Hey hey hey!
I made a myspace thingy! Yippee. You don't hear "yippee" very often, do you? Okay, well, I don't. Anyway, summer is boring. Now, I am wishing to go back to school, but I know once I get there, I am gonna be wishing i was at home, right here, on the computer, doing nothing! Anyway, if anyone is reading this, you should look at my myspace thingy. What the heck are you supposed to call those? "My Space"? It just doesn't sound correct. Come check out "my space". It actually kinda sounds really wrong. What "space" are they referring to. Honestly! Okay, overanalyzing is bad. So is having a perverted mind. But hey, I'm a bad girl ;) hehe. Moving on...never mind, I have nothing to "move on" to. Um...back to overanalyzing things. I have a tendency to think, and that makes everything seem worse than it really is. Why can't I be stupid? You know what, I am not even gonna get into that. Honestly, like when a guy does or doesn't do something, you (or I) look into it way too deeply and get the completely wrong idea. Speaking of, why won't this guy call me. I swear! I can't stop thinking about him. Ugh...let's think about...I don't know...cabbage. Cabbage smells really bad. And it doesn't taste good either. My parents make it with roast beef and it smells up the whole house. Gross. I don't even like roast beef. Ew...come to think of it, whenever they do make that, all I eat are the potatoes. Fundiggity. Okay, I am going to go to "my space" now. That sounds hilarious. Sounds like I am going to a place that only I know about. Like some imaginary planet I made up that only exists in my mind. Ha. There I go again...overanalyzing things...moving on...to what?