Thursday, March 12, 2009

Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Bobba tea is good.

It really is.
Brazillian smoothies are kinky.
and kinky sounds fun.
Oh shucks.

Monday, March 2, 2009

"In love! You know, dizzy and feverish and nausea."

"That's not love Jacks, that's the flu."
"Well at least I'm trying, you big cynic."

Ha...But wouldn't dizzy and feverish and nausea be nice?

a little?

Saturday, February 28, 2009

"She's...sturdy"

"I want to climb her."
BWHAHA! that 70's show just makes me so happy. =)

Thursday, February 26, 2009

THIS IS HOW MONO FEELS.


It is true. Don't kiss me. Don't touch me, sanitize the drinking fountains baby I'M in the room!!!
(I don't drink out of drinking fountains for the record.)

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

What does today have in store for us?

So class is over, and not gunna let someONE (GRRRR) bug me today.
Just gunna wait for boy to get happy. =P
Cause it'll be good.
I just made a juice mess.
And decided that I need to keep up with school. Just make sure that I'm doing what I want.
Not science. And I just need to push until it's done and ENJOY what I'm doing.  find something to enjoy about everything in life, right? not just wait wait wait, cause then look at how much time you've wasted!
Haha, message to a BRAT.
Something already amazing about today: how GOOD the purple juice looks in a glass cup. =)
Gunna make today good and just go do something!!!
Muah muah!
(i wanna kiss.=( no, just a huge hug...that sounds good...SOO good! haha!)
ME!

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

=) then he died of kidney problems.


PAPER GOT FINISHED! haha, yeah. done. zilchism.

My inards are eating themseles. But not in the pleasant your stomach is soon gunna have a hole in it cause you're not eating way...in a "I'm prepping you for when you give BIRTH!!! MWAHAHAAA!" that kind. =/ it hurts.

Nothing much has happened since 1 am this morning.

Just thought I'd mention to no-one that...the paper got done.

yup........I need a date for some tea...that sounds good. =) when my stomach starts eating itself correctly. the stomach part of me. like so i'm not exploded of soup. never eating that crap again. ever. =/

Kay, bye