| | it is official...i look like a retarded reptile with this hairstyle and i'll be doing something teh different by next week...i promise!
so...we started dancing in shoes in show choir and i'm amazed that we're actually starting to resemble a choir...i just hate how the people who really need the rehearsals are moaning and groaning about it. it feels eerily similar to cyrano in the fact that everyone is trying to be a leader. and there are so many leaders we ran out of followers a long time ago...an example of the best ivers-ism ever:
TOO MANY EFFING CHIEFS...NOT ENOUGH INDIANS!
but oh well...we'll make it...i think...i hope...
don't you hate it when you find your self settling for one thing when the thing you really want is not too far in the distance. and the thing that you really want starts moving further and further away?...am i really the only one?...boys are confusing...
who alls going to fort osage? it better be a big bucket of fun or i'll die a horrible flaming, worse than losing a limb, death.
to the loo,
~**stephanie b. pimpin**~
^^^can you believe i actually used to use that as my signature? i was such a cool seventh grader! |
| | Posted 1/25/2006 9:20 PM - 1 view - 2 comments
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