Dimension Seven

> >Red Lipstick.. * > Faint white figures paint my sleep please don't tell my secrets, keep them hidden.

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Well Well Well

I am most definately enjoying these comments. I would LOVE to find my soulmate through astronomical facts, and over the internet. Maybe I'll meet a great guy who says he is 16, but when I meet him he is 40 and stuffs me into his trunk, only to take me to a faraway land, and kill me. That would be a fun time.
Please tell me you recognized the sarcasm.

*Falls off of chair*

But yes, the comments from Craig make my ego grow.
And soulmates don't exist, do they? I would love to find out more about that.

But here's a rant for you!

So I'm all prepared to do my carpe diem speech, and BAM my english teacher is sick, therefore, Mr. Alexander (the old one) taught us instead. I was outraged! My heart sank. Not that Mr. Alexander is a bad guy, he's a nutcase, and my oh my don't we love him to bits. It's just, I really wanted to be done with speech.
That was a crappy rant, I'm so ahsamed.
I need to get pissed off in order to be inspired.

I best be off, farewell...

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home