I don't dare to touch your hand,
I don't dare to think of you,
In a physical way,
And I don't know how you smell,
You are the cover of my magazine,
You're my fashion tip, a living museum,
I'd pay to visit you on rainy Sunday's,
I'll maybe tell you all about it someday
.

LOVE - such a clever sleeve
slips from speech so Conveniently
thousands flock to warmer destinations
no longer to escape - congruity!

someone put chocolate on my car door handle.

hmm......

And I'm not sure what the trouble was that started all of this
The reasons all have run away, but the feeling never did
It's not something I would recommend, but it is one way to live
Cause what is simple in the moonlight by the morning never is

year at brockport ended.....
made the best friends EVER...
and realized what best friends I had already made.
can't wait to see what next year brings <3
aLpHa SiGmA dElTa.. WHAT
<3 Rachael Cruppi <3
KRISTIAN MC VANWORMER...!!!

can life get much better than this?

Well, I'm at Brockport.
Morgan Hall sucks.
The End. :)

i haven't exactly left my house since wednesday.

this is why being sick sucks.

oh & i got a random check from the NYS department of minimum wage regarding Red Robin for like 90$

im not sure i understand, but okay. i'll take it.

oh & I ended up with an A- minus in my summer course! YESS

*claps*

summer school is almost over!!
*claps*

i seriously really hated that bitch..

oh and ps, i hate working.
i have to do that at 8am tomorrow. boo

i had the strangest dream of my life. i can't even comprehend it right now to put it down into words. but basically, it involved the strangest people, doing the strangest things.
it seemed so real though.
ahh..

i don't want to go to math tonight.

today was a miserable day. enough said about that.

tomorrow i work in spencerport.

yay for possible money make-age.

i have nothing to do tonight. ya know. the one night i don't work til 5pm the next day.

typical story of my life. ha