wow, too late with adam carolla sucks

yea, mom wanted me to get on a normal schedule, one that envolves sleeping at night and not during the day i think. haha. right.
i doubt any of you would actually be interested in what i'm doing so good....morning?night? w/e

O.M.G. X 10000
O.M.G. SCARRY!!!
ok, I was making falsh cards, to study for english midterms. And i was trying to make a SMILEY FACE!!! and i suck. and messed up. severly. and it SCARRED THE FREAKING SNOTT OUT OF ME FOR THE REST OF THE TIME AND I WAS TREMMBLING AND I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO CRY!!!!!!!! T_T IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A SMILEY FACE!!!! ( Read more... )

It was thunderstorming. and that made me sad, b/c i had to turn of my computer. So...i got bored....and i got a camera. ^_______^ no more boreded!!! i spent the rest of the storm trying to take pics of lighting, but i was stupid and forgot to grab teh tripod, so none of them looked good. (-_-) *sigh* o well. ^_^ but i got a weird looking one of ( Read more... )

stayed after, plagued ben with my presence for the first hour or so in geraghty's room, then we ran away and ms. cupcake lady gave us cupcakes!!! ^__^ i don't know her name, so forever more she is the cupcake lady ( Read more... )

heads, heads, tails, tails, tail, heads, tails, head, heads tails, tails would be sexy, if humans had them. but they don't so sigh. once again, i don't have many opinions, besides life is a lot easier if you keep your mouth shut and just concentrate on the better parts of schoolife. unless every single person you know is submersed in teenage ( Read more... )

Seas of red, black and grey. twisting, beckoning, embracing. Smoothing comfort, of hard walls and empty rooms. reality reaches, wrestles, wrecks havoc. Shrin the bubble, flee the world, solidify. Shrivel, pale blue threads. Crumple, collapse, catch, in the twisted desire. Slide along, dragged by chains you cannot see, ties of misguided light ( Read more... )

O.O wow, i just nearly used a glue stick for chapstick.... @_ ( Read more... )

:/ i just realized that i have random stuff since I was 3. and i feel really really disconected from my past, and this random junk is all that i have left. Worst par is it's nothing i can ever put into an album and take with me, i'm afraid whenever i have to move or if somthing happens, then all of this is going to vanish, and i won't remember it ( Read more... )

yea, exactly