Comments | mischiefmydear: proof i'm not dead, yet.

mischiefmydear

proof i'm not dead, yet.

Jan 12, 2007 14:15

1. I'm certain faeries stole the pegasus keychain my mom bought me at Claire's ( Read more... )

Comments 13

wearymemory January 12 2007, 20:27:48 UTC

Maaaaaaan, I was wearing velour track suits five years ago! If I'd known they'd be the next big thing, I wouldn't have minded as much when people pointed and laughed and asked me about my timeshare in Boca. Oh, well. At least I never did the UGG thing.

And it's teh cuteness that you have a pizza boyfriend.

mischiefmydear January 12 2007, 21:01:53 UTC

Uggs... I can see their usefulness. Really. And I'm not even against wearing them in snow. But wearing them when it's 50, with your pj pants tucked into them (or leggings)... it's so nasty.

And pizza boyfriend ain't getting much lovin' no more. Heartbreaker.

wearymemory January 12 2007, 21:22:57 UTC

That's what I can't stand. The "roll out of bed and tuck your sweats into your Uggs" thing. It screams pre-maternal Britney Spears.

mischiefmydear January 12 2007, 21:25:45 UTC

Girls were doing it on the first day of classes! I couldn't believe it. It was like... do you not realize the first impression you are giving all of your classmates and professors? Do you have so little pride?

I'm not saying be excessively vain-- but if you can style your ponytail to be just "so" messy, and apply a full face of make-up.... then you can put on some damned jeans.

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song_fire January 12 2007, 23:10:57 UTC

Yay! Not quite dead yet.

mischiefmydear January 13 2007, 01:21:43 UTC

I dunno... quite dead looks a bit better than this schedule ;)

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mischiefmydear January 13 2007, 19:06:37 UTC

I'll be doing my best!
Let's hope I don't have a caffeine overdose... ;)

moms alzyia January 16 2007, 07:04:59 UTC

12. I told my mom if I commit suicide, it's because of school. My classmates do not share the same humour that my mother & I do.

yeah.... my mother and I share the same sense of humour. Just last week I said to her:
'you know..... perhaps it's time to look into a new career when death seems more attractive than my job.'
i then told her if i kill myself it will be because of work and she asked that if i do... could i do it at work so that she wouldn't have to clean up the mess because it would be bad enough that she'd have to clean my room. and i said 'oh yeah... about that... when you're packing up my things... please know that it's just a back massager'