"Oh man, there's bleed all on the floor!"
I'm so sad. I invited Mary-Kate Olsen to be my friend on thefacebook.com, and she hasn't replied yet. I don't think she's going to, either. I may end up having to settle for Ashley.
I'm getting totally psyched for the 4th. AUGH!
Not only will I be having fun, but I'm scheduled to get my new computer at the same time. But naturally, I have doubts that everything will go as planned, because of, well, God, to be blunt. He does enjoy playing with me. I don't even care about myself as much as my friends having a good time. I'll probably be too caught up in trying to make sure nobody gets out of line, which won't likely happen, and I'm pretty sure if it does happen my last nerve will surely go out... this strangely makes me totally comfortable, knowing that's the case. Best case scenario: everyone who can show up does show up (and ON TIME), and my parents spend the night at my grandmas, and those who wish to get drunk do get drunk (but not too drunk... FUN drunk), spend the night, and remember the night as one of the better times in their lives. Worst case scenario, only those who are DEFINITELY COMING AND WOULDN'T MISS IT FOR THE WORLD show up, at approximately midnight (which IS too late to be firing off fireworks, as loud as we've got), a few drink and drive out, while the others sit in akward silense until Josh gets out of hand (and does NOT have my computer), in which case I would finally snap and beat him until the police showed up, and everyone remembers the night as one of the better times in their lives (if they see me nearly kill Josh, if that ends up being the case). So really, it's a win-win situation.
And to show everyone how horny I really am at the moment, I want everyone to close their eyes, think of themselves in the most comfortable bed in the world. Now, imagine that you get off that bed and go to take a shower. Now, imagine the hottest person (me, if you're a girl) walks in on you, as horny as you are. That's how horny I am... ready to pounce a beehive if needsbe. Unfortunately, most of my family is home at the moment, kind of creating a super-buzzkill. I won't be able to do anything for a while. Damn, thinking about it I probably won't be able to until after the 4th. I'll need to be careful if I drink... I may very WELL pounce a beehive.
If you think that's all too much information, you should listen to Loveline (with Dr. Drew and Adam Carolla, weeknights at 10 on 100.5 The Fox).
I'm getting totally psyched for the 4th. AUGH!
Not only will I be having fun, but I'm scheduled to get my new computer at the same time. But naturally, I have doubts that everything will go as planned, because of, well, God, to be blunt. He does enjoy playing with me. I don't even care about myself as much as my friends having a good time. I'll probably be too caught up in trying to make sure nobody gets out of line, which won't likely happen, and I'm pretty sure if it does happen my last nerve will surely go out... this strangely makes me totally comfortable, knowing that's the case. Best case scenario: everyone who can show up does show up (and ON TIME), and my parents spend the night at my grandmas, and those who wish to get drunk do get drunk (but not too drunk... FUN drunk), spend the night, and remember the night as one of the better times in their lives. Worst case scenario, only those who are DEFINITELY COMING AND WOULDN'T MISS IT FOR THE WORLD show up, at approximately midnight (which IS too late to be firing off fireworks, as loud as we've got), a few drink and drive out, while the others sit in akward silense until Josh gets out of hand (and does NOT have my computer), in which case I would finally snap and beat him until the police showed up, and everyone remembers the night as one of the better times in their lives (if they see me nearly kill Josh, if that ends up being the case). So really, it's a win-win situation.
And to show everyone how horny I really am at the moment, I want everyone to close their eyes, think of themselves in the most comfortable bed in the world. Now, imagine that you get off that bed and go to take a shower. Now, imagine the hottest person (me, if you're a girl) walks in on you, as horny as you are. That's how horny I am... ready to pounce a beehive if needsbe. Unfortunately, most of my family is home at the moment, kind of creating a super-buzzkill. I won't be able to do anything for a while. Damn, thinking about it I probably won't be able to until after the 4th. I'll need to be careful if I drink... I may very WELL pounce a beehive.
If you think that's all too much information, you should listen to Loveline (with Dr. Drew and Adam Carolla, weeknights at 10 on 100.5 The Fox).