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Typing on the computer in my old room with children's books surrounding me is reminding me of conversations that made me smile. I guess I'm in a good mood, or I'd be remembering the other ones.
My sister never opens her blinds. She just lays in here, under the covers, with some book all Sunday long. Doesn't even bother to check out what's going on beyond her borders. I like my sister. I even like her Harry Potter calendar.
One thing about MySpace that I find amusing is seeing how frequently people log in. ha. Also, there is a picture of a girl that I like very much and would like to steal. Maybe I would like to steal her identity, but I didn't click and so will never know. This will be the last time I ever look at MySpace. My curiousity ran out and I don't really find it fun or detestable any longer. It's there...like friendster and livejournal and makeoutclub and all those other horrible things that exist on this here world wide web. One of which I use too often.
Yesterday at the library I got to park in those close spots again and so went in feeling alive and ambitious. I got books I probably won't get around to reading but will look impressive on my shelf and that's what counts. I'll take pictures of myself in front of them with my digital camera and post them on MySpace.
I'm contemplating purchasing a Chia Pet.
My sister never opens her blinds. She just lays in here, under the covers, with some book all Sunday long. Doesn't even bother to check out what's going on beyond her borders. I like my sister. I even like her Harry Potter calendar.
One thing about MySpace that I find amusing is seeing how frequently people log in. ha. Also, there is a picture of a girl that I like very much and would like to steal. Maybe I would like to steal her identity, but I didn't click and so will never know. This will be the last time I ever look at MySpace. My curiousity ran out and I don't really find it fun or detestable any longer. It's there...like friendster and livejournal and makeoutclub and all those other horrible things that exist on this here world wide web. One of which I use too often.
Yesterday at the library I got to park in those close spots again and so went in feeling alive and ambitious. I got books I probably won't get around to reading but will look impressive on my shelf and that's what counts. I'll take pictures of myself in front of them with my digital camera and post them on MySpace.
I'm contemplating purchasing a Chia Pet.