so um, here's the story: i hate typing this damn lj name. so, i'm sitting in third period not working on an assignment i was supposed to be working on, and i make a new journal: 
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PUNKY CHIPS AHOY! OI! OI! OI!

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man, i just took pictures of matt, (there was about a few hour preperation time_ and they turned out kick ass. you all should be freaking waiting on the edge of your seats to see them. I CAN'T WAIT TO GO HOME AND EDIT THEM AND POST THEM. HOLY CRAP.

( matt and i go to the beach. )

i feel like i'm missing something from life. maybe it's because last year i had a job, and was so involved with drama and now i don't do either of those things ( Read more... )

sorry about all those damn surveys i've been posting. i promise no more for a while ( Read more... )

i know people probably get tired of hearing things like this, but i love matt. we went on a walk yesterday and went to the beach and it was really just amazing being with him and it reminded how damn much in love with him i am and how lucky i am to have someone who loves me reagrdless of all the crap i give him and all the weird stuff in my life. i ( Read more... )

so i am so horrible at analyzing poetry. it's one of the most challenging things i've ever done and i hate how hard it is for me. the majority of the poems i read i don't even understand so i can't analyze them. i feel stupid in class too because mrs.hobson passes over discussing some of the questions because they are easy or obvious, and i'm ( Read more... )

i want to go shopping. i wish i had money to just go shopping. i wish i had money to get things when i don't need them. blah. that might sound materialistic, but it's something i've never been able to really do and i just wish i could.