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Eh, I'm more worried than I sound. Thursday. 7.24.08 5:14 pm Three shots in the arm, one finger prick, and I had to give away some of my bodily fluids. D: I shall miss thee, pee. And you know? They wanted me to get two more shots. But I was justified in not getting either; that one that's supposed to help against cervical cancer, because we need to check if our insurance will cover it (but I think no matter what, I should have had it), and the other one because I DID already have it. YAA. Went to see The Dark Knight with Stevie, this morning. He called me at 10:17 and I was already half awake, which was good, because otherwise, I think I would have killed him for waking me up so early. It would have been nice if we had time, afterwards, though, to do whatever--maybe wander around and such. But I had to go to the doctor to get holes in my arm, and he may not have been able to, anyway. So that's all right. :] Comment! (1) | Recommend! No--! Wednesday. 7.23.08 2:10 pm So I'm sitting here, minding my own business, polishing some dusty snow globes, when all the sudden, I think, Why does this water look ugly? There are large chunks (well, large, considering) OF SOMETHING OTHER THAN SPARKLES. ...IN MY SNOW GLOBE! And it isn't snow, or anything normal for snow globes. I think the water has giant clumps of...single-celled organisms. Just floating around. Or particles (I hate science so much, so excuse that I don't know what would like to hang out in a snow globe). Or something. -shudder- The poor dolphin couple. I'll never shake the globe again! Comment! (2) | Recommend! Ribbit. Tuesday. 7.22.08 8:45 pm Comment! (1) | Recommend! Cha-Chinggggggg! Monday. 7.21.08 10:12 pm I still haven't found a proper rainbow comforter. Which may be all right, since Britney told me my roommate's going to think I'm gay, anyway, because of the Herbert backpack and my Domo spiral notebook. But wouldn't you think a rhinestone cupcake backpack would only make people think of the stereotypical gay GUY? Whatever. I may be a tad bit masculine, anyway. There's no escaping what people think. >.> Anyway. I've been brooding a lot. Which makes me dark and mysterious, even while holding said cupcake backpack (I'm thinking of getting a backup bag for when I really start getting a lot of books, behind Mum's back). Yes...(muahahahahahahahahahahaaaa...) By the way. She's trusting her sixteen-year-old daughter with her ATM card. :OOO! Score. Comment! (3) | Recommend! Page: 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39 40 41 42 43 44 45 46 47 48 49 50 51 52 53 54 55 56 57 58 59 60 61 62 63 64 65 66 67 68 69 70 71 72 73 74 75 76 77 78 79 80 81 82 83 84 85 86 87 88 89 90 91 92 93 94 95 96 97 98 99 100 101 102 103 104 105 106 107 108 109 110 111 112 113 114 115 116 117 118 119 120 121 122 123 124 125 126 127 128 129 130 131 132 133 134 135 136 |
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