let's run away just so we can lay under the stars at night
ooooh babyyyyyyyyyyyyy
stasia's still in a gooooooood moooooooooood
wtf, mate?
i dunno but i'm totally bojanglin' bumming it tomorrow. werd. i'm serious, fo' rizzle, etc. i love that. bojanglin'. for some reason it tickles me and it really makes me giggle. plus i sound hot when i say it. haha...hot like a REDNECK...which means NOT...SO THERE BIZITCH! jesus i'm hyper. i should have a party right now. yeah...a party in your PANTS...sorry that was the other me. one of me is here and the other is on the other side and i can turn my head around 360 degrees like that guy in harry potter so like, if i wanna change faces, i just flip my hair over to the other side and turn my head around. i just wiped my nose on my shirt sleeve. how very sexy. i'm serious. that's hot. wow. oh god. wow. i'm tellin' ya. why is it that NO ONE talks to me...why do i keep these people on my buddy list? time for a little autumn cleaning. you'd think i'd delete these people as soon as i get my new sn, because it's easier...but NOOOOO, because trillian just merges your buddy lists, so i actually have to make a conscious effort to take people off! it's too bojanglin' difficult to live these days. why don't i just jump off a cliff? jesus now i sound like brendan. i've got to stop stealing other people's words and actions. i'm not actually stasia. i'm a collage. hahahahahahahhahaha. i'm a collage. does that mean i was made by a creative person, perhaps as a gift for someone else? as in, there is a god? hmm. considering the stance i took in my conversation with kolodner on friday in class, i'd think there is a god, and i believe in him/her/it. however, whatever. i don't care. to be quite honest, i won't really know if i believe in the idea of god until i'm at least out of college, but probably a long time later, because teenagers simply cannot understand things until we get further on into life, and i refuse to believe in something that i don't understand. you can tell me that believing in god means that you can't fully comprehend him, his goodness, etc, but i disagree heartily with that. to truly love and believe in someone or something, you must understand it. therefore, once my mind can fully grasp the idea of god, the person of god will take form. not until then. and i don't believe in the god that churches preach about. dogma. i understand that the mainstream idea of god is there because many people don't want to sit and think about these things forever. i understand that, and i agree with it. most people don't have time in the middle of the night to stay up thinking about these things. and frankly, i won't either, after i get out of my house. i already worry about money and people and college and things now. just imagine how it'll be after i leave and am mostly on my own. jesus. no more thinking. perhaps i'll have to think during the day...but thinking during the day is difficult. because at night i can just close my eyes and lay there and speak out loud to my silent room. i love doing that. my mom always thinks i'm on the phone or something, but i'm just crazy and love to talk to myself.
however, it is drawing nigh on ten thirty and i need to take a test tomorrow. therefore, i bid you adieu. i still love you all, and i will still wake up tomorrow thinking "this will be the best day of my life." because, really, every day is the best day of my life, because it's new. and stasia likes novelty. but stasia also likes comfort, and comfort does not come from novelty. stasia needs to shut up and go to bed now before she has an aneurism because she's thinking too hard.
good night, fair maiden.
stasia's still in a gooooooood moooooooooood
wtf, mate?
i dunno but i'm totally bojanglin' bumming it tomorrow. werd. i'm serious, fo' rizzle, etc. i love that. bojanglin'. for some reason it tickles me and it really makes me giggle. plus i sound hot when i say it. haha...hot like a REDNECK...which means NOT...SO THERE BIZITCH! jesus i'm hyper. i should have a party right now. yeah...a party in your PANTS...sorry that was the other me. one of me is here and the other is on the other side and i can turn my head around 360 degrees like that guy in harry potter so like, if i wanna change faces, i just flip my hair over to the other side and turn my head around. i just wiped my nose on my shirt sleeve. how very sexy. i'm serious. that's hot. wow. oh god. wow. i'm tellin' ya. why is it that NO ONE talks to me...why do i keep these people on my buddy list? time for a little autumn cleaning. you'd think i'd delete these people as soon as i get my new sn, because it's easier...but NOOOOO, because trillian just merges your buddy lists, so i actually have to make a conscious effort to take people off! it's too bojanglin' difficult to live these days. why don't i just jump off a cliff? jesus now i sound like brendan. i've got to stop stealing other people's words and actions. i'm not actually stasia. i'm a collage. hahahahahahahhahaha. i'm a collage. does that mean i was made by a creative person, perhaps as a gift for someone else? as in, there is a god? hmm. considering the stance i took in my conversation with kolodner on friday in class, i'd think there is a god, and i believe in him/her/it. however, whatever. i don't care. to be quite honest, i won't really know if i believe in the idea of god until i'm at least out of college, but probably a long time later, because teenagers simply cannot understand things until we get further on into life, and i refuse to believe in something that i don't understand. you can tell me that believing in god means that you can't fully comprehend him, his goodness, etc, but i disagree heartily with that. to truly love and believe in someone or something, you must understand it. therefore, once my mind can fully grasp the idea of god, the person of god will take form. not until then. and i don't believe in the god that churches preach about. dogma. i understand that the mainstream idea of god is there because many people don't want to sit and think about these things forever. i understand that, and i agree with it. most people don't have time in the middle of the night to stay up thinking about these things. and frankly, i won't either, after i get out of my house. i already worry about money and people and college and things now. just imagine how it'll be after i leave and am mostly on my own. jesus. no more thinking. perhaps i'll have to think during the day...but thinking during the day is difficult. because at night i can just close my eyes and lay there and speak out loud to my silent room. i love doing that. my mom always thinks i'm on the phone or something, but i'm just crazy and love to talk to myself.
however, it is drawing nigh on ten thirty and i need to take a test tomorrow. therefore, i bid you adieu. i still love you all, and i will still wake up tomorrow thinking "this will be the best day of my life." because, really, every day is the best day of my life, because it's new. and stasia likes novelty. but stasia also likes comfort, and comfort does not come from novelty. stasia needs to shut up and go to bed now before she has an aneurism because she's thinking too hard.
good night, fair maiden.