that was THE lamest thing i have ever posted. referring to that survey thing that i wasted ten minutes of my life on. why oh why am i so cranky. im not usually so bad. maybe its coming home to my mom and her old, icky boyfriend making out on my couch. myyyy couch. they defiled it. gross. im so disgusted ( Read more... )

yes, liz, i'm avoiding getting dressed as well. dressing means i have to leave for school soon, and id rather not. mm. nothing like cold chicken nuggets at six thirty in the morning ( Read more... )

okay, let me clarify. i myself, emma, did not get on some random guy. OTHER people did that. not me.

im watching some lady get plastic surgery on tlc. i LOVE this channel. i could never do that. have some icky wiggly jelly thing in you. how do you go about telling your kids that you're getting plastic surgery on your BOOBS? god, because that's not shallow or anything ( Read more... )

*major squealing* troop beverly hills is on! this is one of my favorite movies ever. i know the opening song by heart. im such a nerd. mom bought me rice candy, too. its a good day ( Read more... )

i don't know where my pinkerton is. it seems to have run off. and it kidnapped my blue album and took it with it. and that leaves me with green. raah ( Read more... )

norah, i stole your line yesterday. i said raise up, ho, to some girl and DAMN it felt good. now i can see why you say it all the time :D ( Read more... )

livejournal is very tempermental. i could not update ALL last night. now i don't even have anything relevant to say ( Read more... )

i have one hell of a headache. last night was the most interesting night i've had in a looong time. explain, you say? alright ( Read more... )

at claires house, eatin' a butterfinger, ooh yeeeah. partay tonight, we'll see how that goes, right gals? i still wanna go to the blood brothers show tomorrow night, raah. we gotta figure something out, yo.