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SOMEWHAT UNEVENTFUL SUMMER D=
Umm.. yeah. I won't complain.
I mean, I did go to Florida and to the amazing Busch Gardens, I have read very good books, and on the 4th of July, I got to see the pretty pretty fireworks. (I mean, I was so close, I felt the vibrations of the bangs withing my chest. AWE.SOME.)
Buuuut, I haven't really hung out with my friends much, And I was hoping to ( Read more... ) -
I'm Being Haunted By an Anime Character D:
No, seriously.
Everytime I kill an insect of some type, or in the middle of killing one, Shino pops into my head. And lingers there... haunting me. AND MAKING ME FEEL VERY BAD.
Stop doing that, Shino D= -
Florida, Here I Come!
Wheee!!!!! I'm going to Florida this Friday :DDDD
I'm sooo happy! A suite in Tampa. Never had a suite, so whoop-di-doo there (except that unfortunatley I'll still be sharing a bed with one of the brats. I don't really want to since my sister bit me once in her sleep. Painful.). Busch Gardens. (I think I spelled that right?) I is going there fot the ( Read more... ) -
JONATHON YOU QUEER :D
Omg, he's fun. Jonathon, the only gay friend I have. Slightly rude (ok, more than slightly), slightly lazy (once again~), but we're sooo alike =] =]
And we're ultra stupid together when we're reeeeally bored.
Mmm, just yesterday, I was at his house, and we were just sitting there at the kitchen table, him eating progresso soup, and me eating my ever- ( Read more... ) -
It's Not The Prettiest Thing, But..
I'll have to make do with this layout until... Until I could actually LOOK for more, haha.
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Haha. I Suck Here. I Really Do.
No, seriously. I'm slightly confuzzled about this website. I like it, really. It's fun. I enjoy it. My first post was absolutely horrible, but screw it. Keep it there.
But seriously. I can't make my lovely little journal as pretty as others. It's horrible. No prettiness at all, and it makes me sick. And slow. 'Cause I don't know. I don't like not ( Read more... ) -
What's So Scary About The Dark?
As I lay awake, curled up into a ball beneath my blue quilt, I wonder why, as children, we are afraid of the dark.
My little brother is screeching his lungs out in the next room, screaming for Daddy to turn on the light. Daddy is yelling no. Mama is there too, also saying no. I could understand this. He has a nightlight right next to his bed. Right ( Read more... )
