Wooooooooooooooo Lawd!
What is the world, and LiveJournal, coming to?
I am not going to satisfy those seeking recognition for negative things by wasting a post about it, so I'm going to take the "Choose Joy" route and speak of the finer things. I love LIFE and the lessons it teaches me, even when it has nothing to do with me (which is like ALWAYS lol) I learn from the things around me and the fall outs life puts people through. I love it, although that sounds TOTALLY wrong.
*chuckle chuckle*
"BUT THIS IIIIIIIS MY HAPPY FAAAAAAAAACE."
Okay. So Nextel is gona send me
but before anyone sees it it's going to look like this
...shut up Timika my favorite color is YELLOW so...I must.
Speaking of my loverly
She's crazy. We spent the entire am portion of the night laughing at people and how crazy we are, and also me planning on crashing in her room tomorrow until she gets her lazy ass up so we can hit the streets and go be fat and merry with our digital cameras. WOOP WOOP. She bought me some socks, for what reason I dont know...oh, I DO know...cuz she's my BEYOCH AND SHE KNOWS NOT TO COME OUTA POCKET.
GET YOUR HEAD RIGHT MIDGET DON'T MAKE ME PUT YOU ON MY CORNER.
Had a great old day, FOR A CHANGE.
I wore straight pajamas today...a lot of seniors did (it was arranged) and we all felt highly great about our 4-year sentence of hell being over and our college-life parole until our freedom of adulthood is coming closer.
HOTTIES IN PAJAMIEEEEEEEES
To my "other":
he's a trip. We had a civilized conversation tonight via free nights and weekends compliments of ATT wireless and Nextel, quite the event being that he's been working on his house and giving it a makeover (hey, cheers to new beginnings I'm really happy for him) and never has much time or energy to talk. I felt OHSOSPECIAAAAAAL. He held my notebook today while I put on my lip gloss...upgrade? LOL Dorkish of me to post that but it was nice, and I walked with him outside and we actually TALKED about stuff---okay no more softness...NOT MY STYLE TO RELISH OK.
And dont get me started on
VANCE aka SIR VANCELOT, VANCERS, VANCENT, BAGGER VANCE
We were on the phone acting like were on ecstasy speaking like transvestites---well, he sounded more like Mickey Mouse on PCP but...it was funny. He's all excited that he's got his new stupid phone...and IM NOT HAPPY FOR HIM BECAUSE MINE WONT BE HERE FOR AGES because I'm switching my phone number over and ATT is acting as if they're playing keepaway and won't hand it over...stingy ass, overpricing, summamabitches. But he's real real close to a brother, and my mom loves the fact that me and Meekers butcher his name and call him one of us, VANCERS.
oh yeah, I performed yesterday at the dance team's showcase, tore my assbone UP trying to go back to ballet (after 2 years of not going to ONE ballet class, I was dying) and I represented for the NON-STICK-FIGURE ballerinas...
OH YES. THICK CHICKS CAN DO IT TOO.
But a lot of people congrat-ed me because they had no idea I did ballet, everybody either thinks I'm just a straight cheer-loser or a hip hop fiend. But whatever, dance is LIKE dat and I won't give up and genre...
And you know the cheerlards were hating. But that was anticipated...and of course NOT A ONE said any of it to my face, because they know that I'm doing my thing and I'm not being a cocky terd about it like THEY would do.
How about each senior on that team that has nothing to show for themselves go to the Sweetbucks and order a nice hot cup of SHUT THE FUCK UP LATTE'
I PITY THEM. SO-CALLED TEAMMATES MAN.
Thats why I trust my SISTERS and my BROTHERS ONLY.
___I'M SHAUN SWEET BITCHES.___
I am not going to satisfy those seeking recognition for negative things by wasting a post about it, so I'm going to take the "Choose Joy" route and speak of the finer things. I love LIFE and the lessons it teaches me, even when it has nothing to do with me (which is like ALWAYS lol) I learn from the things around me and the fall outs life puts people through. I love it, although that sounds TOTALLY wrong.
*chuckle chuckle*
"BUT THIS IIIIIIIS MY HAPPY FAAAAAAAAACE."
Okay. So Nextel is gona send me
but before anyone sees it it's going to look like this
...shut up Timika my favorite color is YELLOW so...I must.
Speaking of my loverly
She's crazy. We spent the entire am portion of the night laughing at people and how crazy we are, and also me planning on crashing in her room tomorrow until she gets her lazy ass up so we can hit the streets and go be fat and merry with our digital cameras. WOOP WOOP. She bought me some socks, for what reason I dont know...oh, I DO know...cuz she's my BEYOCH AND SHE KNOWS NOT TO COME OUTA POCKET.
GET YOUR HEAD RIGHT MIDGET DON'T MAKE ME PUT YOU ON MY CORNER.
Had a great old day, FOR A CHANGE.
I wore straight pajamas today...a lot of seniors did (it was arranged) and we all felt highly great about our 4-year sentence of hell being over and our college-life parole until our freedom of adulthood is coming closer.
HOTTIES IN PAJAMIEEEEEEEES
To my "other":
he's a trip. We had a civilized conversation tonight via free nights and weekends compliments of ATT wireless and Nextel, quite the event being that he's been working on his house and giving it a makeover (hey, cheers to new beginnings I'm really happy for him) and never has much time or energy to talk. I felt OHSOSPECIAAAAAAL. He held my notebook today while I put on my lip gloss...upgrade? LOL Dorkish of me to post that but it was nice, and I walked with him outside and we actually TALKED about stuff---okay no more softness...NOT MY STYLE TO RELISH OK.
And dont get me started on
VANCE aka SIR VANCELOT, VANCERS, VANCENT, BAGGER VANCE
We were on the phone acting like were on ecstasy speaking like transvestites---well, he sounded more like Mickey Mouse on PCP but...it was funny. He's all excited that he's got his new stupid phone...and IM NOT HAPPY FOR HIM BECAUSE MINE WONT BE HERE FOR AGES because I'm switching my phone number over and ATT is acting as if they're playing keepaway and won't hand it over...stingy ass, overpricing, summamabitches. But he's real real close to a brother, and my mom loves the fact that me and Meekers butcher his name and call him one of us, VANCERS.
oh yeah, I performed yesterday at the dance team's showcase, tore my assbone UP trying to go back to ballet (after 2 years of not going to ONE ballet class, I was dying) and I represented for the NON-STICK-FIGURE ballerinas...
OH YES. THICK CHICKS CAN DO IT TOO.
But a lot of people congrat-ed me because they had no idea I did ballet, everybody either thinks I'm just a straight cheer-loser or a hip hop fiend. But whatever, dance is LIKE dat and I won't give up and genre...
And you know the cheerlards were hating. But that was anticipated...and of course NOT A ONE said any of it to my face, because they know that I'm doing my thing and I'm not being a cocky terd about it like THEY would do.
How about each senior on that team that has nothing to show for themselves go to the Sweetbucks and order a nice hot cup of SHUT THE FUCK UP LATTE'
I PITY THEM. SO-CALLED TEAMMATES MAN.
Thats why I trust my SISTERS and my BROTHERS ONLY.
___I'M SHAUN SWEET BITCHES.___