Crud biscuit, now I have to freakin go to a 8th grade graduation rehearsal!
Bleh.
Romeo, save me.
HAHAHAHAHA! I'm playing Perfect, and the audio paused for a minute, so it went, "now we can't go...BACK!" and accented the back. Well, it was funny when it played.
Stfu, Sungminnie.
I'm sorry, I can't be perfect!
Awwww, so sad. This be my song, yo.
Or it would be if anyone actually took any notice of what I do.
Actually, I think Imperfect Girl fits me better.
Ah, that song is surrounded by tradgedy! I tried to find it on iTunes AND I COULDN'T!!!!! WAAAAAHHHHHHHH!
*tears stream down cheeks*
I think Carlisle is like Ukitake.
Seeing how they're both all kind and all.
And they have lived for a vair vair long time.
Crap! I really don't want to go to rehearsal. It'sa be a frackin pain. Well, at least I can flirt with John. But still. Honestly, he's cute! Mwah! Unforchee, his mom said he's'a stay in solitary confinement during high school as well. More's the pity.
Oh yeah! I met my guidance counceller today!
She was nice.
But.
AAAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUU PURPLE FUCK BUTTER I'M FRIGGIN SCARED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I suppose I must hie myself hence from this fair computerre.
Even though I have not yet listened to Imperfect Girl.
Or Me Against The World.
Well, one more song cain't hurt, now cain it?
Eh.
I wanna go biking.
Let us see if I can slip out unnoticed.
Fare thee well!
xoxoxo~♥~
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