What my mom and I do.
We dance to Goodbye Horses.
And sing along.
What my mom and I do.
The only thing I love more than movies that suck is movies that seem to make fun of themselves. That being said, I loved Insidious. At the beginning, I was thoroughly convinced that this movie would be at least spine-tingling. I was kind of let down. I spent most of the time watching the screen, laughing at how ridiculous it all was. In some parts, it reminded me of the ghost shows on Discovery. In others, I was reminded of Star Wars. Around halfway into the movie, I was ready to shut it off. Until the Ghostbusters came in. They wore gas masks, and used viewmasters as tools.
[x] I am 5'4".
 I have many scars
 I tan easily.
[x] I wish my hair was a different color.
[x] I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color.
 I have a tattoo
[x] I wear glasses
[x] I've been told I'm attractive by a complete stranger.
 I have more than 2 piercings.
 I have piercings in places besides my ears
[x] I have freckles.
[x] I've sworn at my parents.
 I've run away from home.
 I've been kicked out of the house.
 My biological parents are together.
 I have a sibling less than one year old.
 I want to have kids someday.
[x] I want to
Today was my last full day of school this semester.
Tomorrow, I start my exams.
ROTC should be pretty basic. I'm not concerned about that one, so it's all good.
English will be a blast. I'm failing that class, so my only chance of getting a D- for the semester is this test. Luckily, this is the subject I test well in.
All we'll be doing for Art is drawing stuff. I'm confident in my abilities.
Math. God damn, motherfucking math at 8:35 in the hours of the morning. I'm not going to be ready for that.
When I was eleven, I went to a free concert on the river front. Not only was an awesome band playing, but we paid five dollars and got into the pit. It was my first concert. There was a lady in the pit who had two extra backstage passes, which she gave to us for free. Thirty minutes later, I met Rusted Root. RUSTED FUCKING ROOT.
You can't possibly understand how cool that is.
Leanna: *sits on the back of my chair*
Me: *watches Na Na Na video*
Leanna: *drums on my shoulders*
"Could you stop?"
*drums even harder*
"Dude. That seriously hurts."
*beats the shit out of my shoulders*
*I look at my shoulders*
"It's WINTER- I SHOULD NOT BE SUN BURN RED! AND YOU WEREN'T EVEN KEEPING TIME!"
Leanna: *laughs manically.*
This time, I got beat half to death by somebody that I used to be very close to.
Every year, ROTC has a military ball. As a cadet, I am invited.
I already have a date, a dress, my shoes, and my request list. The only thing I'm missing is my hair. Because I don't really have any. It's an inch long, at most.
The picture is low quality, but I was on my phone, so it will do. Anyway, the dress is black and sparkly, with a lace up back and spaghetti straps. I'm going with my almost-boyfriend, Christian Shank. At least, I think I am. He said possibly, then went on to talk about wearing a bow tie, so I don't really know.
-Talk about Decepticons taking over the world like it's no big deal
-Geek out over Watchmen
-Talk about girls
-Talk about art
-Talk about guys
-Talk how I'm always right ^-^
-Dream about being in a band together
-Watch Princess Bride and cry our eyes out like the bad ass bosses we both are
-Complain about how the girl in Dark of the Moon is a twit with a constipated duck face and how much we miss Megan Fox in the supporting actress role.
-Plank on everything
-Beat the shit out of each other
-Play 'Psychopathic Killer'
I HATE YOU CHRISTINE!
ALL THE PHANTOM WANTED WAS LOVE! WHY COULDN'T YOU JUST LOVE HIM?! WHY WAS RAOUL SO MUCH BETTER?! ARE YOU THAT VAIN THAT YOU CAN'T LOVE HIM BECAUSE OF HIS APPEARANCE!?