the bobbsey twins
ben was probably right when he said i'm a five year old. mister dorow called me this afternoon, he wanted to know what was up and where i was. i'm developing the art of never actually attending school. tomorrow i should though, no matter what. as appealing as nintendo all day long, easy mac, shuffling my feet around to the tune of tilly and rilo and sometimes ima is, i need to go back considering this is the last week of this marking period my body sure decided to rule at picking the right time to die out. i painted some envelopes this afternoon, it rules how i can do everything that makes me enjoy life while having a heating pad on my belly to ease the pain. oh yea! I'M HEATING PADS NUMBER ONE FAN. i like reading. i'm angry that i lost a book that needs to go back to the flint public library. i'm more angry that i lost it before i finished it than the fact that i'll have to pay for the fines. i've been thinking a lot about college these last few nights. where all do you want to go? i'm thinking my address could be home in chicago maybe sova, that's where sarah is. i have a date tonight with her on aim, it really bites that michigan and virginia arn't near eachother.
hey, i saw snow patrol on mtv today at like eight in the morning. yea, i hung myself right then. syke.
hi, my name's alycia, my internet likes to run really slow as if it wasn't cable and photobucket likes to make me deleate over one hundred photos. thanks, i-net. i heart you? not. i'm off to go paint or something, life is too short to waste awayyy.
p.s. new icons and things. tell me about yourself. i like to read.
p.s.s. wish sharon a good day. she deserves the world. [YES, THE WORLD.]