Merf
Dammit!! Mother Fucking shit!!! Whew...sorry...I just typed up this long thing, and it lost it all!! Crap with extra helpings on toooooooopp!!!! Arrrrrggghhh. Kay...I'm good. So, going with the short version now...First off, I'm confused, as always. I dunno what to think about certain things, and I'm not being specific because I don't wanna. I'm leaving again, I'll be gone a week. I'm going to New York to visit family, most of whom I've never met. Yippee. And I want to apologize because obviously I've been being a horrible friend/person lately because I'm always ignoring other people. I am sorry. I don't mean to, and I hope everyone know it. Mind you, this only reaches two people...but oh well...such things happen when one is lazy. I hate being confused. BTW, merf is the sound of confusion. OOOOOOOH I wonder if I can fit the word confusion into this anymore? Perhaps my subconscious is trying to tell me something. We're supposed to write a memory for an english assignment, and I wasnt to make a comical one that would be funny, but all I can think of are meories of unrequited feelings, and things of that nature. My subconscious is tricky...no? I don't want anyone to comment on this....I just want to say it: Rusche was surprised yesterday that I remembered the month that the whole Nick and her thing started. I said of course I do. I meant it.
Kay, moving on, HEY! I can make a crab! LOOK!!! (\/)(^.^)(\/) Muwahahahaha. I ended the first attempt with this statement, so it seems a shame not to end the second attempt with the same one. I love my icon today. Please someone...teach me how to drown.
Kay, moving on, HEY! I can make a crab! LOOK!!! (\/)(^.^)(\/) Muwahahahaha. I ended the first attempt with this statement, so it seems a shame not to end the second attempt with the same one. I love my icon today. Please someone...teach me how to drown.