I'm changing my journal name.

I have just come to the realization that I have an infinite amount of clothes.
And that makes doing laundry quite a chore.
Someone should rob me.

Damn. I'm late for everything. Always. Always, always, always late ( Read more... )

Fellow Radio Revolutionary ( Read more... )

My mom's all like 'you gotta practice parellel parking'.
I'm all like 'i probably failed the HSPA'.

Anyway.... mannnnnnnnnnnnn it's only 4:20. These half days are weirrrrddddd. I have nothing to do on weekdays 'specially Tuesdeeees.

Eh, I think I'll head to the library and then maybe to Walmart...

License in 7 days what now suckas?!

I get my license March 8th. SUPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!

.. of course i'm going to fail the first time though.

oh &, i saw sideways. it was uber goodness. go see it.

Tomorrow is my seventeenth birthday ( Read more... )

I didn't mean that this would be my personal journal. I meant that I'll actually be writing in a journal. So there's no need for some friends only journal. I really, really like Devon Sawa. Especially in SLC Punk. He is pure beauty. Even when he goes crazy from the acid, that makes him hotter. Speaking of acid I want to go raving soon. I suppose ( Read more... )

I think I'm going to defriend my journal. Reading Angus, Thongs, and Full Frontal Snogging has inspired me to start keeping a personal journal again. Maybe one day I'll kill myself and someone will find my journal and have it published and I'll be famous. I have quite an obession with Devon Sawa. Quite an obession.