Hey loves, It's just me, writing for a while to update you, and to tell my true feelings about current events/things that are going on in my life. None, actually most of none of you, read this so... yeah.
At the moment, I am listening to Panic! at the Disco, yet singing a different song in my head. My newly earned flowers upstairs are blooming beautifully in a glass vase that is my mothers. My hair is in curls, and the hairspray that is holding it together is starting to itch uncomfortably.
Dreams, recent ones I've had were:
a.) a dream about Flushed Away (that new movie with the rats), where I watched the whole movie in my head.
b.) a dream where I looked totally Hot (which in my mind is: not overweight, no zits, no glasses or braces, totally awesome clothes, and tall. None of which I am.) and me and Joe Jonas (of the Jonas Brothers) fell in love and met at a pretzel vendor, where Nick was filling his junk-food craving. lol, no?
As an update about the play that I'm in, we have our last performance tommorrow. I've made so many new friends, its awesome. And to get into the girls dressing room, which we go into 24/7, we have to use a password. And all of the following are considered okay as our password:
a.) estrogen
b.) v****a
c.) or bloody tampon.
yes, we are childish, but, it's fun. So when my parents came to pick me up, I had to go and change, but they wouldn't let me in, even though my parents said we had to hurry. I got frusterated and yelled, "v****a!!!" and they all of the other girls changing were laughing their heads off, while,like, 3 of the guys in the play were standing there. And as the only chance to never know the password, I ruined it, and they, also, started laughing their heads off. So they started running around screaming, "v****a!!"
Ah, being childish, what fun. *Ahem* And to get off of that subject, two of my friends, and maybe more, like the same guy. And they don't know that each-other likes him, so I'm afraid that they'll both ask him out and he won't know what to do, and he'll spaz and everyone will feel rejected. Great, another thing to happen that seems like it should be in a motion picture.
I just got word about one of our friends, who mysteriously vanished. She's gone to rehab (or something like it), and she's going to get better. She used to get high and smoke and cut herself and burn herself. (None of which I do, because there's cooler ways to die, and because I've been threatened with my life before, and, hey, it's not fun.)
Well, that's about all the time we have, so I'll have to leave all of you now. All none of you. Love to all of those who are reading this. Ah, 8th Grade Drama.
Byes
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