waste of deathx3 (1:03:16 PM): go with ur gut instinct
Reptimaniac45 (1:03:45 PM): my gut instinct says to jump off a building, it also says i can fly
Yesterday I wrote free-hand and turned it into poem form. I haven't done that in ages. It started out as talking about how angry I was with my parents, but ((as free handing usually does)) went into something a bit more serious. Click this to read it.
Soo today I had to cheer at a game in Woodmore. It was the most fun I'd had at a game so far. It was hot though, and there were a lot of bees. Alyx got stung. There was this hott guy taking pictures for Woodmore. Savannah spent the whole game trying to get his picture, but he was too far away and none of the little kids would do it for her. So at the end of the game she gives me the camera and we go to find him. Me and her ran up and I tapped him on the shoulder and said, "We think you're hott, can we have your picture??" He let us take one. Then we got on the bus and we were all looking at his picture and he walks by.. so Alyx asks him if he has a sn. He comes to the bus door and the bus driver wouldn't open it to get on our nerves  . He did though cuz we yelled at him .. we found out the guy's name was TJ and we all got his sn. I snuck in another picture. As we were pulling out I yelled "BYE TJ!" and he waved, but I got in trouble for yelling. Oops.
No worries, though. Karl's hotter. 
And he's so totally coming to see me today. I'm uber excited.  He makes me happy.
Well anyhoo.. I got home and was getting my stuff out of my duffel bag and there was a cricket in my room. Those who know me well know crickets are one of my biggest fears. So I freaked and got my dad to kill it ... it was half-dead and missing a leg. There's a cricket leg in my room somewhere. Extremely disgusting.
The football game's tonight. I'm only going if dad goes. And if dad goes, it'll be hard to avoid him and hang out with Karl. Not cool.
My mom's ordering me pizza. Woot woot.
**<33 | 
.
