this whole graduation bit is starting to weird me out. like, for real. we only have like 9 or 10 more legit school days and a month from now i will be not even in high school anymore. high school will in fact be something that, when referenced to, will be in the past tense. as in "oh yeah i used to do that when i was in high school". whatever "that ( Read more... )

Breaking out the week of prom is soo fun. You should try it some day because really, I highly reccommend it.

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK

florida!!!!!!!

oh my ( Read more... )

bullets are really so much more effective. they relay the main things without forcing you (the reader) to sift through lame-o ramblings. that being said ( Read more... )

can i just add. . . 
65 days until we graduate. 
ok now i'm really done

I just have to say. . .
screw chocolate. screw ibuprofen. hell, while we're at it screw girly magazines and movies. the whole nine yards. because flatbreads is officially the best thing when gloomy. that is all

(and i don't mean all that hate i had for the things mentioned above. they just do not measure up !)

o my gosh. 
omg.
oooohh emmmm gee. ok. i thought i had thrown myspace away when this year began. why the HELL did i just spend the last thirty minutes "myspacing" like it's a friggen verb. why did i do that?
why do i care?  i need to seriously get a grip.

oooooooooooooooo but it's oh-so-hard. i find that, lately especially, it is easier to whine and ( Read more... )

o shit.

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