theres a beatle on my ceiling
no really, theres a beetle on my ceiling. i spelled beatle two different ways on purpose. one of them has got to be right.
what is going on in my life right now?
good question. read and thou shalt be enlightened.
my face hurts. poison sumac on the right quadrant. i look awful. but i really dont care how bad i look, i just want the pain to go away.
i find out about my top choice for college on the 15th of december. sitting. waiting. wishing.
i kinda wish my life had more meaning right now. i think im getting my priorities straighter. but they are still far off course.i started reading my bible again. i forgot how cool that stuff can be when your not around your friends. i always seem to forget about everything when im around people. things are hopefully gonna change.
my new buddy harry potter has been encouraging me a lot lately. i wish i could do crazy stuff like fly and play quidditch. i would be so good at quidditch. that rawlings lady sucks for writting really good make believe places.
that beetle is still up there somewhere. i hear it. buzzing.
im pretty stressed out about a whole lot of nothing lately. it really is weird cause i never get stressed out.
sleep is sounding real good about now. my face is killing me.
what is going on in my life right now?
good question. read and thou shalt be enlightened.
my face hurts. poison sumac on the right quadrant. i look awful. but i really dont care how bad i look, i just want the pain to go away.
i find out about my top choice for college on the 15th of december. sitting. waiting. wishing.
i kinda wish my life had more meaning right now. i think im getting my priorities straighter. but they are still far off course.i started reading my bible again. i forgot how cool that stuff can be when your not around your friends. i always seem to forget about everything when im around people. things are hopefully gonna change.
my new buddy harry potter has been encouraging me a lot lately. i wish i could do crazy stuff like fly and play quidditch. i would be so good at quidditch. that rawlings lady sucks for writting really good make believe places.
that beetle is still up there somewhere. i hear it. buzzing.
im pretty stressed out about a whole lot of nothing lately. it really is weird cause i never get stressed out.
sleep is sounding real good about now. my face is killing me.