12/6/08

as of 13 minutes ago.

i wish it was chirstmas already so my mom would buy me the whole damn american apparel store idk.
and the MF HD powder and camouflage palette.
i think i'm going to make a wish list and post it here for vainitys sake or in the hopes that maybe someone will see it and send me all the things i want. i'm looking at you, anonymous stalkers who acctually care what i think.

it's late and i have to get up at 8 tomorrow,
my sleeping patterns have been really off latley.
i had this really unnerving dream like a week ago and i haven't been able to sleep well since. i've only told one person about it but i really feel like i'm just stuck you know? it's not a fun feeling to have.

i just went back and added puntuation to this post. i feel like i'm really inconsistent with that. one day i'm going to not capitolize and forget a period on a test and i am going to blame it on the internet.

i have 50 blog views. i know all of you internet savy kids are probably scoffing at that but idgaf. i think that's pretty good for not telling anyone i know that this blog even exists, heh. i think it's more of an open diary for myself and anyone else insane enough to read it.

my posts are never cohesive, and i make no attempt to tie them in together, i'm not really that creative. i told some guy about how boring i was the other day as he massaged my thigh idk that probably sounded really weird.

when i go on google it tells me that i'm signed into my aim email when the hell did that happen. i've been constantly having google spell check most of the words i type on here bc i can't spell to save my life and i don't want to let everyone on the internet know that i guess i just did.
goodnight.