Apr 10, 2006 12:49
I'm 21. wow. First and foremost, it's time to start fresh. The first day of the rest of my life type shit, but for real. It really feels like "ok, you've made a lot of childhood mistakes, now it's time to take things a little more seriously - "being young and stupid" isn't THAT good of an excuse anymore. So I shall.
"10 things I Love About You" letters? It's been a while.
Chilling SO fiercely in my room right now. cleaning ladies just left, so i have a Mr. Sparkle room, sweats, thick socks, sweatshirt, music playing, the sun AND the rain out at the same time, some guitar practice under my belt, a shower on the horizon, an accordion = best first birthday present to date. Oh, Jamie MAKING me not come to work is second best.
its apparent i have absolutely so little to do when im partaking in my two ULTIMATE killers of time. home*runner and clicking links on Livejournal.
how good do buffalo wings sound?
hilla throwing up outside of pizza o. classic. SoCo is not a BFF.