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I had a chik patty, some noodles with ranch dressing, chick peas, cheese and sunflower seeds, AND vanilla soft-serve with chocolate sprinkles.
yummy lunch.
yummy lunch.
HARDCORE!!!
OMG. I can't believe I din't think fo you
until now because when I think on
a scale of one to ten you're like YWELVE.
No, seriously?
I <3 my HLP!!!!!
OMG. I can't believe I din't think fo you
until now because when I think on
a scale of one to ten you're like YWELVE.
No, seriously?
I <3 my HLP!!!!!
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MMMmmmmmmmmmm.....soft serve ice cream is good.
I wish I had some now.
When I go to college and they have a soft serve ice cream machine it will be bad for my health.
It's supposed to rain tomorrow. Tomorrow is senior day and our last home game. Sucky.
I wish I had some now.
When I go to college and they have a soft serve ice cream machine it will be bad for my health.
It's supposed to rain tomorrow. Tomorrow is senior day and our last home game. Sucky.
~anna
[shadow=darkred]Take a chance on that which seems to be the making of a dream.[/shadow]
[shadow=darkred]Take a chance on that which seems to be the making of a dream.[/shadow]
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Awwwwwwwwww, kitties are so cute
-lori
she's a fool for the last living rock king
http://www.livejournal.com/~got_to_get_away/
HARDCORE!
she's a fool for the last living rock king
http://www.livejournal.com/~got_to_get_away/
HARDCORE!
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Speak of the devil, I showed my friend Dave Donnie Darko today. He liked it, but he thought the ending was crappy.
My brother's coming home tonight, but not until late...It's like waiting for christmas, I swear to god.
He's only staying for the weekend...but god...I need to see him, even if only for a day.
My brother's coming home tonight, but not until late...It's like waiting for christmas, I swear to god.
He's only staying for the weekend...but god...I need to see him, even if only for a day.
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That's for damn sure. If you don't think you'll marry the girl, then you probably shouldn't date her. I mean, you can get the physicality from other places, and unless you need the feeling that you and your other are together forever, why bother? I have been living by this and it still kicks me in the fucking ass. So really, unless you wanna marry the girl, don't fucking bother.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
Holy fuck. Gotta share this. I get to go to New York City in April in with my school since I'm in the guitar class (its the arts department going). So I sell choclate to fund raise. We knock on this one door tonight and my mom was like "Oh shit, that's my English teacher from High Schools' house." I was like..
She comes to the door, with a cane, and everything. My mom starts talking to her, and the lady remembers her. She told us she was 92 years old and 11 months, and legally blind. She could see our outlines, but not what we looked like. She remember my mom by voice. I could tell she was an English teacher, because she started talking about my box of chocolate, how "I could actually call it a box." She started saying stuff like "have you ever heard of hyperbole? It's when you exaggerate something to make it sound different than it really is." Then she starts talking about how she was writing a book. Then she walks out of her house, down to the end of the driveway, checks her mailbox, and walks back up the driveway. Is this sounding familiar to anyone? The whole damn time I was thinking "Grandma Death, Grandma Death, Grandma Death" It was the most.... interesting moment of my life.

Some of you probably think I left. But was I ever here to start?
Yay! I'm off to London tomorrow morning for the weekend .. gonna see OLP on Sunday
To all the Canadians here .. HAPPY TURKEY DAY!!
Hope you all have a good Thanksgiving weekend .. I know I will .. *giggles and runs away* 



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