Nov 04, 2006 23:30
actually, its more like, why is there always a trap door in the ceiling of the girls bathroom? *shakes head in confusion*
i feel like a colicky horse because of a tummy ache that makes me want to roll around on the ground. ehhh.
next weekend = home = katie = football game = the madness continues as if it never stopped. oh those days. *giggles* i'll never forget malfoy at midnight, troll, gerbil, and the million other things. some people just never really let you down, and they are gods, you know.
i want to dye my entire head of hair some off-brand color. lemme see what i can do when i go home....but don't expect anything. my mom wasn't allowed to wear overalls growing up and my dad is asian, so my activites are fairly limited as far as looking strange goes.
i strongly dislike a lot about dolce and gabbana's work, but their corset-y stuff and dead people adds make me smile inside.
i grew up listening to alanis morisette, sheryl crow, and mary chapin-carpenter with my mom; the beatles, turtles, jefferson airplanes, and the like with my dad; and now i listen to everything from alanis to britney to disney to evanescence to fall out boy to linkin park to marilyn manson to everything else you can think of, more or less. music = life, baby, and you know it.