well it's 9:30pm and i'm home and physicsboy (ashley, ashley, not physicsboy... man, what a friggin' killer smile...) said that tomorrow's the last possible day to give it in, DAMMIT. gah.
On a general note- i don't have any probs. none. i'm very tired, yes. overworked, extremely. stress, unbelievably. prone to violent outbursts of emotion and much ado with knives, probably. but no problems. i get irritated easily, and wouldn't you, if you were doing the crapload of things i am? but i'm having a good time- with friends, with strangers, with my own little mind. :) it's all a game. just depends how willing you are to stick with the rules.
John was being sweet today. hope he comes to the play. :) wanna go to his standup/karaoke thing. he looks like he'd be a good teddybear. :) pity i was too tired to fulfill my horoscope today, but there'll be other times...
like tomorrow... :)
OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!! >:) whose house... RUN'S HOUSE... I SAID WHOSE HOUSE.... RUN'S HOUSE... WHOSE HOUSE (SAY WHAT?) RUN'S HOUSE (SAY WHAT?) MARTIN! MARTIN! How y'all feelin'!? >:)
see y'all after the essay. or probably during >:)
now I'm not looking for a clearer conscience, or forgiveness for the things i do, but before you come to any conclusions, try walking in my shoes... you stumble in my footsteps...
good luck, little girl. >:)
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