I would walk 500 miles.
So what happened today you might ask?
You might, most likely you won't.
Saw Oldden. OLDDEN! He works in Holyoke now.
Amazing. I miss that kid. Met up with him in the mall and had lunch. He gave me a good life lesson. I like talking to him. I trust him a lot and he always says things I wish people didn't think I was crazy for feeling.
Sometimes I wish I was as interesting as Dylan Clark. He's such a douche, but he's really intruiging.
LAYER ONE:
> -- Name: Rachael "Captain Safety" Sanchez Atanowski.
> -- Birthplace: MA
> -- Current Location: Don't you wish you lived here?- MA
> -- Eye Color: Gross. (yellowygreenyblue.)
> -- Hair Color: Blonde.
> -- Height: 5'7"
> -- Righty or Lefty: Lefty, mostly.
> -- Zodiac: Pisces.
> LAYER TWO:
> -- Your heritage: HA. Polish.
> -- The shoes you wore today: The one's Whit gave me as a present.
> -- Your weakness: Lactose and boys who don't shave.
> -- Your fears: Heights and high speed projectile.
> -- Your perfect pizza: Garlic+Onions.
> -- Goal you'd like to achieve: Punch Emily Morrisey's butt first this time, she always wins.
> -- Your most overused phrase on AIM: The keyboard heart attack slam. see: (erewr5t9gdg)
> -- Your thoughts first waking up: Time to start a brand new day and live live to the fullest!!! Oh wait, no, I have school today.
> -- Your best physical feature: The attatched fetus.
> -- Your bedtime: Varies, anywhere from 11:30 pm - 3am.
> -- Your most missed memory: The attatched fetus. Or Roxy.
> LAYER FOUR:
> -- Pepsi or Coke: Cherry Pepsi and Diet coke.
> -- McDonald's or Burger King: Neither.
> -- Single or group dates: Fuck that shit.
> -- Adidas or Nike: Who cares, they're just shoes. Although I own 3 pairs of adidas.
> -- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Arizona.
> -- Chocolate or vanilla: Strawberry.
> -- Cappuccino or coffee: Equally as gross.
> LAYER FIVE:
> -- Smoke: No, never.
> -- Cuss: On occassion.
> -- Sing: Try to avoid that for the good of the people.
> -- Take a shower everyday: Part of my regular agenda.
> -- Have a crush: Yep.
> -- Do you think you've been in love: Yep.
> -- Want to go to college: Eh, yes and no. Like most teenagers.
> -- Like(d) high school: It was/is what it was/is...it hasn't been that bad, but if I had to go back to such a soul-strangling place, I would be quite unhappy.
> -- Want to get married: Eh..I guess maybe.
> -- Believe in yourself: Of course.
> -- Get motion sickness: On swings/boats/high speed projectiles.
> -- Think you're a health freak: Not a freak, but I am a vegetarian, which automatically makes me unhealthy. I can admitt.
> -- Get along with your parent(s): Yeah, great actually. Most of the time.
> -- Like thunderstorms: Nope, absolutely hate them.
> -- Play an instrument: A few, and I'm slowly learning piano.
> LAYER SIX:
> In the past month...
> -- Drank alcohol: Nope.
> -- Smoked: Nope.
> -- Done a drug: Nope.
> -- Gone on a date: Nah.
> -- Gone to the mall?: For about 20 minutes.
> -- Eaten sushi: Nope.
> -- Been on stage: Not in the past month.
> -- Been dumped: Nope.
> -- Gone skating: Not in June, no.
> -- Made homemade cookies: Yes, with Whit.
> -- Gone skinny dipping: Contemplated it with Whit.
> -- Dyed your hair: Unfortunately.
> -- Stolen anything: LAME.
> LAYER SEVEN:
> Ever...
> -- Played a game that required removal of clothing: Why play games?
> -- If so, was it mixed company: N/a.
> -- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: LAME.
> -- Been caught "doing something": I've been caught doing a lot of things. Like sleeping at work.
> -- Gotten beaten up: Nope.
> -- Shoplifted: Yeah, not exactly a crowning acheivement.
> LAYER EIGHT:
> -- Age you hope to be married: Don't really care.
> -- Numbers and Names of Children:
Boy: Neice.
Girl: Woman.
> -- How do you want to die: I don't know, but hopefully it'll land me a Darwin Award. (look it up)
> -- Where you want to go to college: That's hardly even crossed my mind.
> -- What do you want to be when you grow up: I am grown up, dammit.
> -- What country would you most like to visit: A lot.
> LAYER NINE:
> In a guy/girl..
> -- Best eye color? Don't care.
> -- Best hair color? Don't care, but dyed black bothers me a tinge.
> -- Short or long hair: Both.
> -- Height: Don't care, leprachauns scare me.
> -- Best articles of clothing: Who cares?
> -- Best first date location: Fuck dates.
> -- Best first kiss location: On the mouth.
> LAYER TEN:
> -- # of drugs taken illegally: None.
> -- # of people I could trust with my life: Hm, none yet.
> -- # of CDs that I own: Oh shit..a lot.
> -- # of piercings: All on my ears, except my nose. But that's hardly ever in.
> -- # of tattoos: None.
> -- # of things in my past that I regret: Nothing. Except for every night I see Sean. But I suppose later on I'll learn I'm taking that for granted. So I'm watching my step.
You might, most likely you won't.
Saw Oldden. OLDDEN! He works in Holyoke now.
Amazing. I miss that kid. Met up with him in the mall and had lunch. He gave me a good life lesson. I like talking to him. I trust him a lot and he always says things I wish people didn't think I was crazy for feeling.
Sometimes I wish I was as interesting as Dylan Clark. He's such a douche, but he's really intruiging.
LAYER ONE:
> -- Name: Rachael "Captain Safety" Sanchez Atanowski.
> -- Birthplace: MA
> -- Current Location: Don't you wish you lived here?- MA
> -- Eye Color: Gross. (yellowygreenyblue.)
> -- Hair Color: Blonde.
> -- Height: 5'7"
> -- Righty or Lefty: Lefty, mostly.
> -- Zodiac: Pisces.
> LAYER TWO:
> -- Your heritage: HA. Polish.
> -- The shoes you wore today: The one's Whit gave me as a present.
> -- Your weakness: Lactose and boys who don't shave.
> -- Your fears: Heights and high speed projectile.
> -- Your perfect pizza: Garlic+Onions.
> -- Goal you'd like to achieve: Punch Emily Morrisey's butt first this time, she always wins.
> -- Your most overused phrase on AIM: The keyboard heart attack slam. see: (erewr5t9gdg)
> -- Your thoughts first waking up: Time to start a brand new day and live live to the fullest!!! Oh wait, no, I have school today.
> -- Your best physical feature: The attatched fetus.
> -- Your bedtime: Varies, anywhere from 11:30 pm - 3am.
> -- Your most missed memory: The attatched fetus. Or Roxy.
> LAYER FOUR:
> -- Pepsi or Coke: Cherry Pepsi and Diet coke.
> -- McDonald's or Burger King: Neither.
> -- Single or group dates: Fuck that shit.
> -- Adidas or Nike: Who cares, they're just shoes. Although I own 3 pairs of adidas.
> -- Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea: Arizona.
> -- Chocolate or vanilla: Strawberry.
> -- Cappuccino or coffee: Equally as gross.
> LAYER FIVE:
> -- Smoke: No, never.
> -- Cuss: On occassion.
> -- Sing: Try to avoid that for the good of the people.
> -- Take a shower everyday: Part of my regular agenda.
> -- Have a crush: Yep.
> -- Do you think you've been in love: Yep.
> -- Want to go to college: Eh, yes and no. Like most teenagers.
> -- Like(d) high school: It was/is what it was/is...it hasn't been that bad, but if I had to go back to such a soul-strangling place, I would be quite unhappy.
> -- Want to get married: Eh..I guess maybe.
> -- Believe in yourself: Of course.
> -- Get motion sickness: On swings/boats/high speed projectiles.
> -- Think you're a health freak: Not a freak, but I am a vegetarian, which automatically makes me unhealthy. I can admitt.
> -- Get along with your parent(s): Yeah, great actually. Most of the time.
> -- Like thunderstorms: Nope, absolutely hate them.
> -- Play an instrument: A few, and I'm slowly learning piano.
> LAYER SIX:
> In the past month...
> -- Drank alcohol: Nope.
> -- Smoked: Nope.
> -- Done a drug: Nope.
> -- Gone on a date: Nah.
> -- Gone to the mall?: For about 20 minutes.
> -- Eaten sushi: Nope.
> -- Been on stage: Not in the past month.
> -- Been dumped: Nope.
> -- Gone skating: Not in June, no.
> -- Made homemade cookies: Yes, with Whit.
> -- Gone skinny dipping: Contemplated it with Whit.
> -- Dyed your hair: Unfortunately.
> -- Stolen anything: LAME.
> LAYER SEVEN:
> Ever...
> -- Played a game that required removal of clothing: Why play games?
> -- If so, was it mixed company: N/a.
> -- Been trashed or extremely intoxicated: LAME.
> -- Been caught "doing something": I've been caught doing a lot of things. Like sleeping at work.
> -- Gotten beaten up: Nope.
> -- Shoplifted: Yeah, not exactly a crowning acheivement.
> LAYER EIGHT:
> -- Age you hope to be married: Don't really care.
> -- Numbers and Names of Children:
Boy: Neice.
Girl: Woman.
> -- How do you want to die: I don't know, but hopefully it'll land me a Darwin Award. (look it up)
> -- Where you want to go to college: That's hardly even crossed my mind.
> -- What do you want to be when you grow up: I am grown up, dammit.
> -- What country would you most like to visit: A lot.
> LAYER NINE:
> In a guy/girl..
> -- Best eye color? Don't care.
> -- Best hair color? Don't care, but dyed black bothers me a tinge.
> -- Short or long hair: Both.
> -- Height: Don't care, leprachauns scare me.
> -- Best articles of clothing: Who cares?
> -- Best first date location: Fuck dates.
> -- Best first kiss location: On the mouth.
> LAYER TEN:
> -- # of drugs taken illegally: None.
> -- # of people I could trust with my life: Hm, none yet.
> -- # of CDs that I own: Oh shit..a lot.
> -- # of piercings: All on my ears, except my nose. But that's hardly ever in.
> -- # of tattoos: None.
> -- # of things in my past that I regret: Nothing. Except for every night I see Sean. But I suppose later on I'll learn I'm taking that for granted. So I'm watching my step.