I'm not really sure what I want to say, I really don't. Went shopping for groceries, so ridiculous. My glasses are dirty. Gross. I think I'm feeling less sick. I really should have gone back to bed this morning though. Went for a walk. Felt good. Stood outside chopping ice for way to long. I feel productive today. It's good. Then I helped make supper. Brother and grandmother are making caramel corn. Gross but it entertains them. Listening to an American Hi-Fi CD, rather unimpressed. I wish I could have gone out tonight with you but I'd rather take care of myself. Some may argue that going out is the way to do it, but I disagree. Watched Finding Neverland the other day. Why must that movie be so sad? Geesh!
I miss the puppy a lot. It sucks. Whatever. I love you!
I'm moving in with you, because you made it okay to breakdown in the middle of gym class, at a bowling alley. It's the story of our lives.
*yawn*
Here's a song. I dislike it. But I like it at night. Makes sense no?
Also why didn't you shave your head? That would have made my life!
Bad quality. Get over your selves.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FlN48Qlt0w0
Know the definition of work. Know about the real world. Know everything you can. It will help you in the long run. Never underestimate the power of knowledge. But above all never underestimate the power of love.
Love,
This.
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