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Sunday, November 30, 2003

 
I feel like dying. but in a good way... i think.

damn mood swings. i swear to god i was on a high about an hour ago. its funny how things warp like that.

what, am i in like... 7th grade again? i must be retarded. why do i have 2 tests this week? is this a conspiricy?

my mouth hurts. for totally different reasons, having nothing to do with diamonds...... whoahhhhhhhhhhhhhh nevermind. yeah, you got it. i tried to shove 300000000000000 diamonds in my mouth. you just watch, i can do it.

did i mention that my legs hurt too? it has nothing to do with the diamonds (ew) but its related... in general... i think? what just happened? they hurt like the time i went to seattle for the weekend in august to stay with sasha... and spend the night with andrew and keyan. (if you dont know, dont ask, cause im sure as hell not gonna tell.)

ooh. baracuda! that was bitchy.

FUCK. im tired.

God, look at me, its 'hypochondriac day' or something... at least it is in my book.

anybody know the REAL name of stacy's mom from the video? hm... get on that.

did i mention that i feel yucky? thought id share. man, this blogger sounds like dinner at the lewis house...

i JUST realized that on the phone today, i practically told the story of my fucked up life/family, in addition to saying "like" 500000000000000000000000000000000000000000000000 times.

do i exaggerate waaaaaaaaay too much?
here's something to make up for that:

Karma police, arrest this man
He talks in maths
He buzzes like a fridge
He's like a detuned radio

Karma police, arrest this girl
Her Hitler hairdo is
Making me feel ill
And we have crashed her party

This is what you get
This is what you get
This is what you get when you mess with us

Karma Police
I've given all I can
It's not enough
I've given all I can
But we're still on the payroll

This is what you get
This is what you get
This is what you get when you mess with us

And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself

For for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
For for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
Phew, for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself



does my attitude scare you? hm... scares me...

cruel cruel world, youre going to have to keep me up alllllllllll night...





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