reading your horoscope
It's 5.15 in the morning. I'm still in the process of writing a super hard essay. Sipping on black coffee and falling in love with the chirping birds. Last night, we chopped my hair. I hate it but I love it. My dad called it "spunky". Gave Steph a wake-up call but she wasn't too pleased :] no Friday night fun for me anymore. Kimberly reads me my tarot cards constantly now and I wouldn't want to share a locker with anybody else.
IF YOU COULD DO ANYTHING YOU EVER WANTED TO DO, WHAT WOULD IT BE??
p.s. I'm thinking about skipping and showing up at the arches with bells on
IF YOU COULD DO ANYTHING YOU EVER WANTED TO DO, WHAT WOULD IT BE??
p.s. I'm thinking about skipping and showing up at the arches with bells on