update
For some reason, I’ve not wanted to write in here lately. Maybe I’m finally realizing that OD fucks with communication when you use it as I do far too often. Of course, that makes it really hard for me to think of what I DO want to write in here. So I’m managing to make an entry out of the fact that I don’t know what to make an entry out of. Sweet. 😀 Ooooh lookit this:
Songs that Remind You of:
1 Your Mom: Bleecker Street, Simon and Garfunkel
2 Your Dad: When IÂ’m 64, Beatles
3 Best Friend: Birdhouse in your Soul, They Might Be Giants
4 One you adore: When You Come Back Down, Nickel Creek
5 The Past: King of Wishful Thinking, Go West
6 The Future: When the Children are Asleep, from Carousel
7 Death: Someday, Nickelback
8 Love: Music of my Heart, *NSYNC and Gloria Estefan
9 Sex: IÂ’ll Make Love to You, BoyzIIMen
10 Hate: Song for the Dumped, Ben Folds Five
Teehee. There are definitely jokes in there. They honestly ARE songs that remind me of each category, but (more often than not) because of association more than lyrics, and then to look at the lyrics–sometimes they’re strangely amusing in the context. I’m done. 😛
Anyways.
*shrugs* I’m hungry, it’s nearly lunchtime. Bio scares the living shit out of me, and I just hope to God that I pass it. I will never take it again. Except I will. Cause I have to. Perhaps Animal Physiology will be better for me. *hopes* *doubts* Ah well. Angst for a later date. I’m worried about Aaron being here next year. I know logically that things will be hard but they will probably be good, but the concept of my two very separate worlds colliding like that is a bit daunting. Lessee. Whatelse. Um…I have a single now, since Kelly’s dating Brandon officially (:-P), so that’s cool. Wish I could take advantage of it, if you know what I mean….*wink* *nudge* *sigh* Heh. Annnnd….um….I have a lab report, two papers, a take home exam, and two final exams all to take/due between Tuesday and Sunday of next week. That will be less than fun. But I’m SO CLOSE. Summer. Ah….:)
Out.
lol…indeed, it would be nice to be able to use that single space:-P I miss you em…((hugs)) I can understand what you mean about how OD can mess with your emotions and self-expression. Anyway…I’m excited to see you. Talk to you soon~
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When does summer begin?
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*huggles* Em, you iss okay. …it is going to be weird, but I know you can make it work. 🙂
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RYN: Yeah, my dad was 20 and my mom was 19 when I was born. However, that doesn’t mean they’ll be any less pissed off when they find out that I too have gone and gotten pregnant at a young age. Though this pregnancy was somewhat planned. I was a total, “Oh shit!” baby. =P
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I’ve been reading some of your old entries (sorry if that sounds creepish, i guess i was just bored and clicking on links on your front page, and then exploring from there?) and a lot of it is frighteningly familiar. I’ve written/thought/said so many of the same things verbatim…
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