ladeez and gentlemenz,
bois and gals,

the black nail polish is chipping off my thumb
the sun shines through the agate casting a magenta glow over everything
the recorded voice of the 1920s mobster woman plays on a roll through my brain

and the cow jumped over the moon.

'Cause who'd wanna leave cyberland anyway? - Walls ain't so bad.
The dish and the spoon, for instance, they're down on their luck, they come knockin' on my doghouse door,and I said "Not in my backyard utensils, go back to china!"

the worlds shortest break up has come and gone. what is it with our grade and long-term relationships...? something ive noticed, everyone seems to be in it for the long run...or keep winding up with the same person.

its less than a month till my birthday...Seventeen aint so sweet...*starts singing R.J.A*

i should go and study.