*poke?*
I promise, I'm not dead. I just haven't had a whole lot to say, and what I have, it turns into "a whole lot to rant", and ends up over here.
I've written about:
[o] why fashion magazines will not be allowed in my house
[o] what I think the lyrics to Two Weeks by Grizzly Bear means
[o] that word for underwear I detest
[o] why I refuse to be ashamed of saying that Ryan is made of WIN ( I've even gotten a response, albeit from my father)
[o] the education system and how I would fix it IF THEY WOULD JUST LISTEN TO ME (a work in progress)
[o] how my Reporting teacher needs a Caf-Pow
...plus other crap from everyday life.
I haven't been writing posts nearly as often as I might like, but that's okay. I forgive myself. :D
(oh, and I posted over at Ru Stitchery last week. It's pieces designed by Ryan! Go look!)
I've written about:
[o] why fashion magazines will not be allowed in my house
[o] what I think the lyrics to Two Weeks by Grizzly Bear means
[o] that word for underwear I detest
[o] why I refuse to be ashamed of saying that Ryan is made of WIN ( I've even gotten a response, albeit from my father)
[o] the education system and how I would fix it IF THEY WOULD JUST LISTEN TO ME (a work in progress)
[o] how my Reporting teacher needs a Caf-Pow
...plus other crap from everyday life.
I haven't been writing posts nearly as often as I might like, but that's okay. I forgive myself. :D
(oh, and I posted over at Ru Stitchery last week. It's pieces designed by Ryan! Go look!)