I learned how to twirl a flag today. It was very enjoyable, yes indeed. I can even do a stripper-move thing. I am so sexy with a flag in my hand. Rrowr.
( Want to see me in all my French Huguenot glory and Kelly in her very-tight kilt? Click here! )

My dearest livejournal!
Kelly and I made t-shirts for you today proclaiming our love, and also that xanga sucks (because it does), and we shall wear them tomorrow and show our devotion to the world.
Tomorrow I am also to be a French Huguenot, complete with a pretty costume and an accent. I'm quite, how you, say, excitéeI have learned how I'm going ( Read more... )

I met a girl who could dance even when restricted to the wheelchair she was in. Still, I asked her why she was there.
When I was younger, she explained, I dreamed I could fly. When I woke up, I jumped out my window, but the ground thought I was lying.

I've seen the light.
I never want to be in love.

First day of school.
Like Kelly said, my last first day of school until college. Oh well, it's not that exciting.
I do get to learn flute!
Too much work in too little time in my classes. Hmmph.
However, tonight I get to visit the fun jazz club with the bee-yoo-tee-full trombonist whose name means light in French and who is sweet and shy with Allie ( Read more... )

I don't want feelings anymore.
I'm sorry the world's not fair. It's not my choice. If I could fix it I would.
If he hurts me I'll just close my eyes.

On a happier note, I was attacked by an army of silver stars last night. Haha.

I don't want to go back tomorrow.
I don't I don't I don't.
I don't want to see Boy, and I don't want to see anybody from school that I can't see on my own ( Read more... )

I want to write again ( Read more... )

Well Boy and I have ended because he is too "scared".
Fuck you, Boy, in every imaginable way.
I loathe you.
Oh, and I keep wanting to talk in a Russian accent. Is this normal??
Come to Musikfest and watch me do my volunteer-thang!

I returned and I came back.
Boy and I saw Spiderman 2, which is surprisingly good. However, everything just seemed...weird. He wasn't very touchy-feely, and that made me sad because I really just wanted to be wrapped in him. I had initiated a lot of the kissing, so when I dropped him off, I figured I'd wait for him to kiss me. Which he did, just a ( Read more... )