I want candy
I just finished my stats homework. All five questions of it. And for some sick and twisted reason, it was kind of fun. *shudders*
Rant:
I want it all. I want to get B's in stats and accounting this summer. I want Alex to remember to bring the Relient K CD tomorrow. I want the new Coldplay CD. Like, really bad. And I want my new straightener even more. I want money. I want more money. I want an iPod. I want to have a good birthday. I want it to be my birthday. Like, now. I want Amanda to come to school here. I want everything to be perfect. I want to see Simple Plan again. Again and again and again. I want our air conditioner to blow cold air. I want to find a [legal] way to make some money when I go back home. I want to be able to find Natalia's birthday present in an actual store, not just online. I want to go on a shopping spree and not worry about who's paying for it. I want us all to take the best spring break trip ever next year. I want it to be cool outside. I want to take a vacation. I want to be able to open the fridge and see food that I actually want to eat. I want to be able to read my accounting book and not fall asleep. I want my Radio@AOL to work 150% of the time. I want 90210 to come out on DVD. I want it to be last summer again. I want someone to finally get the little white dots off my black car. I want to stop wasting time and go to bed. I want to stop being such a mean, sarcastic, selfish bitch. I want fame, and fortune, and love, and happiness. I want all this nonsense to stop. I want to feel happy and sad for people and not fake it. I want the all the great moments in my life to last forever.
I want to be me, for real.
Rant:
I want it all. I want to get B's in stats and accounting this summer. I want Alex to remember to bring the Relient K CD tomorrow. I want the new Coldplay CD. Like, really bad. And I want my new straightener even more. I want money. I want more money. I want an iPod. I want to have a good birthday. I want it to be my birthday. Like, now. I want Amanda to come to school here. I want everything to be perfect. I want to see Simple Plan again. Again and again and again. I want our air conditioner to blow cold air. I want to find a [legal] way to make some money when I go back home. I want to be able to find Natalia's birthday present in an actual store, not just online. I want to go on a shopping spree and not worry about who's paying for it. I want us all to take the best spring break trip ever next year. I want it to be cool outside. I want to take a vacation. I want to be able to open the fridge and see food that I actually want to eat. I want to be able to read my accounting book and not fall asleep. I want my Radio@AOL to work 150% of the time. I want 90210 to come out on DVD. I want it to be last summer again. I want someone to finally get the little white dots off my black car. I want to stop wasting time and go to bed. I want to stop being such a mean, sarcastic, selfish bitch. I want fame, and fortune, and love, and happiness. I want all this nonsense to stop. I want to feel happy and sad for people and not fake it. I want the all the great moments in my life to last forever.
I want to be me, for real.