sim simma, whos got the keys to my bimma?!

that was jonathon when he was about a year old. Learning how to walk. I am testing this photobucket thing, so… yeah. wooot.

Hiding sucks. I hate feeling like i have noth ing to say that anyone wants to hear and caring about it in the first place. And I hate that when i do decide to open up i feel like regretting it and having a fit because I regret it.

I guess thats what happens when you’re a nut.

I’m about to say WHO CARES and go back to my completely open take it or leave it boring or whatever it may be style. I miss feeling like i don’t have things holed up inside of my head. There is something to be said about brain vomit and allowing everyone to leer at it and say "gross!" and run away.

ha ha.

I don’t know. *sigh*

liiiiiiiife.

I got my new stereo put in. it has too many buttons and i don’t know what to do.

i had to clean out a bank account for fear of carlos stealing all my money. i hate him.

ha ha, my mom was all "if you want him dead, i can make it happen"

oh, if only he could just die.

it’s the one black evil cloud in my heart. if he was dead, it would go away.

gonna go look into divorces soon, as soon as i get a few more things buttoned up.

it’s amazing how much i simply DO NOT CARE.

i’m gonna go play the Sims. I have the new expansion pack (of course it’s pre-ordered and I’m cerazy!) and it’s got some super cute stuff on it. so yahoo skip along now doggies!!!!

oh, and dance dance revolution is my new crack. that stuff is fun! and i did it for two hours and my legs didn’t even hurt the next day.

hee hee hee

ha ha ha