maybe not, says the song...
i've never really written in this what i meant to say in the first place it seems.
wow... is there such thing as grammar in that sentence? maybe?
so i've written fewer times and farther between, and with a lack of substance.
ah! substance! doesn't substance refer to alcohol or something?
ah questions.
skyview's been an interesting experience.
i know so many people. and i like them.
or i dislike them. usually is one of the two.
makes me feel like vsaa is such a small world. and i feel like saying to myself that it wasn't. kind of is though.
i suppose, really, i could just, oh, say, write in here all about whats going on with roseanne nowadays.
and just not care. i'm not really sure what all it is i care about so much that i don't like to say anything that means anything or has any relevence at all to it. on lj.
as this all is such a big deal you know.
but what else would i do on this lovely night than tell the internet about my indecisive thought process?
well gee. i could go talk to or spend time with my boyfriend.
golly gee. roseanne has a boyfriend.
roseanne wants a haircut!
but roseanne already went out tongiht with him. and parents don't seem to understand the significance of this "hanging out" stuff, or "talking on the phone"...
*feet are cold*
i don't remember the last time i remembered having a dream.
we are the music makers, we are the dreamers of dreams.
goodnight...
wow... is there such thing as grammar in that sentence? maybe?
so i've written fewer times and farther between, and with a lack of substance.
ah! substance! doesn't substance refer to alcohol or something?
ah questions.
skyview's been an interesting experience.
i know so many people. and i like them.
or i dislike them. usually is one of the two.
makes me feel like vsaa is such a small world. and i feel like saying to myself that it wasn't. kind of is though.
i suppose, really, i could just, oh, say, write in here all about whats going on with roseanne nowadays.
and just not care. i'm not really sure what all it is i care about so much that i don't like to say anything that means anything or has any relevence at all to it. on lj.
as this all is such a big deal you know.
but what else would i do on this lovely night than tell the internet about my indecisive thought process?
well gee. i could go talk to or spend time with my boyfriend.
golly gee. roseanne has a boyfriend.
roseanne wants a haircut!
but roseanne already went out tongiht with him. and parents don't seem to understand the significance of this "hanging out" stuff, or "talking on the phone"...
*feet are cold*
i don't remember the last time i remembered having a dream.
we are the music makers, we are the dreamers of dreams.
goodnight...