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ok, i am going to kick some ass this year. not just semester, but year. Must raise GPA up and sex0rcize.
What i NEED at home:
i need my calculator.
i need my paycheck.
i need my mp3 player.
i need my hair ties.
i need my decorations.
i need to exchange the MAC stuff.
i need to invite my mom to a musical.
i need to find black, high heeled, ankle buckled shoes.
i need to buy my books.
i need to get my mom to help with my fafsa forms.
i need to get "crunked" but not really with matt L.
i need to see friends before they leave for college.
i need to buy lip gloss from MAC.
i need my papers for the state department.
i'm looking through livejournals of girls who are 15 and way too mature for their age. They drink and smoke and talk about longing for love. what do you know about love at 15 or 20 for that matter? what do you know about maturity at such an age? it's strange to me how the world is growing up, moving quickly, and will swiftly move past me in a blink of the eye. i'm scared for the future, unsure of what has passed, and i will not take my life for granted. i am an inmature 20 year old girl, broken hearted and all, who can hardly spell, has never gotten tipsy, and has never let a puff of nicotine touch my breathe. i will take it face-value and not try to grow up too much. i will wear unreasonably bad fashioned shirts from kid robot and not conform until i see fit. i will laugh at ridiculously immature jokes of body parts and body odors. i will squirm when sex is mentioned, but linger with more curiosity by the end of the sentence. i enjoy cartoons, playgrounds, and acting childish. i'm grown-up when i see someone hurt or in need, but that's really it. i don't handle responsiblity well and would rather dream all day. I guess i balance out those 15 year old girls who smoke and experience with adulthood. i just want to be a toys-r-us-kid. so to all the girls with short skirts to move the hearts of adolesent boys, to all the girls who dabble in the arts of becoming an independent woman. good for you, i would rather just be happy. you will have a lifetime to be bitter, jaded and use big words to describe "complicated" feelings. :) Right now, i'm going to enjoy my youth.
What i NEED at home:
i need my calculator.
i need my paycheck.
i need my mp3 player.
i need my hair ties.
i need my decorations.
i need to exchange the MAC stuff.
i need to invite my mom to a musical.
i need to find black, high heeled, ankle buckled shoes.
i need to buy my books.
i need to get my mom to help with my fafsa forms.
i need to get "crunked" but not really with matt L.
i need to see friends before they leave for college.
i need to buy lip gloss from MAC.
i need my papers for the state department.
i'm looking through livejournals of girls who are 15 and way too mature for their age. They drink and smoke and talk about longing for love. what do you know about love at 15 or 20 for that matter? what do you know about maturity at such an age? it's strange to me how the world is growing up, moving quickly, and will swiftly move past me in a blink of the eye. i'm scared for the future, unsure of what has passed, and i will not take my life for granted. i am an inmature 20 year old girl, broken hearted and all, who can hardly spell, has never gotten tipsy, and has never let a puff of nicotine touch my breathe. i will take it face-value and not try to grow up too much. i will wear unreasonably bad fashioned shirts from kid robot and not conform until i see fit. i will laugh at ridiculously immature jokes of body parts and body odors. i will squirm when sex is mentioned, but linger with more curiosity by the end of the sentence. i enjoy cartoons, playgrounds, and acting childish. i'm grown-up when i see someone hurt or in need, but that's really it. i don't handle responsiblity well and would rather dream all day. I guess i balance out those 15 year old girls who smoke and experience with adulthood. i just want to be a toys-r-us-kid. so to all the girls with short skirts to move the hearts of adolesent boys, to all the girls who dabble in the arts of becoming an independent woman. good for you, i would rather just be happy. you will have a lifetime to be bitter, jaded and use big words to describe "complicated" feelings. :) Right now, i'm going to enjoy my youth.