Yesterday:
Last day of school
We watched two movies
I brought my cell and IMed all day ^^'''
Movies: Barnyard, Hoot
Didn't pay attention much at all
We didn't have a party because: My classmates are dumb
They expected me: To bring pizza
My reaction: YEAH RIGHT! Keep dreaming!
It rained all day
I forgot: My coat and umbrella
I got: Wet T.T
Feeling: Bleh.......
My eye: Still red for the second day
Today:
I'm going to the Nutcraker with my mom
feeling: Sickish/stomach hurts
emotions: Excited
I got to the Nutcracker every year! It's a tradition! ^^ They always have sparkling cider and gingerbread cookies!
Eyes: Still red and gives me a headache
I need: to wash my hair
I also need: Something to help my stomach T.T
IT'S CHRISTMAS VACATION FINALLY!!!!!!!!!!
If i missed your site yesterday I'm sorry and I visited them and commented today. Yes I'm that dedicated to my friends *Peace sign* jk jk ^^''
I was doing more boring HSPT stuff
I fell asleep while gramps was checking it
Woke up with a stomachache thus the earlier complaints.
Quote:
Gramps still has it and i'm sick of saying this!! *goes to take book back*
Conversation:
Where is my book?!
G: I gave it back to you
No you didn't
G: Oh then i don't know where it is. I'll look for it tomorrow.
Ok.......
Emotions: Irritated/Grr-ish
*looks for it*
*found it on a table under a pile of papers*
FINALLY!!!
"It is hard for a decent person to stay angry at someone who has burst into tears, which is why it is often a good idea to burst into tears if a decent person is yelling at you."-????
Mmmkay now that that is settled Moving on>>>>>>>>>>
Quetions:
1) I had one then lost it! Um.....You on vacation yet?
2) Fav movie?
3) I hate when i forget important questions and end up remembering them to late! You?
4) Do you like sparkling cider?
Now that i've talked so much about sparkling cider i'm craving it. *gets sparkling cider* It should help my stomach actually.
Pic:
Icons:
The real pic:
Have a nice day and grab a candy cane on your way out!
Oh and here is my song!
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song.
[lauryn]
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style,
And so I came to see him and listen for a while.
And there he was this young boy, stranger to my eyes,
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song.
I felt all flushed with fever,
Embarrassed by the crowd,
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud.
I prayed that he would finish,
But he just kept right on strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song
[clef]
Yo l-boogie, take it to the bridge
[lauryn]
(bust it)
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
Singing my life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song,
Killing me softly with his song,
Telling my whole life with his words,
Killing me softly with his song.
Strumming my pain with his finger, yeah he was . . .
[shoutouts and fade]
A.J.
Hmm.....