i can’t stop laughing. and smiling. and moving.
my insides are jello. but i like it.
things that were said are replaying in my mind.
i just want to hop in my car and drive a hundred miles.
going 70, because thats the new speed limit.
maybe even 5 over.
even if nothing comes of this,
I will still be happy.
Okay maybe not exactly happy,
but not bitter.
I love life.
I love it i love it i love it.
yeahhhh, i have mono. makes sense why ive felt like crap for over 2 weeks. ive missed everyday of school. i pretty much dont exist. cool. so thats it, kbye.
right now im next to a trashcan in an airport. cool. the guys just changed it. over top of me. i feel like hell i want to go home. our flight is delayed AN HOUR. you dont know how much that pissed me off. my back hurts. jk everything hurts.
wanna know what pisses me off? well too bad.
- when you can’t sleep in a chair
- when people sit next to you and keep moving
- when people walk next to you
- when people stare
- when the only plug is by the trash can
- when people crunch on hard candies
- when people are in my way
- when people talk really loud
- when little girls DANCE in front of you
- when people dont use turn signals
- when people drive with 2 feet
- when people criticize your family
- when youre sick on vacation
- when youre on a vacation you dont want to be on
- ugly pictures of yourself
- ugly people
- dry hands
- not being home
- bra straps hurting you
the list goes on and on. but i just hate everyone and everything especially lightning and being in florida. i hate florida. i hate you.
jk i like you sometimes.
jokes. i feel like hell. i go outside and im too hot, i come inside and something about this place makes me feel even worse. i cant believe this is my last week of summer. SO KEWL. i have a whole book left to read and 2 papers to write but i just cant do it. i hate when ghetto people use “q” instead of “g”. THEYRE 2 DIFFERENT LETTERS. this girls status today was “i just LOVE it when people add my friends, which they DON’T know. Stalker level 10.” so yeah, this chick added me and im pretty sure i have no idea who she is, other than the fact that we have a million and 2 mutual friends… hmmm hypocritical much? im just in an all around bitchy mood. i apologize.
It’s only my soul, It’s only my heart
And it’s only love Grace Potter and the Nocturnals
I’m here. Sitting on the computer. Enjoying the sights in Ft Myers beach. I love old ladies with hunchbacks, they’re quite ogre-ish, like my good friend Sam Ravn. I love old ladies in bikinis, and families of speedos. I enjoy the old men who aren’t really black, although they coulda fooled me. I also enjoy the lack of cute boys, over the age of 7. WAIT, WHAT IS THIS I SEE?! COULD HE BE MY AGE?! Maybe… he has a nice body. So I hope he’s my age. I should probably go outside… wait. he just put on a fedora. wtf. Actually it doesn’t look too bad on him… I feel like such a creep because I keep staring at people then continue typing. Oh no, cute boy is leaving. Maybe he’ll come back to me. We had a real connection, through the sliding glass door. HE’S BACK. He has girly mannerisms. That explains the fedora. Gosh, someone tell speedo child to get some real swim trunks, and while your at it, tell his father too. I wish I was a little kid again so making friends would be easy. Time to read farenheit 451. almost done :) school in a week and two days? wtf. oh well imma go now. kthanksbye.