Feb 18, 2007 17:15
I went to ohio with my friend Becca this past weekend. She was ice skating. I felt good for her, I envy her really. She adorrid, and she's nice, what's better than that? Nothing really. But, there was a fire. It was in the basement of our hotel. I felt like a mom the entire time I was there. No one got hurt, someone put it out so we got to go back in real soon. There was a bit of smoke, but ehh, that's what fire brings.
I'm getting back into drawing and taking pictures. I use to write a lot. I don't as much, but I'm fine with it I suppose. I read more! Theres a girl who gets on my nerves. It's odd too how everyone of these girls who used to be so difficult are "nice" to me now. I'm not complaining one bit. I think it is cool actually.
I'm listening to loudermilk and I have to resize over 100 pictures. I want to go to Borders, and I want some shrinkydink. I have a check for 30$, and I already know what I want to spend it on, and I also know I need to save things, I'm bad at that one. ughhh. I want to move to my own place and be organized and by myself, and just have people come over constantly but not live with me. I'm so grossed out by the stupidest things. I want to have a little boy, and I fell in love with a 12year old this weekend. hahahaha. But, seriously, I'm so not right.