i forgot how to do one of those lj cuts. but who cares. this thing is useless.
i want to be 100% all the time. i want to be on matt tomack's level. i want to skip the shakespeare play because "i just saw the moon and i need to be outside right now." at least. but it's simply, unmanageable.
we always sing so loud they can hear us on the moon.
he did me the biggest favor the other day but it's a secret. (if they would stop being cute. i would stop taking pictures.)
ummmmm. i think i don't want to go to a party unless i'm showing up with a crew of at least 15 people deep. no more east lansing parties unless i meet some more people or something. awkward.
i hate my painting class. i don't even care what i end up with in that class. that guy sucks. but i already knew that.
REGINA REGINA. the end.