YES, almost Clam Fest time! Ahh, I hope my friend calls me. I want to goooo~ Gotta get me a Lime Rickey. Drink of the gods, for serious. Ah, other than that, I probably won't buy anything. I used to collect glassworks every year, but they don't hold the same appeal to me now. Mostly, I just want to look ( Read more... )

I should really write more in my regular journal. Sometimes I think I'm just here for the communities. Which is partly true anyway ( Read more... )

Ugh and double ugh. When I get a summer job next year, there is no way I am working at McDs. NO WAY. It was gross, sweaty, and greasy. I swear, by the end of it, my hair looked like I had been swimming. That was the grease. So gross! But, I did a good job and we sold lots of burgers! Most of the money goes towards our senior picnic in like, three ( Read more... )

No, I don't have it. Me no care. Well, I care a little bit, but I'll get it eventually. I probably won't get it for a few days even! I'd rather go to our town's festival. And I have to work there too, until three. My (little) cousins are coming up today too, so there's no chance in me getting it after three. Teh sad. My parents sarcastically ( Read more... )