Pinky,
Dude just cos i think Milo Ventimiglia is hot, does not mean that i want to be a character that he has played. If you had to choose you could have made me Peter because then i would at least have an awesome power. (btw Peter is his character from heroes and his power is absorbing other people's just by being around them)
Anyway what's up buttercup? -I dont know why i said that it just popped into my head. I think i may be a little bit slappy... Okay a lot slappy. Its not my fault... Okay it is my fault but i didnt sleep last night because i started being a night owl again like i usually do during summer break but my mommy is not letting me do that anymore so i stayed up so that tonight i can go to sleep early and then wake up early. That is if fanfiction doesnt call to me in the middle of the night. I think that i may be obsessed. Last time i was grounded from the computer, this was in ninth grade and before i had my wonderful iPhone, i seriously think that i suffered from withdrawals. I mean how cruel can someone be to take away fanfiction, im, facebook, and myspace, a wikipedia from a dorky teenager. Okay im over it.
Im tired. My mom made me go outside this morning for an hour trying to get me used to the heat for this fourth of july parade that i have to march in. I dont think today was the best day to do that because the temperature was 84 degrees not counting the breeze blowing through, it felt like hawaii.
Whenever i listen to Rocket Ship by Shiny Toy Guns i get all depressed.
The quote is from Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. I know that cos i looked it up online. Guess which website. Ill give you a hint its up where i listed all the websites that i frequently go to, or used to go to seeing as how i havent been to myspace since like forever ago.
I believe this is all i have to say so Adios.
The Brain
PS Can we get away far away leave this place will you come with me are you down to turn your world around its you and me tonight
Thursday, June 24, 2010
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