I'm dying without indesign here.
I’m going to make it that way. It’s time for some changes, and I am going to make sure they happen. Yesterday was not ok. Not even close.
The Official Pimp,
your voice and the fantastic bass in Turn It Up make everything better. Oh. and did I mention those lyrics? “You can’t bear to look at my monkey magic.” Correction, I think I can. Easily. But I would rather be with my boyfriend. It’s cool your T.O.P. and I totally want to find you and give you a hug while you are studying English and living in LA (whenever that is...
Leave me alone.
Certain people need to get out of my life and stay that way. Others need to grow up and get a maturity level above a kindergardener. To all my friends, I will probably be fuming about these two things for the next few days. So… lunch table buddies, you shall hear about this tomorrow.
This chick is listening to niki minaj
top is so much better
I’m at schoooool ‘tis 7th hour
A little over a month ago you were sending me hate mail, and now you think you can follow me on tumblr?! Tumblr… my SAFE PLACE. Seriously, stop trying to ruin my life and go get your own. And I would like to thank hey-tribs for showing me how to block people on tumblr. ^_^ I guess I’m still new to tumblr still :p
The made up conversations in my head that I have...
Me: Tasha, stop pulling on the leash.
Me: Shut up and keep walking!
Tasha: But it's a SQUIRREL!
Me: I don't care, stop yanking my arm out of the socket.
Tasha: Hey, I know a joke! A squirrel walks up to a tree and says, "I forgot to store acorns for the winter and now I am dead." Ha! It is funny because the squirrel gets dead.
Me: You stole that from UP!
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Dear Mrs. Rast,
Yes… I did have a battle with the printer. :( I’m sorry it was crumply, but it was the best I could do at the time. The printer decided to print it all fine and dandy, suck it back up, eat it, and then spit it out at me. (Personification? No, it has a mind of it own. I am positive the thing can think for itself, and that demonic printer doesn’t think well of me.)
I WILL MISS YOU TUMBLR WHILE YOU ARE UNDER...
I’m such a sad excuse of a human. …or ‘yuman’ as Zimbardo would say.
STOP LOSING YOUR SHIT!
How on Earth do you expect our parents to give you a phone when you can’t keep track of anything… or at least keep track of it one piece. I don’t know if you realized this, but the setup to plug things into a mac is reallyfuckingannoying! And right now, stop barking at the dog, and just open the door so she will stfu. $#%$@#%#$% It’s okay, little brother. I know you are...