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I <3 half days. especially when they're not real school days. meapy meapies are fine by me. I should go do all my homework for thursday... hmmm no. but
the picture doesn't really do these outfits justice. and by outfits, I mean matching sequined midriff wonderfulness in thrift store dance costume form.
the really funny part was when nicole and I tried them on in the same dressing room, thought we could get out without anyone noticing (especially after we attempted the picture like five times... flash and all), only to open the door and find a salvation army worker giving us a funny look... and then she went in the room and asked if we wanted any of the things we left (there were like twenty things left in the room that other people had tried on)... oh it was awkward.
my straightener makes this really creepy gurgling sound. important, I know.
I had really weird dreams last night. the strangest was one where I went on a roadtrip with jaime and her mom... we were in jaime's car, and then all of a sudden they decided they couldn't go on the trip anymore. so they gave me her car (and for some reason my/my brother's car was driving along next to me in case I'd rather drive that) and then they're like "okay, drive there by yourself" and so they left me in the car... in the passenger seat... and the car kept driving along the expressway by itself, only I had to help steer the car a bit. gradually I had to take more and more control of the car until I was finally in the driver's seat. then I stopped in some town at night, couldn't figure out where else I was supposed to go, looked at really unclear directions that were a combination of random phrases and numbers, and then gave up and went back home in my own car. it was really weird. and I don't know why I just wrote about it. any ideas as to its meaning?
I'm falling for two livejournal trends:
Post a memory of me in the comments. It can be anything you want.
Then post this to your journal and see what people remember of you.
aaaaaaaaand...
1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. How have I affected you?
5. What do you think of me?
6. What's the fondest memory you have of me?
7. How long do you think we will be friends?
8. Do you love me?
9. Do you have a crush on me?
10. Would you kiss me?
11. Would you hug me?
12. Physically, what stands out?
13. Emotionally, what stands out?
14. Do you wish I was cooler?
15. On a scale of 1-10, how cute am I?
16. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
17. Am I loveable?
18. How long have you known me?
19. Describe me in one word.
20. What was your first impression?
21. Do you still think that way about me now?
22. What do you think my weakness is?
23. Do you think I'll get married?
24. What makes me happy?
25. What makes me sad?
26. What reminds you of me?
27. If you could give me anything what would it be?
28. How well do you know me?
29. When's the last time you saw me?
30. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
31. Do you think I could kill someone?
32. Are you going to put this on your LiveJournal and see what I say about you?
take your pick. or do both if you really love me. or do neither if you really hate me. : )
the picture doesn't really do these outfits justice. and by outfits, I mean matching sequined midriff wonderfulness in thrift store dance costume form.
the really funny part was when nicole and I tried them on in the same dressing room, thought we could get out without anyone noticing (especially after we attempted the picture like five times... flash and all), only to open the door and find a salvation army worker giving us a funny look... and then she went in the room and asked if we wanted any of the things we left (there were like twenty things left in the room that other people had tried on)... oh it was awkward.
my straightener makes this really creepy gurgling sound. important, I know.
I had really weird dreams last night. the strangest was one where I went on a roadtrip with jaime and her mom... we were in jaime's car, and then all of a sudden they decided they couldn't go on the trip anymore. so they gave me her car (and for some reason my/my brother's car was driving along next to me in case I'd rather drive that) and then they're like "okay, drive there by yourself" and so they left me in the car... in the passenger seat... and the car kept driving along the expressway by itself, only I had to help steer the car a bit. gradually I had to take more and more control of the car until I was finally in the driver's seat. then I stopped in some town at night, couldn't figure out where else I was supposed to go, looked at really unclear directions that were a combination of random phrases and numbers, and then gave up and went back home in my own car. it was really weird. and I don't know why I just wrote about it. any ideas as to its meaning?
I'm falling for two livejournal trends:
Post a memory of me in the comments. It can be anything you want.
Then post this to your journal and see what people remember of you.
aaaaaaaaand...
1. Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. How have I affected you?
5. What do you think of me?
6. What's the fondest memory you have of me?
7. How long do you think we will be friends?
8. Do you love me?
9. Do you have a crush on me?
10. Would you kiss me?
11. Would you hug me?
12. Physically, what stands out?
13. Emotionally, what stands out?
14. Do you wish I was cooler?
15. On a scale of 1-10, how cute am I?
16. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
17. Am I loveable?
18. How long have you known me?
19. Describe me in one word.
20. What was your first impression?
21. Do you still think that way about me now?
22. What do you think my weakness is?
23. Do you think I'll get married?
24. What makes me happy?
25. What makes me sad?
26. What reminds you of me?
27. If you could give me anything what would it be?
28. How well do you know me?
29. When's the last time you saw me?
30. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
31. Do you think I could kill someone?
32. Are you going to put this on your LiveJournal and see what I say about you?
take your pick. or do both if you really love me. or do neither if you really hate me. : )