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the world is a pepsi can
Oct. 25th, 2003 10:32 pm*whimper* tiiiiired.
Look, ma! I started a meme!
*pokes everybody who took the I Believe bit* Twas a poetry final from Creative Writing...glad you guys liked it! It's a neat idea...got it from the textbook. :p
Just danced. Twice. And ate three tons of baklava AND I CANNOT EAT FOR THREE WEEKS NOW because dood, I gained five pounds since this af'ernoon. *cries* I'm fat.
Danced and danced and filmed and played drum and lalalalala. 's been so long since I drummed that I've lost all sense of rhythm. Also, my dancing does sucketh mightily. Verily. Um.
Sorry.
Idon'tfeelgood. I wanna go sleep. Can't though, 'cause people haven't gone yet. I shouldn't be in the house typing this up but then, I shouldn't have eaten all the baklava/grape-leaf-rolly-thingies/pita bread either.
*fatfatfatarg!*
Must...not....eat...rest...of...food...
Eep.
Amsohungry. Damnit! Hate being hungry. I'm always hungry. And I'm always thirsty. I mean, ALWAYS thirsty. Thirst is my state of being.
Fuck. Ten tons of baklava is like a bajillion gallons of honey and sugary pastrystuff and I'm going to get diabetes ARG.
This is how my brain works.
I am unorganized.
and fuckit my back hurts. And my heels, which are cracked so badly I have to walk on the balls of my feet. and my head, which I slammed into a concrete floor last night. and my finger which has a splinter. and my nose, because I'm getting an evil cold-sore-like zit there that makes my whole face hurt WAH!
Aahha. My dad's watching TWW! Yay for converts. And it's the Cheese Day ep. I love that one. It has some of the best lines.
where oh where can my baby be, the lord took her away from me, she's gone to heaven, so I got to be good, so I can see my baby when I leaaaaave...this world.
The original version of that has such a peppy tune. It's SCARY! I mean, you listen to the Pearl Jam (itwasthemright?) version and go, DOOD, they sound awful happy, but the original, it's SCARY! Really! It's like "YAY, MY GIRLFRIEND'S DEAD, ROCK ON!"
Okay, maybe not rock on, maybe I've just seen too many movies lately.
....
must go over to Sandy's soon. Shall surrepti- sur- secretly dump some of the goatmilk so we run out sooner. Then maybe I can ask David-who's-name-might-possibly-not-be-David out. to the movies. or, maybe not. maybe I shall just hang around him and ask stoopidhead questions about cars and other things I know nothing of and go "*swoon*" because he's adorable. like Adrian Brody. Except, not in the least. no. but he's cute.
....
I have to go now.
bye!
Look, ma! I started a meme!
*pokes everybody who took the I Believe bit* Twas a poetry final from Creative Writing...glad you guys liked it! It's a neat idea...got it from the textbook. :p
Just danced. Twice. And ate three tons of baklava AND I CANNOT EAT FOR THREE WEEKS NOW because dood, I gained five pounds since this af'ernoon. *cries* I'm fat.
Danced and danced and filmed and played drum and lalalalala. 's been so long since I drummed that I've lost all sense of rhythm. Also, my dancing does sucketh mightily. Verily. Um.
Sorry.
Idon'tfeelgood. I wanna go sleep. Can't though, 'cause people haven't gone yet. I shouldn't be in the house typing this up but then, I shouldn't have eaten all the baklava/grape-leaf-rolly-thingies/pita bread either.
*fatfatfatarg!*
Must...not....eat...rest...of...food...
Eep.
Amsohungry. Damnit! Hate being hungry. I'm always hungry. And I'm always thirsty. I mean, ALWAYS thirsty. Thirst is my state of being.
Fuck. Ten tons of baklava is like a bajillion gallons of honey and sugary pastrystuff and I'm going to get diabetes ARG.
This is how my brain works.
I am unorganized.
and fuckit my back hurts. And my heels, which are cracked so badly I have to walk on the balls of my feet. and my head, which I slammed into a concrete floor last night. and my finger which has a splinter. and my nose, because I'm getting an evil cold-sore-like zit there that makes my whole face hurt WAH!
Aahha. My dad's watching TWW! Yay for converts. And it's the Cheese Day ep. I love that one. It has some of the best lines.
where oh where can my baby be, the lord took her away from me, she's gone to heaven, so I got to be good, so I can see my baby when I leaaaaave...this world.
The original version of that has such a peppy tune. It's SCARY! I mean, you listen to the Pearl Jam (itwasthemright?) version and go, DOOD, they sound awful happy, but the original, it's SCARY! Really! It's like "YAY, MY GIRLFRIEND'S DEAD, ROCK ON!"
Okay, maybe not rock on, maybe I've just seen too many movies lately.
....
must go over to Sandy's soon. Shall surrepti- sur- secretly dump some of the goatmilk so we run out sooner. Then maybe I can ask David-who's-name-might-possibly-not-be-David out. to the movies. or, maybe not. maybe I shall just hang around him and ask stoopidhead questions about cars and other things I know nothing of and go "*swoon*" because he's adorable. like Adrian Brody. Except, not in the least. no. but he's cute.
....
I have to go now.
bye!
