my faith in internet radio

and asked myself questions that can never be answered.

welcome to my thoughts.

since when did this become a legit, "used by pandora" song?

is this the future?

why is antoine posterized?

did they really have a photoshoot with him in that outfit?

is that all he wears?

how does he never have time to shave his face 

but have time to straighten his hair?

what did he do with all that money?

i hope he bought his sister a house in a safe neighborhood.

did they ever find that rapist?

the hair. 

is that a shadow or armpit hair?

i hope it's a shadow.

his collarbone looks nice. 

his he trying to seduce the camera?

why am i still listening to this?

seriously.

why?

it starts out all fun and games

until pandora breaks your heart.

please listen to me.

save yourself from heartbreak

and never, ever ruin lonely island

with a pandora station.

keep it secret.

keep it safe. 

|[currently]|

headache.

dying tree.

jimmy eat world on pandora.

incessant texts.

melatonin.

nevermind.

now it's the strokes.

birthday party tomorow.

take carlos in to get checked.

sooooooooo sleeeeeeeepy.

magic!!!!

i didn't even know this is what i needed/wanted to listen to.

but pandora did.

unbelievable. 

this is too good not to post

i just got done cleaning my room.

i am so ready for bed.

during my mini-photo shoot 

{wow that sounds really dumb}

teddy geiger came on my pandora station 

and i wish i could tell you i was kidding but this is the face i made.

honest to goodness it came on and i clicked whilst freaking out. 

then i sang every single word to "for you i will (confidence)"

viva le high school music crushes/obsessions.

i'm not even kidding you guys, 

he was HAAAAAWT.

i mean helloo.

everything about this picture screams sexy beast. 

reer.

choose your station

Oh a wonderful thing has just entered my life.
Pandora.Pandora.Pandora.
Oh thank the stars above.

Note: I know I'm a little late jumping on the bandwagon with this one, but that's just how I like it. Need I remind you about my very belated Harry Potter phase as a Senior in High School and how I was devastated when Dumbledore died and my dad and James showed me no sympathy because "if [I] had read them when everyone else did people might be more tolerable...it's too late now." blah-blah-blah

Back to Pandora.
I think I am seriously falling in love.
Bless the souls of the artists that know what to say and how to say it.
And bless Pandora for somehow knowing exactly what I need to hear in a random (yet perfect) order.

Damien Rice.
Coldplay.
Vampire Weekend.
Kings of Leon.
The Format.
Cake.
Red Hot Chili Peppers.
etc., etc., etc.

I could keep going, but I don't want to make you jealous because my stations are better than yours.


Dear Pandora,
You almost complete me and I greatly appreciate it.
That is all.