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Squid Glasses by *Bobsmade

if my vision was screwy i'd want glasses like these ->

hmm even so. i still want them


i think i could pull them off
i just need a bit of a haircut first.

Monsoon

I'm feeling adventurous today.

i already survived a monsoon this week, maybe there will be another one for me to run through

i've been watching a lot of dead like me
makes me think.
i wonder what people would say at my funeral
hopefully good things.

Dope kicks - train sketch by *t-wei

then again, i've never head of a funeral where something bad is mentioned about the person "Millie was a real bitch in the office, but when it came to partying man was she a slut-whore"

no.
that just doesnt happen.


ps. did you notice the word 'fun' is in funeral? (see i made it easier to find the word fun)
as depressing as they are someone should make them fun. but not in the "lets hire a clown" kind of way.
thats not fun, just plain odd and weird.

[backspace]

my backspace key sticks now.
i'm not sure why
but it sure is inconvenient

blue box

kraft macaroni and cheese bitches.

i bet she likes mac and cheese

repetition

There's a saying that often goes "history repeats itself"
which it does.

Senior year of  high school i ran for president of the art club, and the national art honors society. both of which i didnt win.

this year i ran for senior rep.
of which i did not win.

this is going to be the one time i'm going to express how upset i am.
which is incredibly upset to the point i almost broke down reading that i lost. lets recap how my day is going so far:
12:00am - the return of the computer virus
12:23am- cannot register for classes for some odd reason
12:24 am- the class i wanted filled
2:00 am- computer virus taken care of
3:00 am - fell asleep for a nap
11:17 am.- over slept said nap
12:00 pm.- discovered Alex won.
12:39 pm- blog

Border- giantrobotsociety01 by HOON

I never win anything and i thought i finally had a chance. nope. Naturally.
and I knew this would happen too.
she had a better speech
everyone likes her more
she's perfect for it.
but i would have been too.

i just want to go back to sleep and act like none of this ever happend. i don't feel like going to class i'm just super upset. story. of. my. life.
i should just get over it and not look back.

Going Viral

My computer's over its Virus.

i'm nervous as hell.

Open up the sky by: yuumei

Our speeches got sent out. Alex's was 6 times longer than mine and sounded so much better. I mean SOO much better. Like if you shopped at IKEA for everything in your small London flat instead of at wal-mart. Hell i'd vote for her. I'm 80% sure she's going to win. (that extra 20% is just there so i have some ray of hope left, )
i've been going around asking people to vote for me. i usually get one of two answers:
     a.  Yeah
or
     b.  i'm not sure who else is running? Oh Alex? ssssss ooooo. That's tough. I'm not sure.

I know that the ones who chose option [b] are saying that for one of two reasons.
     a.  they've already decided on voting for alex, but they don't want to upset me. (how nice. not really*)
or
     b. they honestly cannot decide. like the difference between coconut's milk and coconut milk.

* i'd rather know who isnt voting for me this way I can have a better idea who to smooze up too.

those who picked option [a] i feel like are only saying that so i don't have to keep asking them.
i'm pretty sure i've told the same person to vote for me like 8 times in one hour.

point is. i'm extreamly nervous. a little scared to. but not "someone hid a spider in my bag seconds before i fill my mouth with candy" scared.
i hate it when people tell me not to sweat it. this is a huge deal to me and this is something that cannot be purely "sweated out."

after our trip to the city tomorrow we'll know who they picked. oh god i hope i get it.


i'm so nervous i've used references to the high school show's i've done.
man i'm lame.


Well in the highly unlikely event that a Student of Syracuse University's Theatre Design/Technical Theatre department see this. Vote for me. I'll blog about it.

remember me?

i would always let you get your food first
we played on the playground together
we shared secrets.
      that doesn't happen anymore.
we would have sleep overs
play games
make videos
      that doesn't happen anymore.
i was there when when things got scary
you were there to lie for me
we protected each other
      that doesn't happen anymore.
You're growing up to fast. Stop. Its weird and i don't like it.
you can drive a car, you're out of high school, you have a boyfriend, you're going to college.

I miss you a lot.