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Yayaaa! Last night I got to go to the Butterwood Xmas party. I quit there a while ago, but the employees were allowed to bring dates, so Meggo brought me. It was really good to see all my old co-workers, and I won an apple pie.... oh snap. Afterward I slept over at Meggo's, and we watched Saved. I friggn love Macaulay Culkin. This morning after we ( Read more... )

I hope everyone had an amazing holiday ( Read more... )

I participated in the baking of hundreds and hundreds of cookies today.

Ingredients: blood, sweat, and tears.

Approve that, FDA.

I think I might be getting sick, and I don't like it. Anyone who really knows me knows that I am repulsed by illness, the illness of others and of myself. It just grosses me out. This sucks. I guarantee I probably caught whatever I am coming down with in the dirty shit-hole of a school I go to. Seriously, school is like a breeding ground for germs ( Read more... )

I am so tired and stressed out I feel like I may actually die in a few minutes, and I still have an assload of school work to do before I can sleep.

Oh well, Tilly and the Wall makes me happy.

I really had an amazing weekend. I went to the Furlong Family Christmas Extravaganza on Saturday night too, which was quite the hopping party. Sweeeet.

Sara: The shark would win.
Me: Not necessarily. What if they were fighting on land?
Sara: I learned about these sharks from Bikini Island that have 2 heads, what if the bear was fighting one of those? Huh?

Today is excellent. I skipped school because school is for pussies. I went to my little sister's school concert in the morning. It was fantastic. Mike skipped school too because he wants to be just like me. We hung out all afternoon. He's at work now but he's coming over again after. Sweeeet. My parents are away overnite so I was hoping to stay out ( Read more... )

ChangingTheShape: coolness in the picture...
ChangingTheShape: 1. you
ChangingTheShape: 2. rainbows
ChangingTheShape: 3. my hoodie
ChangingTheShape: 4. me

I hope he vomits on his own face.