Maple Syrup

So, peeps. What's crackalackin'?

no no no no. I do not count that as news, expecially not of the entertaining type.

More like boring ol' ham.

ew.

andddddd, goodnight.

Ahh, what to do, what to do.

Any ideas?

Que?-you ask. I say: "Deal with it you old pony".
And then electricity zaps my blood and it's called caffeine but some call it liquid-joy, or legal-crack.
And yes, I have a baby in my house. Okay, two babies. But it's not like, weird or anyhting.

I don't know their names, and they're giggling and smacking things, and eating cookies that I threw in their directions.

Licorice flavored cookies.

Oh, one is called Sarah. I think I'll name the other one Madeline, and force into my sister's yellow beret.

Carmen Sandiego is coming up in conversations far too much for it to be normal. But when is life ever normal?

And my ESP is proven day in and day out. And I closed all the doors, so I can hear it when people change rooms.

All of this just to say, friggin 'ell, ma goddamned art assignment is easy, and I frickin' have no motivation, and I'm losing %5 each day.

And my rash cleared up.

31. My hair grew out even more

32. My room is 90% finished.

I forgot those on the list :D

And then I have a pic that proves both, when I realized I had a webcam on my PC. I like, only ever take webcam things on my Mac, and it never occurred to me that a PC would have it too. Although it's weird. Has weird themes. Like this theme. I'm not even sure what to call it. Airport? So random, PC, so random.






SEE! lights and bits and curtains and orange and mirrors, and if you look at the upper right hand side, there's a blow up picture of my mommy and me when I was like, three.

My hair was longer when I was three than it is now. So sad.

Anyways, I'm a happy happy persona now, with a lack of stormyness and all that jazz, instead to be replaced by love and rainbows. Not sure whether to thank the paint, or my friends for that. probably politer to thank the friends :)

Especially since two of them actually painted my bedroom with me, which was handy, as I'm not very tall, and my celine is higher when I'm trying to paint it.

Thank goodness every human is built differently. Imagine what the world would look like if everyone was 5'5"? It would be weird. I like 6 foot people too much :D

I'm quite thirsty, I do believe. And I happen to have change. But I'm not sure if I should get orange juice, which is wonderful and sour and sweet and is like liquid happiness, or a mocha, which would match my badassness today. I'm wearing faded black skinny jeans and an over sized grey, holey, man sweater, and my hair is all pulled back.

Orange juice vs mocha. Tough choice.

Tough. Choice.

I think orange juice might win :D

So, lets see what happened since Christmas:

1. I fell in love with Kyle Burns.

2. I painted my nails green to show my Slytherin pride.

3. Talie may or may not have something similar to a boyfriend of the type.

4. Maggie's stalkee became a stalker.

5. ZeReHeaWo lost one unrequited lovee.

6. And then gained another.

7. And then gained the first one back.

8. I made cinnamon buns.

9. They sucked.

10. I started film class.

11. And art class.

12. And a comic book class.

13. And archeology.

14. I memorized the alphabet.

15. Charley got back in touch. Again.

16. My bank account went from in the thousands to... $36.

17. I had a dream about my sister's fish dying.

18. My sister's fish died.

19. I discovered that I have ESP.

20. There was another solar flare, and my grandmother swore it was the aliens.

21. I wrote a really crappy essay in an hour and a half, the day it was due.

22. I found out that my 30 year old, way-out-of-my-age-range lovee is actually 20, and much, much more attainable now.

22.5. And he said I looked like a 6 year old. Not exactly sexy.

23. I went to an art gallery and became cultured.

24. I had about eleven epiphanies.

25. I've been obsessively stalking DracoxHermione fanfictions.

26. I joined a running class, one step closer to becoming a WSG

27. I've come up with a master plan to be a WSG -meaning wilderness sex goddess.

28. I came into contact with him again.

29. I lost contact with him again.

30. I resurrected Slade.



Yes, look at that crazy, eventful list. How did it fit in a whole month and a half? I don't even know. So eventful. So crazy.

Cough.





PICTURE OF KYLE BURNS:





Look at that fabness. One day, I will meet him, and he will fall madly in love with me, and then we will elope to Switzerland, and wear lederhosen, and he can take emo photos of his reflection, and I will be in the background, with pigtail braids being fierce, and as we are both wearing lederhosen, it will be beautiful, and then little happy cookie people will sing us awake everyday, instead of birds and or alarm clocks, and then they will be our breakfast, and delicious.

And I'm slightly mad and have the urge to dance whilst crosseyed.

Yes, mad indeeeed.

Terra