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This cereal tastes like socks.

Not that I would know what socks taste like first hand, but still.

I really need to clean my room. And when I say that, it's bad. I can't remember what colour my carpet is and my desk is starting to sag from the amazing amount of crap sitting on it. If anyone saw it they'd have no choice but to be convinced that I'd never heard of a garbage can ( Read more... )

You know you have issues when you're singing Backstreet Boy love songs to your cat. And you're pretty sure he likes it.

That is all.

I set my alarm to wake me up at seven and it didn't go off. Stupid alarm.

But on some level I knew I had to wake up, because in my dream I was talking to studyofme and tunafshsandwich [Seriously, you guys, I think that phone call has taken complete control of my subconscious] on the phone. I was sitting there staring at the wall, listening to them talk, then all of a ( Read more... )

Ugh, I feel sick. Too much sugar.

But I had this weird dream last night that I was a famous swimmer and my name was Bob but I wanted to be called Jo-Jo. And there was another part where studyofme and tunafshsandwich were bugging me to finish my friend's homework so I could buy them things with the money. HAHAHAHA. So not kidding about that, either. And another part ( Read more... )

Aw, it cut me off! Psh! Pretend I said goodbye. :D

I think I might have to go ICE MY ARM NOW. XD

NOW AREN'T YOU PROUD OF ME FOR TALKING ON THE PHONE? Carrie, we're coming for you next. BAHAHAHA.

PS. MY CAPSLOCK KEY IS GETTING A GOOD WORKOUT LATELY. HAR HAR HAR.

PPS. You know you need sleep when you need a calculator for 100 x 10.

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