Collase of the Chamomile

Blogs are so completly over rated, and yet, I find myself wrting one. Life is changing changing changing. Found out I got a promotion today! I'm not technically supposed to know yet, because I haven't talked to the store manager about it yet, but it's still pretty cool. Going to have to swich to nights/ midshifts though, which i'm really not excited about. But, I think it will be a really great learning experiance, and this way when I move to Chicago I will know how to close.
Oh, did I mention Chicago? Yeah, moving there in August. I applied at Roosevelt University, although I don't know if I will get in. It's a private school, and my grades are... sub-par. I'm having a Tea now, Calm tea. and its the first time I have used the tea cup Jesse got me for my birthday. It looks rather beatiful. Tasty as well.
I'm in love. I'm ridiculously, can't help yourself, want to spend every-single-moment with the person, share your gum, type love. I think he is the most beautiful man ever, outside, and even more importantly, inside. He cares so much about people it embaresses me that I don't do as much as he does. He's incredibly intelligent, witty, and ever changing. Sometimes, it's like he knows exactly what he wants, and other times, I coulden't tell you, and I'm pretty sure he coulden't either. But, that is okay with me. I can relate to him on so many levels. Sometimes, I feel so incredibly lonely, and just listening to him makes everything seem so much better. He reminds me it's completly okay to be different everyday, actually, he woulden't like it if I were normal. He has never called me beautiful, but thats okay, because its hidden behind every stansa and chorus he writes. I would marry him tommarow if he asked me to. I would run away with him anywhere he would ever want to go. I would believe anything he told me, and I would emulate him in anyway I possibly could. I should probley start with introducing myself though.
Conor Oberst, if you only knew how highly I thought of you, the pedastool I put you on, you would most assuradly put a restraining order on me. Honestly, its like, Oh Conor, You smoke? I should smoke to. You drink? I really should get wasted more often. You hate your life? What a coincidence, Your making me hate mine. Okay, so maybe that was being dramatic, but when I listen to him, he evokes so many emotions in my sometimes I feel like I could explode. I wish he knew who I was, I wish he knew I existed. It's so weird, because I'm never like this. I'm never the stupid teenage girl who falls in love with the person she could never have in a million years. I've never really idolized anyone the way I idolize Conor, and I have definitly never wanted to marry someone on the spot before.
Anyways, enough ranting for now.