BOO.

Hey, look...

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It's been a while. Life's been decent. 

Ummm it's almost halloween.

What should I be?

So the reason why I never update is because I'm a boring person and I got a blogger. I'm not gonna duplicate my blogger posts on here because I'm too lazy, so if you want to go to it just go to memoriatenere.blogspot.com

And stuff. Byebye.

I am awake at 7:26 AM on a NOT-work day.
What the hell is wrong with me.

Annnnyyywwaaayyy.

Life. Is. Amazing.
As much nothing as I have been doing it is the most amazing nothing I have ever done, because I did the nothing with Tom and he's here for me and he has the best lips and eyes and face and hair and smile and everything ever in my life and in yours, too, whether you like it or not. I feel sick because I haven't been up so early since.... Monday and holy crap it's Thursday which means I have to go to sleep early for work tomorrow. Ima go find something to eat. Preferably toast. Later boiiz.

PS.
Kelso and Veronica will follow Luke in being the rulers of the world. If you have no idea what I'm talking about, it's best not to ask.

Things that I have acquired of late:

A taste for real old poetry
My first paycheck
A boyfriend (with whom I will rule the world)
Broken guitar (NO idea how it happened, but there's no fixing him.)
I've lost eight pounds which isn't really acquiring anything but it's good and it happened...

I got my hair cut and it looked really good yesterday but now I don't know how to get it to do that again.
MY HAIR IS TOO GREASY FOR BANGS AND I JUST TOOK A FREAKIN SHOWER LAST NIGHT, WTF.

I like it when I try to go for something and when I'm halfway through I find out that all of my efforts were in vain. It feels real nice, especially when it could have been prevented. Mmmmhm.

I have a headache. I can hardly breathe.
I can't type. No one knows right now that I need them.

I hurt pretty bad right now. My own boyfriend hasn't called me in a few days, I can't call him because I don't know where he is. I hope he's having a good fucking weekend.

Hi.
Moony's here, we're chillin and having lots of crumpets.

My favorite lyric ever:

You're a ho, girl
Yeah, you're a hobo

Um hi. I like stuff. Sometimes.
So yeah, I feel wicked awesome right now.
So badass. Yeah.

To update you folkses...

Getting a cellphone
Taking permit test wednesday
Getting my worker's permit in 2 weeks so I can work at McDonald's (Which is also badass)
Doing things.


I'll update with more interesting stuff l8r.

Alright.
Let this sound dumb.

I'm finding myself.
I love poetry and listening to my old music and some newly acquired tastes. I love unicorns and sock monkeys. I have a mcjob, a cell phone and I'm supposed to be getting my permit this coming wednesday. I don't drive very well so I probably shouldn't be allowed on the road. I don't think things over before I say them aloud. I am given way too many second chances that I don't take advantage of. I inherited my mother's sense of direction, so if we go on a road trip together be sure you know where we're gong and how to get there because I will be 0 help for you. I am unhealthy in every way but right now I'm really happy. I have four siblings, Bobby, Christine, Aaron, and William. I love them all more than anyone. I don't keep my promises, I make decisions people get frustrated with, I make people smile, I keep them alive in some cases... I sometimes make a pretty decent friend. I am depressed but have not been officially diagnosed. It's something you know you have. Vault makes me sick. I love the sims and will play it until the day I die. LOL FAG man makes my heart sing despite the derogatory language he is named for.

Beware LOLFAGman icon.

...

Yeah.
Stop nudging me now.

I just slathered cortaid all over my right hand... It can't hurt, can it? Well I'm doing alright, this time I'm positive I'm keeping my word. I'm going to see x-men with Tom, that should be interesting... the least I can do is bring my own drink so he doesn't have to like. Buy one for me.

Where do you live: Simple and Clean

Describe your first love: 12D3

What is your favourite thing to do: What You Waiting For?

Describe your current love/crush: A Glimpse Of Hell

What do you like to wear: NA NA NA

What is your challenge: B.L.O.S.S.O.M. (Do the right thing, I'm guessing.)

Who are your friends: Achilles Last Stand

Describe how you look: The Dark of the Matinee

What did you do last night: Organ Grinder

What is your goal in life: This Fire

What do you do when you're angry: Breathing

When do you have sex: Ghetto gospel

How do you want to die: Like Moths To Flame

What do you say to your parents: Hell Here

Where do you hang out: Larger Than Life

What do you think of society: Radio Song

Describe your most recent heartbreak: 19-2000 (soulchild remix)

What is your excuse for everything: A.D.I.D.A.S.

What are your thoughts on a Friday evening: Dope Hat

What is your unanswered question about life: Rich Girl...

What is your favourite colour: This Time around

What is your advice to the those less experienced: Don't Look Down ._. only good one so far... except the glimpse of hell one.

What would you rather do right now: Re-Hash

Describe your best friend: I Don't Like The Drugs

What's under your bed: Cast Your Heart

What is your most prized possession: Papercut

Where will you honeymoon: Man Research lolz...

What is on your to-do list: Give Me One Good Reason

Where would you rather be: The Velourium Camper II: Backend Of Forever

I R livin'.

And ready, Muds, for 666.
I promise.
I'm sorry I wont be there to see you run around like a chicken who just got a full view of Russel taking a shower.

Hi. My hair is sparkly but it looks like mold.

This weekend is going to be miserable. There is nothing to do. No one can come over, it's mother's day/chris's and my 11th month, and ... BLAH. Mum wants to go see poseidon on Mother's day, so I guess that will be cool. All I have are old birthday cards, deodorant, tootsie pops, a camera, face stuff, a telephone, and other various shit in my room... which is not helpful at all. HELP ME.

I HAVE TOOTSIE POPS.

Alright, I know where I'm supposed to be. EVERYWHERE getting my molecules rearranged by MUUUUUSSSSSSIIICCCCCCCCCCCCCCC I know what I'm doing. And Agnes Grey sounds like a bullfrog/chewbacca.

LEAVE ME YOUR NAME AND....

1. I'll respond with something random I like about you.
2. I'll tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I'll name something we should do together.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me (or just me).
5. I'll tell you my first/clearest memory of you.
6. I'll leave you a quote that is somehow appropriate to you.
7. I'll ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. If I do this for you, you must post this on your journal so you can do the same for other people.




shut up.