RANDOM THOUGHTS TIME.

Jun 22, 2004 13:23

_I REALLY hate english reading comprehension exams, who the hell is to say that the way I think is wrong because it doesn't apply under the options "a,b,c or d"?
_Wow I really fucking hate bras. Maybe one day when I lose 100 pounds, I won't have to wear one ever again.
_Mushroom soup is awesome. I think I'm going to put it on things more. I had mushroom soup pasta, now I'm having mushroom soup cracker mush. It's great.
_I'M SIGNING THE THEATRE WALL AT SCHOOL!!! What to put on it? my only saying is "procrastination is like masturbation, you're only fucking yourself" but I doubt that will go over well
_The LRT is a boring place. I wish hot guys lerted it more.
_Preppy girls are fucking retarded.
_I saw "boy a" today... Still haven't figured out how I feel about him. I wouldn't mind macking on chris a little more though...
_These crackers are like fucking cocaine.
_I LOST 5 LBS, I NO LONGER FEEL UBER FAT ANYMORE!
_So I'm reading this book on how to be a good songwriter... I don't know how well it will work, the woman who wrote the book also writes crappy songs.
_FUCKING BRA...
_My new favorite song is "somebody told me" by the killers. What's with all the THE bands? I like em, not complaining, but it's hard to keep track.
_I wish I could drive, then afford a car, and insurance. I'm fucking bored and public transportation sucks the big one.
_There's a party on Saturday. The host said I have to come because I'm awesome. I think he's just refering to the fact that when I have alcohol in my system I'm a huge dancing slut.
_Why do breasts exist? If I'm not going to have kids, can mine just dissapear?
_I want a boy with a ... short skirt and a lonnnnng jacket?
_WTF SUXXors2#%$!@#
_I'm having bad thoughts again... it's yet another relapse. stupid memories
_I want to go on a trip to the leg and play in the water, then have a picnic on the grass... I need a summer boyfriend...
_Indie boys are seriously gorgeous. So are really really skinny punk boys named Ben.
_I need a swedish massage.

Ugh, tomorrow is social part b. Shoot me now.
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