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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 | we might as well Saturday. 2.12.05 3:33 pm  listening to: Dashboard Confessional mood: eh... not so good my birthday has come and gone. it was a good one if i do say so myself. i dont really feel like explaining it all so go to my xanga for that. :) it was very nice though. so, we had a tennis meeting last week. i'm really excited for it to start. i've theard hat the captain was mean, but she actually seemed really nice. she said not be imtimidated.. i kind of was. but not really anymore. we get to wear skirts.  yesterday and today i went to the gymnastics districts meet and lindsay sang the national anthem both times. she did swell. we were gonna go watch the wrestling practice but it was blocked off. i saw kaylyn do her floor and bar routine and shes really good. bahh.. i have a lot of homework that i should really be doing right now. we have a socratic seminar on wednesday. grrreat. i still have to do that packet for ms. rock too. and i have to practice my monolouge. and i have to finish my book and do my book jacket. i totally failed that pop quiz like no other. so many in our class did.. i got 7/18. briana got 6/18 and vince got 5/18. shiat. hopefully that won't be going in our test scores. that would ruin my day. alot of people are down lately. along with me... i guess things just really suck right now. hopefully everything will be fine soon. ...you would think a trip to mexico would be fun. jfkdl;akl;sjkfdla/skfjdls;jkdhsalaj. this year has gone my indubitably fast. i love using that word. bri-an-a got it stuck in my head. but this semester will end up taking forever. it always does. i can't wait for summer! especially going to soccer camp. but i dont want to go alone so i have to find people. so since my parents are gone and whatnot shelbys had danielle over here. alllll the time. argh.. i dont like it. i mean i love danielle, but.. not all the time. haha thats sad but sometimes you just get sick of people. i think the only reason i'm getting sick of them is because they're sort of acting like my parents. and it creeps me out. luckily my moms coming home today. i really want an ipod. too bad i dont have 300 dollars. so we made rock candy things in science the other day. im not sure how they'll turn out.. but i didn't get to make mine all the way because will poured ours out. dork.. well we get his now. =D gotta run later days. 1 Comments. happy late bday » Ajibalaji89 on 2005-02-12 11:56:53
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