January 2009
I almost deleted this.
Since I’m sure no one reads it. But then I realized, this is a place where I can rant and write whatever I’m thinking. And if people read it, more power to them.
But that’s not all I realized today.
Yes, it’s story time. (;
I read blogs. If you’re reading this, then you might too. Ha. I was reading something today and I clicked this link and it took me to...
I was on Yahoo...
When I came across this, ‘Peanut becomes a pariah’. Now, at first I had to look twice because ‘pariah’/’Mariah’. Pretty close. Kind of. But then it made me think… I freaking love peanut butter. And it’s horrible that it’s contaminated. Good thing I’m not dead. Right?
I wish I was a little bit taller...
…I wish I was a baller.
Okay, maybe not. I do wish I was taller though. And I wish I was normal.
Normal? Why? Isn’t it better to be different? You know, be your own person.
Of course it is. But that’s not what I’m saying. Everyone is different and if you look hard enough you’ll realize that, but anyway.
I’m talking about my fears and stuff.
Like, really....
Something, something, something...crazy bald head.
Nickasauar’s cover of ‘Coconut Juice’ is pretty much amazing.
Writing this is going to be like talking to myself. Why? Because no one else will read this. No one ever reads what I have to say. And I’m used to it. Oh well.
I’m tired. I’ll do whatever I have to for school, but nothing more. I don’t feel good and the last thing I want to do is sit at a...