I want Aladdin.

[i_rock_ur_socks]

Today we didn't have school.

I worked, and I did a DHS for some guy named Richard Wood.
AND YOU KNOW THE NICKNAME FOR RICHARD.
bahaha Dick Wood.

Anyway, now it's Friday night, and I'm sitting online.
I might go to Nina's when she gets home from work.
I'm listeningn to The Moldy Peaches, and I think these lyrics are just so sad:

And besides you're probably holding hands
with some skinny, pretty girl that likes to talk about bands
and all I want to do is ride bikes with you
and stay up late
and watch cartoons.