simpkins
srsly, i think everyone should rejoin the whole eljay fad. hop back on the bandwagon and tally-ho! nobody likes a good rant-to-self like everybody. its true. everyone points and laughs at the nutters who talk to themselves, walking down the crowded streets of chicago carrying nothing but the handle of their stolen shopping carts from the local godknowswhat. you cant even carry the handle of a shopping cart. let your hands rest there peacefully, yes, but never carry. then youd quite literally have to be 15 feet tall at the very least, tall enough to get leverage to lift that puppy up like its one of those sequined handbags all the gals around the 'burbs have grown tired of, thank god.
harry potter does wonderous things, it seems. i go from being short-tempered, impatient, wanting to kill myself for not finishing all of my summer homework already to being a lady of faux-perfection. chill and laidback, both used very, very loosely. actually, all i really want to do is call nate to see if my phones up and running again, suck his soul for a little while whilst chatting about....well. probably about the fact that hey! my cell phones functional! pip pip! here here! cheers from the crowds below.
i want a spoonful of chocolate ice cream. its sitting in my freezer, unopened. well, unopened as of whenever i checked last. you can never be too sure in my house for very long. tragic, really. all i know is that i should probably take down the "LATE START" sign ive had on my door next to my sunkist poster since the last late start. im pretty sure my mother ignored it and woke me up anyways. le sigh.
id also love some sour gummi worms. maybe a hug or 5. tootsie pops. dem camel shoes. mm.
im going to fill my water pistol up one day and shoot random people. ill hide the gun real quicklike with my pantherlike reflexes. hot cha cha, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!
harry potter does wonderous things, it seems. i go from being short-tempered, impatient, wanting to kill myself for not finishing all of my summer homework already to being a lady of faux-perfection. chill and laidback, both used very, very loosely. actually, all i really want to do is call nate to see if my phones up and running again, suck his soul for a little while whilst chatting about....well. probably about the fact that hey! my cell phones functional! pip pip! here here! cheers from the crowds below.
i want a spoonful of chocolate ice cream. its sitting in my freezer, unopened. well, unopened as of whenever i checked last. you can never be too sure in my house for very long. tragic, really. all i know is that i should probably take down the "LATE START" sign ive had on my door next to my sunkist poster since the last late start. im pretty sure my mother ignored it and woke me up anyways. le sigh.
id also love some sour gummi worms. maybe a hug or 5. tootsie pops. dem camel shoes. mm.
im going to fill my water pistol up one day and shoot random people. ill hide the gun real quicklike with my pantherlike reflexes. hot cha cha, yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!