Hey!
I got a new computer, and decided to post about it.
Okay, so, Limewire, by the way, hates me. It like, wont let me open it on my account because it doesn't believe me when i say that I installed it.
Which I did. because i clicked install when I was on the admin account. but then when i go on my account, it's all, no no you didn't install it, and I'm like, okay whatever, I'm pretty sure I did. And then I went again. i think it's racist. Or gay. Or both.

So, yeah. I'm pretty sure i love this keyboard. It's like, bowchicka bow when i type. and it makes me feel like I'm typing really fast and fancy and all. but really I'm not, but it makes me feel like I am
Also this computer has mucho wicked fonts. Like, whoa. Amazing.
Only issue is it doesnt have my paint shop pro 7. Ohman I'm going to miss that. Dan was all, get this other way better one. and i'm all, but i liked that one?
So, yeah.
I'm going to go.

Byee.

And by white powder, I mean snow. =]
And i mean about EIGHT INCHES OF IT. Ohmygod. Heart attack, much? I mean, why cant this happen DURING school. Like, over break it's all, like, homigawd, lets snow and not let them do anything for newyears, but then when snow could seriously be useful, lets not snow!! Yeah. That's what I'm talking about.

Yeah, so, I'm listening to a new band, that some guy sent me cause they're awesome. it's The White Tie Affair. AMAZING. Check them out. WWW.myspace.com/TheWhiteTieAffair. Amazing.

So, yeah. I have to go. I'm off to go and watch Harispray, and then The Sisterhood Of The Travelling Pants. So. yeah.
I'll update later, maybe. Baby. ;D

DANCEDANCEDANCE!
<3 Awesomeness.

@ Home. Currently artistic Jamming to The White Tie Affair .Tags. music, snow

Well. I'm basically terrified.
That's right, terrified.
I've never actually been scared. it's weird.

I was upstairs, and like, packing, since this hurricane is coming, and well. there's a really good chance that the tree might fall, and kill my house, so. We're all getting ready.
And, well. I was upstairs, and I seen my cat. she was just like, laying on the bed. So, I went and laid on the bed with her, and petted her and all. and then, I dont know why, but I got in a real bad panic, and like, started crying. It's pretty big if I cry. since like, I never do. I mean, I almost thought that it wasn't possible anymore. But yeah. I dont know. I like, broke down randomly.
Everything's been so messed up lately. I'm so confused. I dont know who I am anymore, and I dont know why. Everything's changing. If like, our house is ruined, I'm ruined. I mean, I know it's just a house, and that like, I should be happy about noone getting hurt or anything if it happens, but like, my house is part of me. Or something. I dont know. I'm freaking out.
I was trying to eat supper, since it might be my last homecooked supper in a while. And what I mean by home cooked, I mean like, cooked in THIS house. I would never consider like, a meal cooked at another place we're staying as home cooked. this is MY home. nothing else is even close to being in comparison. But anyways. I couldn't eat. I like, got sick at the thought of food. and like, I think I might puke like, any minute now.
This really sucks. Like, seriously.
I kind of want to kill the landlord for next door, since it's their tree that might ruin MY life. No. Not kind of. I DO want to kill her. I seriously wish she would just drop dead, so we can get the stupid goddamn tree cut down. If it falls, I'm calling her up, and will be like, "Thanks a lot, bitch. You know what? Now I dont have a home. Hope you get in a vicious car wreck, light on fire, and burn to death. Have a nice day." Ugghhh. I'm so mad, and scared, and like, lost.
Mmm. I feel like crying again from writing about this and all, so, I'm done. I might write again tomorrow, to say how it went, like, if I have power, or a home. I hope I have both.

@ Home. For now. Currently stressed Jamming to "Killing in the Name Of" by Rage Against the Machine .Tags. bitch, terrified, tree

Yoyoyo. What's up?
Ew, mann, I'm siiick.
too much chocolate. Daymnn.

So, yeah. I wrote some gross stuff in political studies the other day. Decided that maybe I should put it on here.

-----Trigger, Click, PULL!

Pull my trigger,
Hear my shot.
BANG! BANG!
Echoes throughout the darkened streets.
My life is a privet soap opera,
And I'll finish it off under the street sign.
I'll be the only one aware.
When the sunrises and the morning birds sing,
You probably wont notice.
I'm invisible to you,
And I know it.


-----Marshmellows of Gray

Inhale;
Hate, anger, confussion, betrayl.
It's a cloudy day, and you're wearing shades.
Exhale;
Pain, relief, question, time.
Where did the sun go?
Disappeared behind marshmellows of gray.

Breath in;
Think, stop, answer, defeat.
Forget the past, sweetheart. Feel the cool rain running down your face.
Sigh;
Reminder, love, begin, release.
Wet droplets trace your cheekbones, it's your turn to live again.
To be free again.

Let the rain wash your past away.
Your pain away.
It's your second chance to live again.


Well. Lemme tell ya. My Holton's boring. and his nonstop talking just sort of ruined my thought patterns.
It COULD have been decent. But noo. He wouldn't shutup for two goddamn seconds.
Anywaysss. i think I'm done?

@ Home. Currently sickkk Jamming to Tegan and Sara .Tags. mr. holton

I think he's mad at me?
And and and .
Ohno.
I dont want him to be?
I dont know
Like, he'll barely speak to me, and all.
So, like, I'm in a complete panic.
I dont know. Maybe he's having a bad day?
I dont knowwww.

=(
I'm all sad now.
Something I seriously dont need.

@ Homee. Currently =( Jamming to nothing .Tags. fuck

Hiii.
Ew, I'm like, sick and stuff. It's so not cool. I lost my voice last night. But like, I'm pretty good, now.

So, yeah. I wrote some new stuff.


-- Human Ritalin

Isn't it funny, while I'm sitting here in a very "important" math lesson,
Of acute angles and variables
Being taught by a green toothed monster,
I'm in a sleepy haze,
With only you on my mind.

You'd think if a green toothed monster was spitting mathematical word problems at you
And you had completely no clue what the hell she was talking about
Since you slept through all of her last class,
That you'd be totally focused and scribbling every angry word she screamed

But no, I'm writing a silly little poem
Right across my page, dodging the few math problems I copied down
You're my addiction, baby.
All I'll ever need.
You're my human ritalin.


-- Junksville

Welcome to the town of Junksville.
Where the kids are really just white trash,
Screaming obsenities, while drinking whiskey from the bottle as they walk down the shit streets.
Since, well. After all. We're only missionaries of our own lives.
Having to fight for ourselves.
For what's right
Rightfully ours.

In our teeny bopper lives, nothing's the same as what it was in the good old days of which you speak of.
We're filled with "who gives a shit?"'s and broken hope.
Why shouldn't we be?
That's all anyone says.
Shoves in our faces.
Screams at us.

In Junksville, you have to take care of your own problems.
Why would anyone else bother helping you out?
After all, they have their own problems to deal with.
Wars to fight
Battles to win
And at the end of the day,
You're still worthless and alone
Just like every other angsty teenager
Trying to hold his own.


-- Silent State of Panic

In this world, you have to hold your own ground
Stay on your own two feet
Do a balancing act of no other kind
You have no idea what goes on in this head of mine
Mind you, you probably dont want to know.
Or care to know, really.

Society nowadays is so fucked up.
The ones that dont need the help
Deserve the help
Get all the attention
While the ones struggling,
The ones in a silent state of panic
Are just wrongfully forgotten, and tossed the the side with all the others
The rest of the left beind
And spin deeper into this hole of no return.


-- Mistaken (Wireless)

You told me to think about you in my dreams the last time I spoke to you.
That dreams would be a way for us the communicate
Through a spiritual wire
How can I dream when I cannot sleep?
Due to the fact that I cant get you off my mind.
Clearly, you must be mistaken.
After all, dreams never happen when ones eyes are open.


Thurrrr, kidds.
Hope you enjoy.
I think I just seriously coughed up a lung.
I mean, ew.

Bye.

@ Home. Dx Currently Sickkk Jamming to Nothing .Tags. stuff

Haha. Hii everyone.
Yeah, I'm in the library. THE LIBRARY.
Scarey, hmm?

So, yeah. I'm suppose to be doing this research project thinger, right, but like, instead i'm on livejournal.
=]
I'm like, blaaahhh so bored. I reallyreally want to like, go on Gaia or on Facebook, but like, they're banned and all on the computers. Which is completely gay. But whatev.
Hm, yeah. I dont like this keyboard. it's a bitchhh.
=]


So, yeah. Maybe I'll go online tonight and all, right, and like, do my "project". Right. Since, like, jesuschrist, I need to talk to someone certain. Like, really.
yeah, so, I'm going to Becca's on fridayyy. I need energy drink. D=. Maybe I'll get one before I go to rissas, and all. I'm all twitchy and stuff. I haven't slept in like, 4 goddamn days or whatever. So, like, I'm all GRAH! so, it sort of sucks ass. and and and I need fooooood. Well. not really need, but it'd be nice and all.

I think I might do my independant paper thinger on like, the abuse of animals or something. And like, against all that and stuff. I have no goddamn clue what I'm doing my fucking group project on, because mark's being an asswipe and wont fucking choose. He's all, maybe we should do this. Or that. or maybe even this. And i'm like, pick a goddamn topic so I can do the goddamn work. Christ.
So, yeah. My neck hurts?
And I need to get to work.
Byebye
<3

@ Fucking library prison Currently stressed Jamming to nothing. There's no goddamn speakers .Tags. school

old stuff.
From, like, 2005.
LMAO.

-----Broken Teddy.

Laying on the floor,
Going over the secrets you told me,
and begged me not to tell

Staring at these walls around me
Bubbling with thought
Your words stabbing through me
Unlike your gentle heart.

Sitting on your bed
With all your pillows and stuff
Hearing your words over and over in my head
With your quiet voice.
And seeing your "dont hurt me" eyes.

Looking out your window,
At all the hills and street signs.
Hearing your crys of pain from across the room
I cant help you, though.
Do you wish to know why?
I'm a simple teddy bear.

I am a teddy bear
With many stories to tell
Many secrets and deep thoughts
Seen many sights.
Many painful nights.
A teddy with sweet blue eyes
And a hole in my arm
I'm a broken teddy bear
With many stories to tell

You hold me through the night
As you cry yourself to sleep
You told me how you hated life
And how you wanted to get away
Or to forget everything, as I

But I dont forget
Nor do I die
I live with this pain forever and always
And there is no prize.

I am a simple broken teddy bear
With many stories to tell
With a rip in my arm
And sweet blue eyes.

-----Broken

Broken memories
Ripped up thought
Who cares opinions
Is all that you brought

You're a leader
Not a believer
Throwing away all that we had,
Now you're alone.
Awe, That's too bad.

You said you loved me
Needed me in your arms.
I fell for your words
And never thought about who you were
How come you were never there for me?
When will you ever just let me be?

The sadness,
The anger
The hurt,
The pain,
The hate and guilt
Was all that you built

The tears
The fears,
A laugh
A cry,
A quick hug before you say goodbye
The hate and the lies.
Why do I try?


-----Painful

Cant get you off my mind
Your image paralyzing my inside
Your touch stuck under my skin
Your laughter laughing at me within
It's just too painful to begin

Why did you have to leave?
The hurt inside makes it too hard to believe.
To believe in us ever being together
When we're apart, I cant handle the weather
Why do you mean so much to me?
This isn't what I hoped it to be.

Cant get you off my mind
Your image paralyzing my inside
Your touch stuck under my skin
Your laughter laughing at me within
It's just too painful to begin

-----Here

Everyday I think about you
Everynight dream that comes,
You're there too
Every breath i take,
I'm holding back the tears.
And even though I know you're gone
I still wish that you were here

The times we spent together
Will be forever in my mind
And even though you will never be here
You'll always be here inside.
♥ MissyouAdam.

-----Untitled

A sweet blue drop
Trickling down your face
A dark hallway
In your happy place
A terrifying scream
In the middle of a dream
It's your deepest fear
When noone is near
To hold your hand

-----Untitled 2

A beautiful sunset
On a July night
The gentle squeeze
When someone holds you tight
A sweet kiss on the cheek
By someone you love
The sweet feathers of
A beautiful dove
As it flys by.

The first words that are spoken
By your sweet infant child
The overcoming joy
When they first smile
The fears of failure
On their first day of school
The thought of lonelyness
As they gather their things
And say "goodbye"

Seeing the line ups
Of all the people you love
A couple of prayers
To heaven above
The roses and flowers
Piled high by your new bed
The sobs of people
As they bow their heads
And say goodbye.



Fucking ANGST filled.
Hmm?
I dont mind a few.
But some are so horrid.
xDDD

Comment?

Got borreddd last night.
Wrote some stuffs.

enjoy?

-----Trademark Axe & Strawberry Lip Gloss.

You pick me up from my house,
around 12 noon.
You kind of smell like your can of Axe exploded in your shirt drawer.
But you brushed it off with your "who cares?" attitude,
and wore it anyways.
It's okay, though.
I dont mind my sweater being raped and stained by your trademark scent.

You grab a burger at DQ,
paired with some fries and an Orange Crush.
While I play the, "Nah, I'm okay" card,
hoping I could skip another meal.
Your eyes see through my lies,
and got me some fries.
Extra ketchup and a pound of salt,
just the way I like 'em.

We go to the mall,
play with the kitties through the bars of the cage.
Get yelled at by the security officer,
for going up the down escalator.
(Like always, since that's how we roll)
That officer really has something in for us.
Not the first time he's caught us in the wrong...

Now I'm sitting here on my bed,
at home,
tired from the days events.
Wondering if you're still biting the flavour of my strawberry lip gloss off your lips,
While i'm cuddling my "you" scented sweater as I lay down to sleep.
♥

-----Shit apartment

You make me so mad.
With your powder blue eyes
And chicklet smile
You can get anything from me
With a flip of your hair
And a "please, baby. I love you"
(that always got me)

I'll veg on your couch all day
Blinds closed, music blaring.
Only in underwear, since that's how we roll.
I loved that shit apartment.
So many memories.
So many never to be repeated.
(People just wouldn't be able to believe it)

You're hair was always so amazing to me
Long. Blonde. Perfect.
Almost like a Herbal Essence commercial.
A hair twirl worth a millon dollar contract.
I want you, baby.
I miss you.
(I'd give anything to be able to brush my fingers through that hair again.)

-----5 years

It's been almost 5 years since you passed away.
Hard to believe.
Seems like just yesterday I got the news
That scarred me for eternity.

I miss you.

I remember, way back in forth grade.
Valentine's day.
You gave me a batman valentine.
"Be my sidekick. Be my Valentine."
Paired with a heart shape sharpener.

My friends thought you had something for me
I shrugged it off.
Even if I still have that sharpener
Unused, but not forgotten.
In my room, with you're memory still attached.

I miss you, Adam...


♥

Mmmkay.
I'm all doneee.

All I could think of yesterday was Adam.
It was so weird.
Like, random.
It's coming to his 5 years since his death.
Uggh.
I hate October.
Why does it have to be coming to fasssttt.?

Anyways.
i'm all done.
Byee..

@ home. Currently =( Jamming to None .Tags. poems.

Hiiyouu.

I'm so bored.

HOMIGAWD, guess what?

I ate (about) 910 calories today.
=o

I want to start counting, for some odd reason. Like, daily.
Ever since that guy was on that show, and he ate like, 36000 calories today.
I want to see how long that'd seriously last me.
Like, seriously.

But yeah.
I've been doing like, 200+ situps a night, right.
Well. Last night I couldn't sleep, so, I did like, 700.
Stupid,
Yes.
BUT.
Now i'm 98lbs.
D=.
Last week, i was like, 103.
Crazy, hmm.?

Yeah.
I'm so bored.
Like, 100%.
And cold.
For some odd reason.
I write that alot.
It's kind of, like, lame.
"some odd reason."
God.
Gay much.?

Whoa. Yesterday, I was talking to Lucas.
And he was all, Hey wanna go for a walk.
Well.. It was more like, this morning...
it was like, 1230 last night.
And I was like, Um, no.? not really.
and he was like, Why.? i haven't spent that much time with you, and i have to go back on the 26th.
And i was like, We can go for a walk tomorrow (today, like).
But he couldnt.
since he had to workkkk.
It sucksss.
I haven't like, actually talked to him in forever.


So, yeah.
Why am I going on about this, anyways.?
Bens the only one that reads these.
xD
and. Well. I can tell him on msn.

Whatever.
Hiiben!
xDD

Byeee.!

@ home Currently Whaa Jamming to none .Tags. wtf

jenna got bored,
and wrote some stuffs.
So. read. and comment.
<3

----Ordinary night:

The days are getting longer,
warmer.
No more exciting, though.
I remember this time last year
we took a walk in the smoldering heat,
your sweaty hand in mine.
Romantic, eh.?

We went down Victoria Row
Seen the "fancies" eating their fancy meals
by the sunset light
On cute litte tables outside the cute little resturants.
"I'm going to take you there, someday"
You haven't, yet.
We ran through the sprinklers coming out of the street
I'm pretty sure here's the only place with sprinklers coming out of the street...

Seemed like a night we'd have time and time again
I mean, pretty damn ordinary, right.?
How could something so "ordinary" stay in my mind for so long.?
And, well, strangly enough will never leave,
as long as I have power.
Though, I guess we thought we'd be "together forever"
Some thought, eh.?
I guess not all thoughts,
promises,
dreams,
last forever.


---- 3AM

In this neighbourhood,
the romantic summer surprise isn't one of the ordinary
The young teenage men dont come to your house,
baring their hearts and sweet chocolate,
and seranade you through your window.
(So not like the movies ...)

No,
you come, tap on my window
baring booze and drugs
while filling me in on how something has recently fucked up your life.
(Around 3AM, mind you ...)

Strangly enough,
I accept it.
Cuddle your worries away,
and help drown mine with cheap whiskey.
Too bad, by tomorrow,
we wont even remember a thing that went down.

@ home Currently lethargic Jamming to The Police .Tags. stuff

Whoa.
I haven't been on here in like, forever.
I've been too busy on Facebook and Myspace.
Dude.I should link myself on Myspace from here.
Like, put this link on my myspace.
So, i'm not talking to myself.
Ya know, like a crazy.

I mean, i need friends on here
it might help if i actually talked to people
and like, yeah
then i might have friends
or something

Rissa's here.
Just chillaxing with me
ya know what i'm saying.?
Wow.
This is boring
Though, i enjoy talking about myself alot,
so it's decent.

Mmmkayy.
I'm leaving now.
So
Ya.
ILOVEYOUU!
Noone...
ya know...


Byeeee!

@ homeage Currently teehee Jamming to nothing .Tags. bymyself

>.<

Well.
March break...
Was...

AWESOME.
=]

Well.
Friday, 16th :

Rachy's party.
DDR. Lots of noise. Went over pretty nicely.

Saturday, 17th :
Went to brunch. Ordered my Tutu.

Sunday, 18th :
Swimming with Riss and Meaghan.

Monday, 19th :
Went to the movies to see Night At The Musium. Went to the mall. Went to Riss's. Went to Becca's party.

Tuesday, 20th :
Can't remember...?

Wednesday, 21st :
Went to Daneen's.

Thursday, 22nd :
Got home. Went to Becca's party. Had Riss and Meaghan over for the night.

Friday, 23rd :
Meaghan and Riss went home. Got some smarties... xD

Saturday, 24th :
Mom's Birthday.!

Sunday, 25th :
Relaxed. =]

Well.
That was my march break.
B]

...
And.
Now.
I'm trying to make my shoulder go back to normal.
And it wont.
And it hurts.
And it feels like it's going to sleep.

But anyways.
I'm like, so bored.
And watching umm...
Extreme Make-over : Home addition.

Funn funn.

Yeah.
So.
BEN.
ARE YA HAPPY.
I updated.
=]

Ughhh.
School tomorrow
So not looking forward to it..
Though,
I am.?
But not.
But am.?
I dont know.
Kinda can't wait to see everyone...
Or that someone.
Eeeeeee.

Yeah.

I'm done.
Latuuuurrr.

@ Homeage. Currently Gooood Jamming to Nothing. Watching T.V. Duuuh .Tags. march break

Well.
Me
and Riss
are going
to a movie
TONIGHT.

Bow, whicka, bow, wow
that's right
me and riss, and meaghan, and samm, and perhaps davey, and alisa. Possibly.
that's right
you're JEALOUS.

You know what's an awesome song.?
Dirty pop by N Sync.
Riss is all, press the button, and like, YESS
NSYNC
and i'm like
you suck
even if its a good song
kay.?
kay.

yeha
i have like, no doodles.
it's sad
i need to doodle
super bad
but i have nothing to doodle about
or like
of.
or anything.

I wonder if anyone actually READS anything i write.
i mean, really.

oh, btw, lucas SUCKS.
he's not home
so he's poo-y.
yeah
that's right
poo-y.
you're jealous of my awesome vocab.
<3

I'm bored
and tired.
and BAM
HYPER ACTIVE TOMATO EATER


Riss is a tomato eater.
she loves her tomatos.
and cheese.
with fried pinapple on it
and poop.

ew.
poop

she thinks it tastes like chocolate.

I like chocolate.

BEN LIKES POOP
he eats it for breakfast
and lunch
and supper
and for snacks.!

... aha@him maybe perhaps reading this.
=D

BANANNANANNANAANANANA.


you are so overrated.
and fat
and stupid
and banana
with tomatoes.
and appple
and orange
and good job for not look at me type.

And like, "look at her butt.
it's like, SO big."

lindsey lohan sucks.
ew
she a whore
and and and
yeah
i'm watching overrated
on Much
<3
lurrrrrv

much is my baby
yeha
that's right.


...Mkay.
I'm done
i think

... i might make another post thing...
not sure.

<3 ya.
byeeeee.!

@ homeage Currently bwarh Jamming to N-Sync - Dirty Pop .Tags. banana, bored, much

Aha.
Yeah
at school,
and bored.
and like, sitting here
getting answers from Riss.

Mmhmm.
Aha.
This site
you go on
and type in the site URL
and BAM
you can go on
cause I can't usually go on these kinds of sites.
since my school computers are like,
nazis.


<3

I'm bored...
and and and
i dont want to MTM any more.
since i'll die
of like
typage.

I HAVE NO DOODLES

laturrr.
<3

@ School Jamming to Nothing. NAZI .Tags. schoolage

The HORROR.
Sobored.
and like, dieing.

omg
lucas better come home soon.
or i'll die.
really.
i'll like, drop dead.
& killhim.

I really have to sneeze
like, badly
but i'm too tired.

OMG.
my myspace = pretty
look at it:
http://www.myspace.com/10161410

I wish i had friends...
x.x

laterrrs.
<3

@ home Jamming to As I Lay Dying - Empty Hearts .Tags. cold

Aha. Pretty sure I'm like, yay.?
I PASSED. Everything. I mean, like, no failing happened here.
Booya.
I'm cool.

I got 85% in Crafts. 83% in Fashion. 83% in Science. And 76% in Gym/Family Life.
Yeah. My worse mark is in gym.
That's right.
Since I'm oh so very athletic.
B]

But, yeah, now i have like, ancient&medival history, english, math, and ITC.
Yay.
Three fucking exams.

o.o

But.
Anyways.
My arm is like, ubber itchy.
Ubber.




Mm'kay.
About school, stuff.
Ish.

Wilbert.
This guy, in my school.?
His name is Wilbert Murry.
Kay.
And he goes around,
he's new, by the way,
and's like, "Hello, my name's Wilbert Murry,
what's your name.?"
And I was like, "Errm... Jenn..." and then my friend was like,
"Penny-Lou" her name's Jill.
and then two of my friends, Becca and Kelly,
They were like, Lola, and Nona.
And they're "sisters".
But aren't really...

And then davey, he said his name was Bob Barker.
And Wilbert was like, "ahaha. Bob Barker! You're funny." and walked away.?
and then, today, Philip, he said he was Bob Barker too. And he was like, "ahahahha!! Bob Barker, off the Price Is Right. That's funny, you guys." And walked away...

AND. He went up to the Punk Kids.
Yeah.
That's right.
THE PUNK KIDS.
We were like, "OH NO. He's going to be eaten alive!!"
But.
They were like, nice to him.?
Of course, they laughed at him afterwards.
As they listened to their 8track player.
since they're like, Ghetto like that...


OMG. I wore my Ghetto sweater today.
B]
Since i'm cool like that.

According to Andrew, Jill's a scene kid.?
And Jill was like, No no... No I'm not.
And he was like, Yeah you are.
And Jill was like, No. Anyways... Is that good? Or bad.?
And he was like, not bad, I guess. Just annoying.
And Jill was like, But you dont even know me.
=(
And then she cried emo tears.
With blood.
No... not really.
Dont worry.
no need of medical attention!!

Anyways.
Guess what.?
I suppose I shouldn't wait for an answer...
LUCAS IS COMING BACK.
Not for like, ever, though.
But. Like. He better visit me.
Or I'll murder him.
I'm like, go to BC.
And killhim.
Yeah.
That's right.
killhim.

Well.
That was...
Funn
And long, slightly

aha.
<3 ya.
Laterrrr.

@ HOMEAGE Currently Aha Jamming to Nothing. </3 .Tags. banana, hyper, rant

I DREW MORE PICTURES.
=D

Ilovethem.

And you will too.






Aren't theyawesome.
I'm pretty sure,
ilovethem.

Aha.

I'm pretty awesome.

But anyways.

I had this crazy dream last night...
My dad was like, making a movie,
or something.
and was all, "YOU'REINIT"
and i was like, Kay.?
And then, it was like, an adventure thing, and I had to get through this huge thinger,
and then... at the end, i had to eat glass.?
And then i woke up.
And i was like, kay.

Actually, my dad woke me up, at 10:30 AM. I was like, "Whaaaaaat." and he was like, "Gitup, we're going to get smoothies." I was like, "What.?"
"We're getting smoothies. At the Farmers Market."
"Ugh. Yeah, okay." And i went to go back to sleep. Then he was like no.
We went to the farmers market. I had a chocolate banana smoothie. =D And then we got samosa, i have vegetable. It was yummy. It's from Out Of Africa. Ilovethem. Then, we got these donuts, they were like cinnimin, or something. Amazing.

Then i went to the mall. To get a sewing machine. For my Fashion project.
Yeah, cheapest there was like, $170, and i was all, "What. I only need one that can make a dress.? i'll only use it like, once." There was a pretty digital one. It was like, $270 or something.
So yeah.
I need a sewing machine.

I wont have enough time to make it in class, and i can't go too much over the exam week, because i'm going to be in crafts the whole time.
In crafts, i have to make 10 perfect screen printing things, but first i have to make the block. It like, a rubber block, and you carve into it a pattern or picture. Yeah.
And then I have to do 2 fabric paintings. Yay.
Joy.
Fun.
Ughhh.

Ohmygod, DDR.
i'm, like, bored. So. Yeah.
Byeee.
<3

@ Homeage. Currently Aha. Jamming to DDR .Tags. banana, dreamage, orange

About the one...
The only...

MEEEE.

Mm'kay.
I know I just posted.
Get-freaking-overit.

-- I HATE bananas.
Right.
You got it.
Hatethem.
-- Freaking terrified of dogs.
Cows.
Horses.
And Churches.
-- Ilove fried pineapple.
=D
-- Favorite chips = Doritos Sweet Chili Heat.
<3
-- Favorite chocolate bars include.:
Mint Aero.
And Crunchy.
And Strawberry Kitkat.
-- Doodling = mylife.
-- Cartoons = major hobby.
-- Pretty sure i'm going to fail my easy courses (AKA Crafts&Fashion)
-- My sister has a stalker.
... Not about me.
But whatev.
-- I'm short.
=D
Getoverit, loooosa.
-- I like to randomly talk gansta.
Ya know, like, all crackalakin' in da hizzhouzz.
-- My sisters a noob.
... Not about me...
-- I kinda like rambling.?
If ya haven't been able to tell.
I mean, i could sit here and type for hours about myself.
... Or other random things.
But whatev.

i'm done.
I'll post some comics for you to giggle at.

















Yeah.
there's some of my doodles.
=D
Kthxbai.

@ Homeage Currently Banana Jamming to Nothing. Dun dun duuuuuuuuun .Tags. boredom, doodles