Hmm... What to write.. what to write..
I have absolutely no idea.
So, I shall just tell you what is going through my mind..
Okay...Here it goes..
I'm currently bored.
The Ginger and I broke up.
I found my mp3 player =)
I'm in love with Marilyn Manson.
I'll eventually post new things. I promise.
i hate camping.
people tell me that i'm talented at writing. I dont think i am.
I'm going to marry James when I get older. No matter what. It's my dream. =P
I really don't like the new band teacher.
I have a new cat. Her name is Trixi/Cat Cat.
I need to pop my toes.
My momma gets mad if i refer to her as mother. I don't know why.
My principal didn't retire.
I really like the guidance counseler! He talks to me like a friend not a weird little girl with mental problems=)
I was going to marry this gay guy... he's my best friend and he's GORGEOUS but i refuse to share =P.. on christmas.. but he broke off the marriage.
I considered my pre-algebra teacher a super hero. But I have no clue why.
My best friend and I was talking to this Japanese kid at our school ( He's absolutely gorgeous too!) and we said something about an...uhm...thing.. and he didnt know what it was and I didnt know how to tell him what it was so I told him that they were little bugs on the other person's skin that would crawl up his nose and eat at his brain until he dies.
No, I'm not a liar. I just tell hyperboles. And truths that never happen.
Uhm..My doggy, Gypsy, is a Rottweiler and she's almost three=( My baby's growing up.
Hmm.. My favoritist sister in the world has currently came back..and she has the baby=)
I get mad easily.
I need to go to therapy but I refuse to tell a stranger my problems. That's like walking up to some man in the middle of Wal-Mart and asking him to marry me...(which i have done)
Uhm.. I get high off massager things and mountain dew..
When I talk for a really long time on my cell phone, the battery gets hot and burns my face.
My brother who isnt really my brother but i love him is almost 19 and yet he wont come see me =(
I get easily distracted by bright colors.
I'm cold.
My favorite color is grey.
I'm like the shortest kid in my grade.
I really like dinosaurs.
I'm obsessed with making a square around the lonely orange tile with my friends.
I tried counting the ceiling tiles in the band room but the teacher distracted me...
I'm babbling...but i have to leave...even though you bystanders arent that innocent...i talked to the evil monkeys in all ya'lls closets=P
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