spring break ‘10 is going to be so fabulous. I’m (hopefully) going camping with john, micheal, and colton, but we’ll see :) If my folks will let me. First I’ve gotta get un-grounded. which I’ve only got 26 more days to go. huzzah!
You know. I’ll be talking to some friends of mine, or just random people on the street, and the conversation of facebook will arise. And they will say, lyke ohemgee, my mother has a fb. Well, mine does too, and sure, it’s got its embarraresing perks, but if you think about it, it really did start off as an adult social networking site. Myspace was the place to be for teenagers, and not many of our parents had one. But if you think about it, alot of teenagers didn’t get facebooks until very recently, and before then, it was all adults who use it. So shouldn’t adults be complaining about the overload of annoying teens and pre-teens who just bombarded their way into the world of social networking, and reuniting with old flings, and old friends?
I’m done with boys.
If I can find somebody, who wants to treat me as though I am their girlfriend, and not that other person, then maybe I’ll give them a chance. But for now, I am just plainly done.
Mr. Miller pisses me off.
diamonds on the soles of her shoes
he’s a poor boy, empty as a pocket
empty as a pocket, with nothing to lose
singin’ tanana tanana tanana na
she’s got diamonds on the soles of her shoes
tanana tanana tanana na
she’s got diamonds on the soles of her shoes
Please reblog this to help strike a blow against pediatric cancer. I will post on Sunday exactly how much I’ve raised by doing this!
Okay seriously? The kid in the balloon. First of all, his name is Falcon. What is with the kids these days, and their wacky names. There are two kids on my brother’s football team named Storm and Blaze, or maybe it’s their rhino lax team…But then there is this other kid named Torvolt, and then this girl at school named sunshine. WHAT THE HELL!!?
Anyways, this story is just ridiculous. A kid of his stature could not fly away in that wimpy UFO like object. It reminds me of those hover disks, from back in the day. I got one for Christmas. It broke the same day.
And then he was like “daddy, you told me to hide for the show.” on national television. How embarrarsed that family must be. That his dad told him to hide and stuff for TV. A big publicity stunt. It’s all wacky.
The town I’m in doesnt even have a movie theater.
What town doesn’t have a movie theater!!?
I bring you…
Gold Beach, Oregon.
I have an ulcer. Fuck that.
Also, I leave for southern oregon tomorrow, which actually does not sound appealing. I mean, c’mon, really grandpa? You have to have your 70th birthday weekend six hours away? I actually would like to do some work thank you very much, because the week after next, I’m at outdoor school. too friggin’ busy.
Everybody is sick. It’s getting ridiculous. I’m sick, have a sore throat. Probably strep…again. But hey, what can yah do? I dunno. I’ve also come to the conclusion, that boys suck. I hate people who make a big deal out of everything, just to make you feel bad. I’m just like, suck it up, it’s life. It’s going to happen more than once, might as well learn from it.
my tummy was having the rumblies…that only hands could satisfy.
