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leave your name and...
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.
Okay then... yeah.
I feel so left out because I'm computerless at the moment... Wendy never lets me get on this beast because something about porn and territorial/sharing issues...
Wow... I really can't think of anything to write in here...
My back hurts and I suck at art...
NOW SOMETHING POSITIVE!
I wasn't hit by a car... yet.
I have emo hair today because the blow drier made me wanna kill myself. So I'm all like "Ahhh... I wanna die," so my hair is emo... not me, my hair.
Wendy's birthday is tomorrow... which means that I get to see my cousins... I think. It also means that I have to wear pants... I haven't worn pants in a few hours...
So yeah.. comment if youse guys read this... I miss the expoldy sound that my e-mail makes.
I really wish I could drive.
Oh, and congrats to those who made callbacks... I wish I would've... maybe I should've tried out. -_-;
Pssh.. I keep forgetting to ask for money for my Homecoming ticket... I really... really don't want to go... because I'm all alone and thats a couple of levels of patheitc higher than I thought I was...
Sometimes I wish I were a fifty two year old nun...
I feel so puddle under my foot right now.
1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal. You MUST. It is written.
Okay then... yeah.
I feel so left out because I'm computerless at the moment... Wendy never lets me get on this beast because something about porn and territorial/sharing issues...
Wow... I really can't think of anything to write in here...
My back hurts and I suck at art...
NOW SOMETHING POSITIVE!
I wasn't hit by a car... yet.
I have emo hair today because the blow drier made me wanna kill myself. So I'm all like "Ahhh... I wanna die," so my hair is emo... not me, my hair.
Wendy's birthday is tomorrow... which means that I get to see my cousins... I think. It also means that I have to wear pants... I haven't worn pants in a few hours...
So yeah.. comment if youse guys read this... I miss the expoldy sound that my e-mail makes.
I really wish I could drive.
Oh, and congrats to those who made callbacks... I wish I would've... maybe I should've tried out. -_-;
Pssh.. I keep forgetting to ask for money for my Homecoming ticket... I really... really don't want to go... because I'm all alone and thats a couple of levels of patheitc higher than I thought I was...
Sometimes I wish I were a fifty two year old nun...
I feel so puddle under my foot right now.