| wooow haha great, I remembered my password for this!! anyways, yeah... long time, no see, right? . extra time, so decided to get on whatever uhmmm.... dunno, it's been a while, so much has happened, I can't write it on here!!! suffice to say that life has been great amazing awful busy sour sweet new wonderful frustrating teary funny lovely confusing pretty much all-around crazy. |
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| haha It's weird how no one seems to be on xanga anymore... now it's all myspace. Even I haven't been on here for a while. Soo... is anyone actually reading this? |
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| Today was a really great day... :] |
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Just My Luck
By Lindsay Lohan, Chris Pine, Faizon Love, Samaire Armstrong, Bree Turner, Missi Pyle, Makenzie Vega, Carlos Ponce, Tom Fletcher (III), Danny Jones, Harry Judd, Dougie Poynter, Tovah Feldshuh, Jaqueline Fleming, Dane Rhodes, Mikki Val, Ira Hawkins, J.C. Sealy, Marcus Hester, Ameer Baraka
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hahaha Sometimes it cracks me up to think of the things going through other people's heads. Sure, I can be weird, and I'm sure everyone else thinks I'm crazy sometimes.... but in your own head you have reasons for everything (or mostly everything?) and you know what logic you're following. You think your own thoughts, so you usually understand yourself. But trying to follow other people's thoughts is bizarre. You sort of think you know what they're thinking, then it turns out to be something completely different and unexpected, something that totally catches you off guard. It's like you suddenly landed on another planet with no oxygen tank and everything starts spinning in wild colors as you swim through the atmosphere... But it's still sort of funny in it's odd little way. You have to stop for a second and think ' wait. what's going on?? what am I doing here?' before you can make sense of it. Maybe it's just life's way of making a joke? hahah... |
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| yay!! mrs. farinacci is staying at the high school!!! :] ~ someone said it rained today and everything was washed away all the hasty scribbled words fill the sky with star-black birds nothing left, all gone now I wipe the blood from your brow tender hands caress my soul but still I wish my heart was whole ~ sorry it's kind of dark....... haha. |
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