Lalalalalalala...I'm bored, and updating to let ya'll know i'm alive. And That aftert wo dates of offically dating a guy I'm bored....It's not him. Trust me. It's just that i don't know where i stand, ja ne? And I want to know whether i should take charge or not. I'm trying not to seem too overbearing...See, maur's trying...So ne1 got some adivce?

Come look at my bg. It's what i want to have for x-mas. ^_^

Ok, I'm sick. That icky blah that you get when everything hurts, and you haven't slept good fro a weeek. So, I got up this morning made it through my shower, and realized i couldn't move without pain. I tried to get dressed, and almost screamed when i tried to put my pants on. Sooo much for school... Sorry, Cammie I'll bring your present tomorrow ( Read more... )

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What everyone wants for X-mas....

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I'm done. Done with ppl trying to tell me what they think is right for me. For telling me that I don't feel. That the ppl I consider my friends aren't just because we don't go places everyday, and that I'm not social enough because i don't have a boyfriend. Or because of anything. I'm tired of it. *near tears* life is painful enough without them ( Read more... )

Ok, so Shri and I were going to tryout for districts in drama. WE were doing a scene from the female oddcouple. I was going to get on my knees and begg her for a date. (lol) Anyway, so we're going to practice yesterday after school, then she was going to go to an Interact mgt, and then to the IB dinner...Ya know, normal stuff...Well, it turns out ( Read more... )

Yep, for those of you who care, I made it through yet another hurricane. Yay me. *falls over and sighes* And I have no air...no heat...It's getting cold. Hell I'm wrapped in a blanket typing. Not that ne1 cares. Well, cammie does. Oh, and we've finally got the play we're doing for districts: Waiting for Godot (pronounced god-o). It's funny as hell ( Read more... )

“Malik-I’m bleeding to death and Pegasus is probably going to sic some goons on us when his breakfast is late and he finds the bodies. Can we talk about this later? Alright ( Read more... )

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