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yes, its me folks!  itangowithtoasters Age. 34 Gender. Female Ethnicity. white Location Federal Way, WA School. Other » More info. And the Survey says...
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Anchorman -Ron Burgandy: I love scotch. Scotchy, scotch, scotch. -Ron Burgundy: 1000, 1001, 1002, 1003. Wow, I can hardly lift my right arm I did so many. I don't know if you heard me, but I did over 1000. -Brick Tamland: I ate a big, red candle. -Ron Burgundy: Go back to your home on Whore Island -Brian Fantana: They've done studies, you know. Sixty percent of the time it works, every time. Napoleon Dynamite -Kid on Bus: What are you gonna do today, Napoleon? Napoleon: Whatever I feel like I wanna do, gosh! -Napoleon: I see you're drinking 1% milk. Is that because you think you're fat? Because you're not. You could probably be drinking whole milk. -Pedro: If I win, you can be my secretary or something. Napoleon: Sweet! -Deb: I'm trying to raise money to go to college. Kip: Your mom goes to college. The Breakfast Club -Andrew: Hey! If I lose my temper, you're totalled, man. Bender: Totally? Andrew: Totally. - Bender: Screws fall out all the time, the worlds' an imperfect place. -Bender: What do you guys do in your club? Brian: In physics we, uh, we talk about physics, uh, properties of physics. John Bender: So it's sorta social, demented and sad, but social. Right? -Brian: Chicks cannot hold their smoke, that's what it isn . Song currently stuck in my head
Yellowcard .:Rough Draft:. Like a Saturday night I'll be gone Like a Saturday night I'll be gone Before you knew that I was there So you wrote it down I'm supposed to care Even though it's never there Sorry if I'm not prepared Is it hard to see the things you substitute For me and all my thoughts of you It's eating me alive to leave you Maybe it's childish and maybe it's wrong But so is your blank stare in lieu of this song Maybe it's childish and maybe it's wrong Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song I'm breathing in your skin tonight Quiet is my loudest cry Wouldn't wanna wake the eyes that make me melt inside And if it's healthier to leave you be May a sickness come and set me free Kill me while I still believe that you were meant for me I'm finding my own words, my own little stage My own epic drama, my own scripted page I'll send you the rough draft, I'll seal it with tears Maybe you'll read it and I'll reappear From the start it was shaky and the characters rash, A nice setting for heartache where emotions come last All I have deep inside, to overcome this desire Are friendly intentions and fairweather smiles And I don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song Don't wanna be, don't wanna be wrong You're leaving me, you're leaving me in lieu of this song Like Saturday night I'll be gone Like Saturday night I'll be gone Like Saturday night I'll be gone Like Saturday night I'll be gone before you knew that I was there | this charade is over Wednesday. 1.26.05 6:28 pm well, nutang, i'd say its time for an update. i got an xanga... BUT I'M NOT FULLING CROSSING TO THE DARKSIDE! =D the only thing i like better is my layout. its friggin awesome. its the same name as my nutang so yeah. things have been pretty weird/busy/fun/argh. finals are partially gone. i took my math final and my science final and now all thats left is my pnw final.. which is tomorrow. pray i do well. i got -5 so far on my science final.. lets see.. whats been happening in school lately... well, we did our powerpoint presentation. that went.. partially well. i started to crack up because jordan was reading off of his notecard thing and he said something.. im not sure what but it sounded really cheesey like it came off of a website or something. we finished rube goldberg and were presenting it tomorrow. we did so much more decorating than we did the actual rube goldberg.. haha.. oops! in cooking we aren't doing much. today we make cookies really randomly. ours were really good compared to everyone elses. especially rediets groups. :) in burke we aren't really doing anything special. except for a monolouge. shiat. not my forte. luckily mine is reallllly short. in first period we had a lock down the other day. it seemed like it took forever! there was a robbery on 304th or something which is right now the street from the school. ms thompson is so stupid though! we were sitting right by the door.. he could've just like opened the door and me lindsay and stephanie would've died. jeez. that was right as we started our math final. i think i did okay on that. i got my wallet back! :) one day in tutorial ms keyes told me to come outside of the class room and she told me someone found my wallet. ahhh yay. it had all the money in it and what not. last night i went to the swim meet with lindsay kels and brittany. we were timers.. it was kind of boring. but not at the same time. except i couldn't breath. its so muggy in there. they beat tee jay. i was happy about that.. haha it was really funny we were sitting on the bleachers and david gaily like came up to us and he was just like ... you brother has a girls name. hahaha it was really funny. and then later he was sitting a bit down from on the bench from me and i guess my brother from the pool was like stay 3 feet away from her. so david keeps like inching towards me and then he puts his legs up on me and hes like go with it go with it. that kids my hero. you know whats crazy.. my brothers gonna be a senior next year.  things are swell but really stupid all at the same time. fantana? thiiiiis kid. with other things... i kind of wish i just knew how certain people were certainly feeling. but you just can't, can ya? well thats okay. it'll all work out. you probablly got none of what i just said. so my best advice would to be to disregard it. must be going. later days. i <3 dashboard at the moment.. this song reminds me of alot thats going on right now. in weird ways... so here ya go. Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself And covered with a perfect shell Such a charming beautiful exterior. Laced with brilliant smiles and shining eyes, perfect posture But you're barely scraping by, but you're barely scraping by. Well this is one time, this is one time That you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone Or anyone at all, or anyone at all. And the grave that you refuse to leave The refuge that you've built to flee The places that you've come to fear the most Is the place that you have come to fear the most. Buried deep as you can dig inside yourself And hidden in the public eye Such a stellar monument to loneliness. Laced with brilliant smiles and shining eyes, perfect makeup But you're barely scraping by, but you're barely scraping by. Well this is one time, this is one time That you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone Or anyone at all, or anyone at all. And the grave that you refuse to leave The refuge that you've built to flee The places that you've come to fear the most Is the place that you have come to fear the most. That you can't fake it hard enough to please everyone Or anyone at all, or anyone at all. And the grave that you refuse to leave The refuge that you've built to flee The places that you've come to fear the most Is the place that you have come to fear the most. Is the place that you have come to fear the most. -dashboard confessional p.s... my birthdays in 13 days.  i can't wait to be 15. 0 Comments.
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