Sometimes I get really creepy emails from people that I don't know.
Sometimes people from Ghana send me letters asking for money.
Sometimes guys from Ghana add me to MSN and ask me to be their girlfriend and come meet their mother.

Sometimes I want to crawl into a hole and hide.

Entire classes devoted to the subject of trying to scare the twelfth graders to death are becoming a reoccuring phenomenon. The only time I ever really worry about what to do next year, to the point of nausea, is right after these classes. Because apparently if we make one mistake, or take one wrong course, we've just fucked up our entire lives ( Read more... )

Last night at work a little kid, probably about six, asked me to change his money into a five dollar bill. I said sure, and then he handed me a dime and a penny. He was being completely serious, which made it very cute ( Read more... )

This whole thing is just very fucked up.

Death sucks.

1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you said?
I don't usually speak to my reflection

2. When is the next time you will make out?
What kind of question is that?

3. What's a word that rhymes with "LUCK"?
Truck

4. Favorite planet?
Pluto? Oh I'm so confused...

5. Who's the 4th person on your missed calls list?
Unknown ( Read more... )

It annoys  me when Keira Knightly talks. She should be in movies were she just...doesn't talk ( Read more... )

I am not going back to school. Education is a waste of time.

People need to die. They also need to stop sending me all of those stupid chain letters.  All of the stupid idiots who build their lives out of  crepe paper and glitter need to die. But do they? Ohhhh no.  They use their powers of illusion to fool the other crepe people. And then all of the stupid crepe people get together, and they create chain ( Read more... )

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