I'm in a good mood.
On break. School starts 1/26. 22nd Birthday 1/28.
Florida for a week starting tomorrow with my BFF A. EXCITEMENT.
I need a new layout.
I have a new DeviantArt account. Raw Orchid, delicious.
Should I teach English in Spain if I don't get into grad school for some reason?
ONWARD TO ACTUAL COHERENCY:
Ahhh yes. So, besides not dancing as much as I'd like over break (I am really unhappy about this and thusly dance for hours in my room daily), life/winter break is good. In lieu of explaining, I'll give visual aids.
9 PICTURE RECAP


HOWEVER, in the most important news of all, I am addicted to babymaker.com. I'm over here trying to have a personal fashion show and pack, but I am having a hard time resisting the urge to make babies. EJEMPLO, please.

I've been fighting the urge to do it with people I know, in a sort of superstitious type of way. Like shit can't come true if I pretend it on my own. I need psychological help.
I'm going to go pack, or try my hand at babies with Mark Walberg. I don't want to talk about that particular obsession. Thank me, Volvo baby-making site. You just got free advertising.
PS. I would very much like to address both Facebook Stalking and Indie music soon. Beware of these posts.
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Now playing: Why? - By Torpoedo Or Crohn's
via FoxyTunes
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