My romance.. doesn't have to have a mooooooon in the skyyyy...
My romannnncccceeee!.. Doesn't neeeeddd one thing...
But youuuuuuuuuuu!....
Mmm. Jazz term projects. I might do My Romance. 'Sa good song. Dunno though.
There's a lot of neat ones.
It's official! October 27 is our concerto.
Guessing it's at umm.. let's say 7:30.
Maybe I can go shopping today! Yippee.
I'm really thirsty.
PARTY!
Oh I guess I should say on here that PSATs were not as hard as I thought they were going to be, though hard.
I guess it really doesn't matter what I think because I've gotten two D's on math tests that I thought I would get an A or b on. So. Obviously I don't know what the hell I'm talking about. But that's okay. :)
I sound just like the kids I used to mock. Wow.
How things change.
Do you ever really think about how much you've changed? I do.
I think mostly about what my idea of "style" was when I was younger. I have gone through a lotttt of stages in the clothing department. I think I've mellowed out.
Haircut!
I ran out of perfume and now I have to buy more. Hence shopping.
Perdido! My heart was perdido. I was in Torido and this girl was dancing bolero. I took off my sombrero... da da da.. da.. da.......
MELAIR! Schee? You were down there with Tootsie and Dot, tryina rob the bank! But I knew it. I knew it, Scotts and McArthur knew it, we all knew it. It was little Debbie who gave it away, Melair, little Debbie and her god damn cakes!
I love SAVY. Because schee is a barrel of monkeys.
Monkeys should be spelled monkies. I don't know why they have to change shit around so much.
You spend about 1/4 of your life in school.
Three kids would be more fun, but I think two kids is more practical.
18 years, 18 years! And on her 18th berfday, found out it wasn't hiiiisss!
Some of the arguments against gay marriage are ridiculous.
Have you ever been hungry but only for a specific food and you can't find what it is you're craving?
I hate when that shit happens.
You know what pisses me off is when people make assumptions on my character just because I don't believe that everyone who is intellectual or philosophical has to fit someone’s goddam status quo.
BE YOURSELVES, JACKASSES.
Read "The Perks of Being a Wallflower" by Stephen Chbosky. Read it read it read it. All the way through. It is good.
Mannnnnnnnnn.... I want ice cream. Who wants to go for ice cream?
OMG I'M GOING TO BUY ICE CREAM WHEN I GET HOME.
PARTYY!
Well, I just tapped out.
But youuuuuuuuuuu!....
Mmm. Jazz term projects. I might do My Romance. 'Sa good song. Dunno though.
There's a lot of neat ones.
It's official! October 27 is our concerto.
Guessing it's at umm.. let's say 7:30.
Maybe I can go shopping today! Yippee.
I'm really thirsty.
PARTY!
Oh I guess I should say on here that PSATs were not as hard as I thought they were going to be, though hard.
I guess it really doesn't matter what I think because I've gotten two D's on math tests that I thought I would get an A or b on. So. Obviously I don't know what the hell I'm talking about. But that's okay. :)
I sound just like the kids I used to mock. Wow.
How things change.
Do you ever really think about how much you've changed? I do.
I think mostly about what my idea of "style" was when I was younger. I have gone through a lotttt of stages in the clothing department. I think I've mellowed out.
Haircut!
I ran out of perfume and now I have to buy more. Hence shopping.
Perdido! My heart was perdido. I was in Torido and this girl was dancing bolero. I took off my sombrero... da da da.. da.. da.......
MELAIR! Schee? You were down there with Tootsie and Dot, tryina rob the bank! But I knew it. I knew it, Scotts and McArthur knew it, we all knew it. It was little Debbie who gave it away, Melair, little Debbie and her god damn cakes!
I love SAVY. Because schee is a barrel of monkeys.
Monkeys should be spelled monkies. I don't know why they have to change shit around so much.
You spend about 1/4 of your life in school.
Three kids would be more fun, but I think two kids is more practical.
18 years, 18 years! And on her 18th berfday, found out it wasn't hiiiisss!
Some of the arguments against gay marriage are ridiculous.
Have you ever been hungry but only for a specific food and you can't find what it is you're craving?
I hate when that shit happens.
You know what pisses me off is when people make assumptions on my character just because I don't believe that everyone who is intellectual or philosophical has to fit someone’s goddam status quo.
BE YOURSELVES, JACKASSES.
Read "The Perks of Being a Wallflower" by Stephen Chbosky. Read it read it read it. All the way through. It is good.
Mannnnnnnnnn.... I want ice cream. Who wants to go for ice cream?
OMG I'M GOING TO BUY ICE CREAM WHEN I GET HOME.
PARTYY!
Well, I just tapped out.