iTunes is fucked, but January is worse...I think.
If Jesus Were alive today, He would spend all night at a claw machine in wal-mart winning kids stuffed animals when they ask.
You know what is really, really nasty?
The sound of squishing wet marshmallows with your teeth.
Squuueeeerrrss
Booooy howdy I'm not feeling the love.
I could really dig a hug or something. Anything pleasant, really. I won't be picky.
Remember to forget and then re-name your shame.
I hate jill.
...
I really intended to go into more depth. like, why I hate her and why everyone should hate her and why she's dumb and should be blinked out of existence. but, really, that one sentence just about sums it up.
this took me ten minutes to write. D:
gaaaaaaaaaaaar
so, I'm in colorado. and right now I'm pretty pump'd, I guess, or as pump'd as you can get in a denver suburb. but that okay because tomorrow I can think about being twenty. and in collage. and nude vacations and stuff.
it'll be fun. :]
tonight is autumn-y. in a really nice way too. right now I don't think I would even mind having to wear flannel and a scarf again.
I am sad.
done. finished. no more planning. :D I just have to get waaaaaaaaay better at painting now. ^^
I hope this doesn't turn out like cake & philosophy.
DUFF.
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"oh! she even got your pudge!"
you know what's super cool?
how electronics mysteriously stop working around. and no one can figure out why.
yeah. that rocks.
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you know what? no body doesn't like deli meat.
holy damn.
I want to dye my hair back to black so, so bad. I mean,
the temptation is always in the back of my mind, you know. Like, I'll be sitting there reading, and can't focus because a little voice in my head saying 'just go to walgreens, its only $2 for a box. you looked so good in black, and it is so much easier to take care of than blue...' for real. It would be so good.
and eleven dollars for blue hair dye is just silly.
stupid post. ^^;;
June 16th.
Have you started yet?
Guys, it is a yearly event, and I'm going to start.
I is not feeling healthy. :[
bleah bleegh bleah bluehh blee bleeeeeaaaaaaa
chris jost keeps calling my house. T_T