That whole first line from the first entry of every month thing.
January - Say goodbye to 2004. I will...glady.
February - Even the last time I was sick about a month ago
wasn't nearly as bad, or as painful, as this.
March - I don't stop breathing everytime the phone rings
April - This is it. No turning back now.
May - GIRL FIGHT!
June - Theres gotta be more than this....
July - And dance. And look hot. And get hit on...by yummy boys.
August - He ate. And LIKED it.
September - Hello kids
October - After I figured out I was blonde this morning, I finally got my DSL to work
(helloooo jackass, the DSL line should be plugged into the DSL jack...)
November - I'm tired...and need a nap.
December - My happiness....comes in small does and is extremely short lived.
February - Even the last time I was sick about a month ago
wasn't nearly as bad, or as painful, as this.
March - I don't stop breathing everytime the phone rings
April - This is it. No turning back now.
May - GIRL FIGHT!
June - Theres gotta be more than this....
July - And dance. And look hot. And get hit on...by yummy boys.
August - He ate. And LIKED it.
September - Hello kids
October - After I figured out I was blonde this morning, I finally got my DSL to work
(helloooo jackass, the DSL line should be plugged into the DSL jack...)
November - I'm tired...and need a nap.
December - My happiness....comes in small does and is extremely short lived.