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constantly updating the look of your skin is too much of a hassle. i've decided to just leave it alone for the next little while... cuz:
1) too much homework
2) if i had time to waste... it would be spent wisely... "sleeping"
3) if i had nothing on my mind... i would find ways to ignore that annoying lil beep and just GAG her...
i HATE windMILLS. so unpredictable.. the mood-SWINGS i meant. enuf said.
oh yeah, introducing my new found love...
ryan cabrera |
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OMG!!! 
i’m a freaking retard!
- 5923 days -
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berg came back from icebreaker… seemed tired as hell, so I figured… update my page… to put myself to sleep… since everyone but 2 are on… but the other dude is set to “away”… maybe I should do my hmk… haha… NO man… i’ve got a life… and wat’s up w/ lyons?  I swear to God I wasn’t chatting with jazz, ASK JAZZ!!! My hair was stuck onto those cheap circular things that nailed shut the back of the chair to the seat!!  ugh… so yeah, but then… knowing me… it doesn’t take a lot to get me back into my “normal” mood. I’m countin down the days.... quand ma nouvelle ordinateur va arrivee!! actually, screw the french...... Woot! 4 days!!! Hohoho… 
maybe i should sleep now... 2:38am... gotta wake up early tmr... 
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Happy Sweet 16th B-day Loser (aka Juice)!!
i would have called juice/loser at like 9 in the morning...
but since today is her b-day, i'd let her sleep in. =P
... life sucks... as usual... ...
i need feedback people...
something about this picture looks totally wrong...
or maybe it's just my eyes... O_O
... chicken soup ...
read this "falling in love" poem/story/watever in the teen chicken soup thing.
i find it hilariously awesome... wat a retard thou...
And There He Was - Joanna Long
And there he was,
Staring into my eyes as a child stares at candy.
He was an image of perfection.
His sea blue eyes were as deep as the ocean,
And, oh, so full of mystery, like a treasure waiting to be opened.
He could win any girl's heart,
But he was awaiting my response to the question.
My stomach was churning like milk in a blender.
My heart was beating as if I had just run a marathon.
I was so excited that he had asked me,
Not just any girl, but me.
All I had to do was get the words out,
But it was hard.
His perfection stunned my thoughts,
Yet I managed to reply in a cool manner,
The words flowing off my lips as water flows through a stream.
"Sure, you can borrow my pencil."
hahahaha like i said. it's funny. but makes the poet look stupid. =]
anybody wants to watch harold & kumar // the village // anchorman with me??? plz??
and when is taxi coming out?? |
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