Oct 26, 2006 12:41
Mein Rucksack ist neben dem Bett. Die Lampe ist hinter der Fernsehrn. Das Bett ist uber mich. Der Schall ist vor dem Kleiderschrank. Ich bin unter das Bett. Das Buch lauft in den Rucksack. Ich bin twischen der Wand und dem Photo.
I didn't feel like looking up how to spell stuff.
I sort of have to reform what I feel and say and stuff to keep a friendship. Thats not really true at all. But sort of, but thats a secret. I need to somehow attain the seat of power. I don't think thats possible now though because my company isn't so much desired. Its a strange concept to grasp. Luckily I have way to much going on to really worry about it at all. I almost just found myself wanting to write...what if I don't have friends later in life?...but then I realized that I don't really wonder that because I'm really not worried about it.
Some things I want to do in life: Jockey, Ireland, Cruise ship barmaid, seasonal park ranger, work with horses, work in or start a theater, masseuse, mother, wife, graduate, new zealand, rich, and many other things I'm sure.