Surveeeeey. Suuuuup

[kissthe_girls]

1. Last time you had butterflies in your stomach? Literally or figuratively? *avoids question
2. What did you dream last night? I didn't have enough time to dream. If I did have enough time, I wouldn't remember, either.
3. Who is/are the friend/s you can count on the most? Brett, Denise and Jen [Emma when she's here!]
4. Where was your first kiss with

Comments

[anonymous]

"36. How long have you had a myspace? You're a pretty presumptuous survey, aren't you? I don't have a myspace! Ha!"

Lies! Lies I say!

[kissthe_girls]

Okaaay, so maybe I have one. But I don't actually use it. It's blank, I swear.
I just have it if I ever choose to be a creep and check out friends' pictures.
Who are you, Anonymous?

Connor

[anonymous]

Oops, didn't put my name in the subject.

MMMmmmrgh.

[fallofgravity]

#47
Eewwie, Arthur... fooling around.. *scrabbles hands at face in a vain attempt to rid brain of THAT mental image*

Sweet Jebus. Lets just leave Arthur to derive his pleasure from his sweaty, acrobatic back room sex with a scantily clad Brenda, her privates obscured only by the folds of her own corpulence. That, and his mini-wife.

Now YOU try and rid that image from your brain, muahahahaha.

I'm on the Internet. In my room. Drinking tea. Listening to Joan as Policewoman. Mmmmmrgh. Life is good. Just thought that you'd like to know. At least, life is only as good as long as I enjoy my procrastination by shoving the guilt down so that it won't be felt when I don't do all the things that I must.

Murrghalshf.

P.s. #11 Fat camp would be worse than Bible camp.. now FAT Bible camp.. whooohahohaohoo, what a sight THAT would be. Thump those Bibles!

Re: MMMmmmrgh.

[kissthe_girls]

Bibles and fatties! Oh nooeezzzzz.

Why did you have to bring Brenda into this livejournal, huh? What kind of horrid, foul person are you? Privates. PRIVATES. WHYYYYY?!!? You're lucky I'm not the most imaginative person. Because I have a feeling that would be an awful image to have stuck in my head. I only have vague outlines, that's bad enough. Jerk.

So I just wrote a French poem. I though yooou had to know THAT. It kind of sucks and is ridiculously cliche and over done. It's about Remembrance Day, how could it not be? But hey, people like cliche and cheesy! They'll eat it up..I hope. There are prizes to be won with this French homework assignment. I want that 500 dollaz, biatch. Anyways. You're not the biatch, whoever would be giving (or not giving) me the money is.

KayBYE!