im walkin on sunshine WOAH!
about how i havent updated in a really long time.. and my last update was just a lark
anywho, so its 4.00 in the am.. i've spent the past four hours cleaning out my room...let, me tell you, it was a lot of fun
WHY? did i decide to redecorate and clean my room at midnight, you ask?
well, last night/2 nights ago (?) im in the car with jackie and carla and jackie tells carla how much she lobes her room. carla says that she loves it too because its just so--carla.if she was a room, that would it. so jackie asks- is my room jackie? carla and i answer "yeah, it pretty much is"...so then, you know, i'm feeling a little adventurous...so i ask, "is my room me?".......?!?!?!?!?!!??!!.......
no.
WOW, so that was fun.
henceforth, jackie,elyse and i were talkign about what i should do to snaz it up a bit... make it more MOI.. (and still keep all the stuff i already have. ergo Paris and no flower child wall) I wanted to start right away, but jackie said no i had to wait and think abou it.
so i did.
we watched the movie.
else went home.
and there i was---12.00, nothing to do... it was TIME
so, i've spent the night fixing it.. and i think it'c coming out qquite flash, but i have yet to get jackie's seal of approval
But so anyway.. the whole thing got me tinkerin with my noggin.. was my room ever me? i know that it was.. because i remember my old best friend gave me this picture her mom had gotten in paris for my 15 bday. Our friendship didnt end on good terms....but the whole thing left me wondering...
Have i changed so much since last/frosh year that i'm no longer remotely the same person?
Do my new friends just not know that faction of my being?
Did my onld friends not know me?
Why does everything have to end so badly?
WOW-> a little too angsty for my taste, but that's cool. whatever floats your boat
THE MORAL OF THE STORY IS: join my on my quest for self discovery.. aka the GREATEST ART PROJECT KNOWN TO MAN... it will be AWESOME
anywho, so its 4.00 in the am.. i've spent the past four hours cleaning out my room...let, me tell you, it was a lot of fun
WHY? did i decide to redecorate and clean my room at midnight, you ask?
well, last night/2 nights ago (?) im in the car with jackie and carla and jackie tells carla how much she lobes her room. carla says that she loves it too because its just so--carla.if she was a room, that would it. so jackie asks- is my room jackie? carla and i answer "yeah, it pretty much is"...so then, you know, i'm feeling a little adventurous...so i ask, "is my room me?".......?!?!?!?!?!!??!!.......
no.
WOW, so that was fun.
henceforth, jackie,elyse and i were talkign about what i should do to snaz it up a bit... make it more MOI.. (and still keep all the stuff i already have. ergo Paris and no flower child wall) I wanted to start right away, but jackie said no i had to wait and think abou it.
so i did.
we watched the movie.
else went home.
and there i was---12.00, nothing to do... it was TIME
so, i've spent the night fixing it.. and i think it'c coming out qquite flash, but i have yet to get jackie's seal of approval
But so anyway.. the whole thing got me tinkerin with my noggin.. was my room ever me? i know that it was.. because i remember my old best friend gave me this picture her mom had gotten in paris for my 15 bday. Our friendship didnt end on good terms....but the whole thing left me wondering...
Have i changed so much since last/frosh year that i'm no longer remotely the same person?
Do my new friends just not know that faction of my being?
Did my onld friends not know me?
Why does everything have to end so badly?
WOW-> a little too angsty for my taste, but that's cool. whatever floats your boat
THE MORAL OF THE STORY IS: join my on my quest for self discovery.. aka the GREATEST ART PROJECT KNOWN TO MAN... it will be AWESOME