Paris and Britney make all women look bad. I wish I could send them to "learn how to friggen do things for yourself" bootcamp. hehehehehehe...

bleh... yeah... forgot about that. Ick.

ssoooo... we're all crazy hopeless romantics with bad lines?

Psht... to heck with silly princesses... I'd be the crazy girl cutting off her hair and wearing armor. Booya

Haha! Now I'm going to hear that all the time.


On another note.... what is the difference between being/looking for a princess, and a queen? Cause I know most of those guys aren't actually looking for a drag queen... or are they...

Seriously... does that line work? I know that I personally run the other way when I see something like that. I'm more of a self-sufficient work with me, not for me type gal though.

Girls: Do you actually like being a princess? And what does that even entail?

Guys: What runs through your heads when you put up something like that?

I just don't get it. But then again, I'm odd.

morning? Crap! what happened to the night? Wasn't it just here a few seconds ago? Awwww... Come back!

wooo two hours of sleep

I guess being a tomboy left me un-stickey.... clingy... whatever.

I was the less clingy one in most of my past relationships. It all depends on your level of comfort. I personally am not big on clingyness... But I've met people in High School that were so clingy we almost wanted to define them as one person. To each his/her own.

heeheehee... the sad thing is... I'll probably end up doing most of these things... I've actually already done a bunch of them even before I saw the list.

I can't help myself but to step in
I see pain
It hurts me too
I want to change the world
kiss it and make it better,
mediating between the meatheads
to alievate misunderstanding
and teach compassion.

Some just never learned to feel.
Locked up in their own heads,
no one to relate to,
to loose their emotions upon,
and like a timebomb
every tick of pain
brings them one step closer to
to destruction.

I cannot stand this pain,
I must stand up against it,
help them live again
Shine like a bright beacon
a symbol of kindness
a beam of understanding
a bright flicker of hope

All my greatest dreams
since childhood,
have always always involved
making one more step for someone
a little bit easier
to make that road look a little brighter.

I used to write speaches in my head
imagine great followings of people behind me
a single united people for peace
now, I'd settle for a ripple of love
spreading out from me,
like waves on a seashore
to reach everyone.

Even if some only got one drop of it,
at least it's something
some small thing I've done
to change the world.

I'm just in Mass for school... Mass is definitely both milder and wilder than Maine at the same time. Milder weather-wise (are you kidding? It's friggen balmy here!) and wilder with the whole... large population thing. It's a bit of a culture shock.

w00t! Who's idea was it to make textbooks over a hundred bucks a pop anyway?

mmmm crazy... cause I'm just too poor to be eccentric

Nah, I've been dangling over the edge on a fraying bungee cord for years now!

Goodnight! Have fun with that

oh wow... I don't know whether to laugh or be offended...

euh? That was... strange.

Yes! I love bad jokes.

so, a dyslexic man walks into a bra...

cat's meow?

Hey, there's a difference between just crazy and retarded. Also... we prefer the term "little people..."

... riiiight... I'm not even going to try making sense anymore.