let's get random.
Don't bother reading. Just complaints, obvious facts, dumb statements and everything in between.
Some people are reallyyy dumb. Had a bad, stressful, tiring day bt in a good mood. Not looking forward to becoming a member of the CVS crew. Adam, the manager, is hotttt stuff. HOT STUFF. Training tomorrow. Today's Law&Order night. Stabler rocks my socks. I love my creepy foreigners (sp?): Natasha and Duyen. My iPod and my phone died today. Heather shows me a picture of Mike, I state, "Mike's wicked cute." Heather replies with, "Mike's a f***ing asshole-Get over it!" in her bitch tone and angry Heather face. I want to punch her in the face. Nicky Carter gets cuter by the day. I want to marry him. He doesn't believe in marriage. I'm so un-Indian that my parents don't even consider me Indian. Ew, I don't want to be American. I don't understand you. I love random entries. I've been listening to 'You're Not Alone'<33333333333 non-stop. Went to my cousin's in Avon on Saturday. Spent the whole day there. Talk talk talk talk talk talk. I fell asleep, with Saosin<3333333333 on repeat. Cute Brazillian guy next door is the nicest person alive. YANKEES ARE OUT! There is one person I just cannot stand for unknown reasons. Lol, they're wicked nice to me, but I don't like them. Maybe it's jealousy. I want my own record company badly. I wish it'd be successful though. I don't have to become filthy rich; just good music. Channing Somethingoranother is not hot. What kind of name is Channing? Then again, what kind of name is Rajdeep? Extended homeroom tomorrow. I wish I was in someone's homeroom.
Nick Carter is adorable. Josh Hartnett makes me cry; He's just so unbelievabley beautiful in Pearl Harbor. His character def. adds to his cute innosence. There isn't one person I'm not jealous of. "They call me Candle Man, because I'm on fire." Wow, T.I. has some great lyrics. I wish my Daddy would go far far away. Kiss108 is playing the crap out of Far Away by Nickelback. Savin Me is 2347625987345967356983456793845893759235983x better and they didn't play it much. Gayyyy. Everyone's getting into Panic! now. But when I was ranting and raving about them a year ago everyone just dismissed me. It makes me sad, patheticly, to know that there are songs out there that I havn't heard yet that I absolutely love. My wardrobe is total hobo. No wonder why no one talks to me, lol, I dress like I'm poor. Shallow people should have some sense knocked into them. I wish my Mommy was okay. The stress, physical and mental pain are shaving off years of her life, and that saddens me. All I want for Christmas is a smidgen of hope. Sunny's mom can't make pasta very well. Nick Carter is perfect. Still havn't passed my Italian project in. Senioritis. No jeans, sweatpants, flip-flops at work. I might just have to quit. My phone won't turn on. I've been so energyless and tired lately. I want to do something fun with someone for a change. So tired of having no one to share the fun with. I look horrible in all yearbook pictures. I'm not even trying to be humble or anything. I really do look like crap. I take bad pictures. Well, that and I don't look good as it is. There is one picture that I don't mind. I actually really like it. Probably because it was taken last week. One more thing: Nick Carter is gorgeoussss.
&
she's just like him
spoiled rotten, confused by the lies she's been fed
she's searching for no one but herself
her eyes turn to green and she seems to be happy
and this time i think you'll know ..
Some people are reallyyy dumb. Had a bad, stressful, tiring day bt in a good mood. Not looking forward to becoming a member of the CVS crew. Adam, the manager, is hotttt stuff. HOT STUFF. Training tomorrow. Today's Law&Order night. Stabler rocks my socks. I love my creepy foreigners (sp?): Natasha and Duyen. My iPod and my phone died today. Heather shows me a picture of Mike, I state, "Mike's wicked cute." Heather replies with, "Mike's a f***ing asshole-Get over it!" in her bitch tone and angry Heather face. I want to punch her in the face. Nicky Carter gets cuter by the day. I want to marry him. He doesn't believe in marriage. I'm so un-Indian that my parents don't even consider me Indian. Ew, I don't want to be American. I don't understand you. I love random entries. I've been listening to 'You're Not Alone'<33333333333 non-stop. Went to my cousin's in Avon on Saturday. Spent the whole day there. Talk talk talk talk talk talk. I fell asleep, with Saosin<3333333333 on repeat. Cute Brazillian guy next door is the nicest person alive. YANKEES ARE OUT! There is one person I just cannot stand for unknown reasons. Lol, they're wicked nice to me, but I don't like them. Maybe it's jealousy. I want my own record company badly. I wish it'd be successful though. I don't have to become filthy rich; just good music. Channing Somethingoranother is not hot. What kind of name is Channing? Then again, what kind of name is Rajdeep? Extended homeroom tomorrow. I wish I was in someone's homeroom.
Nick Carter is adorable. Josh Hartnett makes me cry; He's just so unbelievabley beautiful in Pearl Harbor. His character def. adds to his cute innosence. There isn't one person I'm not jealous of. "They call me Candle Man, because I'm on fire." Wow, T.I. has some great lyrics. I wish my Daddy would go far far away. Kiss108 is playing the crap out of Far Away by Nickelback. Savin Me is 2347625987345967356983456793845893759235983x better and they didn't play it much. Gayyyy. Everyone's getting into Panic! now. But when I was ranting and raving about them a year ago everyone just dismissed me. It makes me sad, patheticly, to know that there are songs out there that I havn't heard yet that I absolutely love. My wardrobe is total hobo. No wonder why no one talks to me, lol, I dress like I'm poor. Shallow people should have some sense knocked into them. I wish my Mommy was okay. The stress, physical and mental pain are shaving off years of her life, and that saddens me. All I want for Christmas is a smidgen of hope. Sunny's mom can't make pasta very well. Nick Carter is perfect. Still havn't passed my Italian project in. Senioritis. No jeans, sweatpants, flip-flops at work. I might just have to quit. My phone won't turn on. I've been so energyless and tired lately. I want to do something fun with someone for a change. So tired of having no one to share the fun with. I look horrible in all yearbook pictures. I'm not even trying to be humble or anything. I really do look like crap. I take bad pictures. Well, that and I don't look good as it is. There is one picture that I don't mind. I actually really like it. Probably because it was taken last week. One more thing: Nick Carter is gorgeoussss.
&
she's just like him
spoiled rotten, confused by the lies she's been fed
she's searching for no one but herself
her eyes turn to green and she seems to be happy
and this time i think you'll know ..