I now have a full list of friends now.

MANDY-PANTS I LOVE YOU SO.

But get an icon when you figure out your password. owo


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The lovely SHYTEEN is selling decorative little plush Ricebals!! As far as i know they are different sizes and colors...

She's got some examples of how they should look here:


Gift Plush: [link]
2 plush: [link]
3 plush: [link]


If you think these are cute, go ahead and check out her site!! They've been reduced to 20 dollars- CHECK IT OUUUUUUUUT.

Ebay Site:
Green:
[link]

Red:
[link]



I'd appreciate it muchly~ Especially since she has a really big artistic ability with most mediums- though she thinks her pencil wrk could use some work-
ANYWAY-- seriously. She's a wonderfully careful artist- i've held a couple of these- they're decently made

And Chowder just said the cake was a lie

You lose


And my sister is a bitch
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I have three interesting things to talk about in this here journal.

Two of them exclaiming how AVERAGE my life is.

First of all, thi afternoon me and my friend Dyaln took a quick drive down to the Best buy in the area so he could see if his ever elusive laptop was ready to be picked up. On the way there, we were stuck in traffic behind a car that had written on the back of it the words:

"HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY!!!!!"

Of course i'm dislexic or something, so when i looked at it (and the writing was surrouned by many MANY lines of excitement) I could have sworn i saw the number 9 and NOT 19.

I exclaimed: "Why the hell would you give your child a car? That's like saying, "Hey kid, your mom said if i kept you alive for 9 years she'd buy me a car- GUESS HOW OLD YOU ARE?! HAHA sorry sucker!'"

Of course dylan told me that it was a 19 and i had to agree with him. Because it was highly unlikely that someone would do that to their poor kid and i gave up on it as the cars started moving.

But when we went around to the other lane and passed the car, i glanced in and could BARELY---- BARELY see the head of the girl driving this already small car she was driving.

IT WAS A HIGHLY TRAINED CHILD I TELL YOU. NOT A MIDGET.

Story number two was following this epic little episode...
Actually i was just remembering it...

Last week in first hour i wrote this on the board:

Whaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeee yooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooouuuu uuuuuuuu doooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooiiiiiiii iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnggg.......?

and left immediately to use the bathroom.

fff....

once i re-entered the room i stopped and stared at the white board in shock at what was written boldly underneath my writing:

YOU CANT SPEAK WHALE.

I died laughing. it was brilliant.


LASTLY:

I hate freshmen and all new people that stumble into highschool at the beginigng of the year. theyre either dumbasses, jerks or freaks and i can't stand the likes of them.
(though ive met some wonderful people- they don't count- and i digres...)


Usually i dont take any interest in the people at my school, but toward the begining of the year, i ran into the most amazing person at my school. he is a beautiful-- and what i assume is probably a freshman/sophmore--- boy. What was interesting about this kid though, was not his personality, but this look her had taken on in his years of forming himself.

He was average male height. 5'7 or more. with a NIIIIICE build- he looked worked and healthy. Pale skin, beautifully bright blue eyes and soft pale yellow hair that looked oddly familiar when i took a look at it.

and almost immediately it snapped in my head who the hell he looked like.

ROXAS.

This kid--- looks....EXACTLY like the way people imagine roxas to look as a person. i'm not fooling, im not exaggerating. he's almost perfect. His personality is horrible-- he's one of those kids who has punk friends and could easily be smoking in his free time. but that just adds to the beauty of it.

I've only spoken to him twice. Once to ask his name (which is JULLIAN- BEAUTIFUL) and to ask him if he wanted a brownie.

he thinks im insane. which i am.

but more than a normal person.

I wanted to kill a Junior because she USED me to have a conversation with him and made me look like an idiot (she apologized for me asking if he wanted the brownie because i am crazy. and he smiled, shook his head and brushed it off). I'm so embarrassed, but i love him anyway.


I call him Roxas when i talk about him. thats the only way people know him in my group. even though i've told them his name....


but it's beautiful

im done now.


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(im taking advantage of this :3)

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