i think charlie is half kangaroo.
an evil, hunting kangaroo kitty.
sleep and lots of it. so happy.
chilis last night. orgasm.
two days until thanksgiving break. i decided i'm going to drink and take xanax before the family lunch. maybe i'll be able to get through it this time? every year, we go with stepdad's nephew and daughter to a bar/country club that his friend owns. they all drink except me and mom. i think i need it more than them, however. stephanie gets bloody marys. ew.

i can't type. a certain charlie jude manson keeps messing it up lol.

(ignore my ugly foot)

he's finally won over my heart. he's seriously just taken me over. i didn't want to hang out with anyone last night because i just wanted to stay in the room and pet him. i didn't want to leave him alone because he loves attention and i wanted to be there to give it to him.

however, i did go hang out. but nina had to pee a lot, so we would come back to the room so i could pet him. he thinks he's a hunter lol. it's so ridiculously ridiculous and cute.

my evan is slowly going away. where, oh where, is my evan going?!

i look and feel like crap. maybe i'll get ready at 7pm or something. for now, nap/tv/cat love<3

Is it still me that makes you sweat? (not anymore)
Am I who you think about in bed? (you're conceited)
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress? (that's because i'm cold)
Then think of what you did (i don't wanna)
And how I hope to God he was worth it. (probably)
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch his skin. (wouldn't yours?)
I've got more wit, (maybe) a better kiss, (nah) a hotter touch,(possibly) a better fuck (i wouldn't know)
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie you had me (did i really, though?)
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of (meh)
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat? (little passenger seat)
No, no, no, you know it will always just be me (will it?)

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster (crazy teens)
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, (you rang?)
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? (if you ask nicely)
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls, (yes?)
Will you dance to this beat, and hold a lover close? (ask politely)

So I guess we're back to us, oh cameraman, swing the focus (sex tape?)
In case I lost my train of thought, where was it that we last left off? (i'll never tell)
(Let's pick up, pick up) (ringring)

Oh now I do recall, we were just getting to the part (oh, this is a story song. fuck)
Where the shock sets in, and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick. (i don't know. i've had lots of acid before)
I hope you didn't expect that you'd get all of the attention. (kinda did, thanks)
Now let's not get selfish (oh, me selfish?)
Did you really think I’d let you kill this chorus? (mr. conceited)

Dance to this beat (no)
Dance to this beat (not with you)
Dance to this beat (conceited and damanding)


rise and shine. it's gonna be a long day, as they say in the best movie ever "twister".

met some guy friday night.
he was wasted.
he was all "i'm gay, you can tell me anything you want. i'm gay, i won't tell anyone. i'm gay, i don't care about your boobies, which are beautiful by the way."
kay, i don't know you. no matter how many times you tell me you're gay, that won't make me trust you any more.

last night was hookah and movie.
orange and banana.
boondock saints 2. couldn't concentrate because they were too fucking hot.
shallow of me. heh.

it made me forget all my troubles and it was good.

we got a kitty. charlie jude manson.
mighty ducks 2, charlie the unicorn, willy wonka and the chocolate factory.
last name to make people wonder. charlie manson was the first thing me and megan bonded over haha.

homework all day. which means computer dicking around until 6 or so. then maybe working on it.
5 hours left.

make 'em wonder.
make 'em doubt.
make 'em stress.
make 'em worry.
make 'em think.
make 'em nervous.
make 'em question.
make 'em squirm.

is it even my business?
should i even make this my problem?
i feel i owe it to him.
she's my mother.
gah.

what is this, the summer of '05?
we can only wish and remember.

somethings are better left unknown.
seriously, not knowing can be the best part, because knowing things has RUINED my life.

i saw what i shouldn't have when i was little.
i snooped on my mom.
i snooped some more.
i'm going to have a panic attack. i'm turning to evan now.

life is too hard. i don't get paid enough for this.

Harry Potter. In middle school. Because I had the disgusting, thick dark hair, glasses, thick eyebrows, and nerdy look. I used to think me and Harry were made for each other <3

France, check.
Poland, check.
Germany, check.
Italy, check.
Holland, check.
Other areas of the Czech Republic, check.
Learn Prague like the back of my hand, check.
Experiences that I can evenly tell and not tell mother, check.

I got a tattoo on my ass [go packers!] That's one mother isn't knowing about. Ever.

Almost home...

**~HIATUS~**

i'm in europe at the moment [prague, czech republic, if you care enough to knooow], so i will not be as active for the next four months, i'm afraid. the wireless internet works for everyone in the building's computer. except mine. so i will not be around too much

=[

bye til then!!!