Holy crap I had so much typed out but since kevin plays doom on this computer, it always just shuts down randomly and I always lose everything I just typed.
Quick recall…
So you cant tell me what I should and should not wear. Im sorry that blue jeans and a nice shirt are too much for you. Hello, last time I checked I was Mrs. Modest, born and raised, and I cant believe you make me sound like some sort of flaunting slutbagwhore who wears trashy clothes. I cant wear turtle necks every day of the week and I would really appreciate it if you would stop tugging at my goshdarn shirts. I wear an undershirt for a reason and im sorry if that isn’t good enough.
My best friend from sixth grade, Andria Bohling,
may come back from Nebraska to go to college at UNT (where im going). HOLY CRAP. That would be awesome.
Black heart procession. Awesome music, check it out.
I didn’t have to take my Spanish test or my flute test today. I win!
So im going down to cow town, cows a friend to me, lives beneath the ocean, that’s where I will be, beneath the waves, the wave, and that’s where I will be, im going to see the cow beneath the sea. They might be giants rules the world.
SOMEONE FIND ME THE SONG SAGE OF LAMBERéNé! (haha, I only know how to make the lower case é and not the capitalized one.) I lost the cd I had it on and now its no where to be found L.
John butler trio is my freaking hero. Please go listen to zebra.