Failure by design.
Well today. hmm i woke up at effing SEVEN O'CLOCK. I was mad, but it was worth it. I got up take a shower blah blah, then Q came over. We headed out for a day of awsomenesssesessess. Well yah it was really fun, q got sick it was sad. There were like NO lines. I rode everything. oh oh oh oh. I rode acraphobia!!!! OH-EM-GEEEEE. That was the scarriest thing ever, i hate heights. ahhhhhh. and and and me and q were the only two people on it. ahh it was so scary. the lady was liek since someone is really scared we will count down for her, she goes, 10.....9....8.....DROP. omg i like cried. ahhhhh. i diddnt scream at all on the way down, but on the way up, i think that was the scariest part, becasue you were like faced down. eep. anywho. I had a really fun time. Q and i tight like my shoelaces. He was angered becasue i woke him up early. We made fun of people all day, and rode rides. It was sooooo much fun. i like haivng friends. well here are some pics, some of the really pretty storm clouds, none of 6 falgs, because.....pffft, who would want to bring one. pfffft.
band practice tomarrow whore. Pictures. woop woop.<3
((HIGHLIGHT THAT SO YOU CAN SEE WHAT IT IS ITS BEING RETARTED))
I OFFCIALLY SUCK AT EVERYTHING. Special talents, absolutely nothing. Everything is ay about my self is true, how sad.
I love my chapstick, and no its not burts. It's that kids stuff, that smells like rasberry.
I love storms.
Me and brendan took pictures over the phone together<3
my hair was blowing in the wind.
i was tryign to be a model, it diddn't work, my camera yelled at me, maybe i broke it with my ugly face?
I love the streetlight infront of my house, except when it shines REALLY brite at like 5 in the morning before school.
tee-are-ee-ee-ess.
these fence posts will last forever.
band practice tomarrow whore. Pictures. woop woop.<3
((HIGHLIGHT THAT SO YOU CAN SEE WHAT IT IS ITS BEING RETARTED))
I OFFCIALLY SUCK AT EVERYTHING. Special talents, absolutely nothing. Everything is ay about my self is true, how sad.
I love my chapstick, and no its not burts. It's that kids stuff, that smells like rasberry.
I love storms.
Me and brendan took pictures over the phone together<3
my hair was blowing in the wind.
i was tryign to be a model, it diddn't work, my camera yelled at me, maybe i broke it with my ugly face?
I love the streetlight infront of my house, except when it shines REALLY brite at like 5 in the morning before school.
tee-are-ee-ee-ess.
these fence posts will last forever.