I know one thing for sure.

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If I ever get a tattoo, it will have to be an elephant-related one. Yup.

Sweet Disposition

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Forget love, I just want you to make sense to me tonight.

Just for tonight, darling, let's get lost

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Everything is rushing.

Sometimes you just have to let the rainbow in.

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Rainbow Cupcakes

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Gotta love them.


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She comes in colors ev'rywhere by ~Vhantasmica on deviantART

My boyfriend's old tee makes a lovely dress...

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....the fear of palindromes.

I can't quite decide what I like better, "curly" or "straight".

Go ahead and smash it to death

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My first answer would've been 'Hipster'. And then dumbfuck.

But organ donor, is... yeah, well.

Whenever I'm lonely, I do creative things.

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...I'm creative a lot lately.

Bold what you have. Italicalize what you want.

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1. A cell phone.

2. A hair straightener.

3. Your own computer.

4. Your own car.

5. Chanel/Dior/Gucci sunglasses

6. A designer purse.

7. A boyfriend/girlfriend.

8. A curling iron.

9. Every Fall Out Boy CD.

10. Something from American Eagle.

11. Something from Hot Topic.

12. Something from Hollister.

13. Something from Abercrombie.

14. A pet.

15. Some type of trophy/award.

16. Full/Queen-size bed.

17. King-size bed.

18. An iPod.

19. Something from a professional team.

20. Ever had more than $100 at a time.

21. Monster, Full Throttle, Amp, Red Bull, etc. in your fridge.

22. Something Green Day.

23. Xanga.

24. Myspace.

25. Makeup.

26. A desk in your room.

27. A hill in your backyard.

28. DDR.

29. A pair of skis.

30. An alarm clock.

31. A pair of ice skates.

32. Rollerblades.

33. A treadmill.

34. Your own phone line.

35. AIM.

36. Yahoo!

37. MSN.

38. ICQ.

39. AOL.

40. Perfume/cologne.

41. Bath lotion.

42. Necklaces and bracelets.

43. A journal/diary.

44. Yogurt and peaches in your fridge.

45. X’s in your screen name.

46. A birthday in September.

47. A famous relative.

48. A relative in a different state

49. A disowned relative.

50. A relative that lives in Florida.

51. Your own bathroom.

52. Your own band.

53. Any rock band shirts.

54. A guitar.

55. A hammock.

56. A basketball hoop.

57. A soccer net.

58. A bike.

59. An electric scooter.

60. A minivan.

61. A V.C. Andrews book.

62. A friend that does drugs/alcohol/smokes.

63. A locker at school.

64. A baby.

65. Sparkly blue nail polish.

66. A “Vote for Pedro” shirt.

67. The movie “40 Year Old Virgin”.

68. A promise ring.

69. A pool table.

70. A swimming pool/hot tub.

71. Trampoline.

72. Livejournal.

73. Flip flops.

74. Steve Madden shoes.

75. The Sims 2.

76. A ping pong table.

77. An air hockey table.

78. A basement.

79. Converse.

80. Construction paper.

81. Markers, crayons, etc..

82. Coloring books.

83. A nice singing voice.

84. GameCube.

85. Xbox.

86. Playstation.

87. PS3.

88. PSP.

89. Some type of disease.

90. Rose Red movie.

91. VCR/DVD player.

92. A mom or dad.

93. An older brother.

94. An older sister.

95. A younger brother.

96. A younger sister.

97. A sled.

98. A lake/pond/river/ocean near your house.

99. Friends who like you.

I've stolen this from http://verenathings.tumblr.com/

Sleep shirts should be worn more often.

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I am the scout of silence.

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Yes. This is my Sailor Saturn costume.

I am fairly proud of it.

Don't tell me to grow up...

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Growing up is not something I can force myself to. It is a process, and a beautiful one, too.
Sometimes, at least.

I think I feel like being extraordinary. Like picking up an elephant or something.

Instead, I just feel empty.
Very empty.
Everything is gray. Nothing makes sense anymore. Not in a confusing way. I just see no sense in anything anymore...

I miss those loved ones, all of them. Close and far.
But I don't know if I am a loved one to them any longer.
I feel like I should be, and I really want to be... but on the other hand, things are quite wrong with us. And it's not our fault. It is nobody's fault.

Today would be a good day for an earthquake.

New new new new new

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Over. New. Again.

Happy New Year, dudes!
I am so relieved that this year is over.
The first half was the best half year of my life, but the second one kinda sucked.
Not that I wanna complain again. Just sayin'.

So yeah, I'm actually planning on being a lot nicer than I have tried so far. To not take everything so damn serious. To seize the day. To love the people who are lovable. This includes the friends who have been my friends before America as well. It can't hurt, right? =)

Well. My new years night sure was something o_o
It started with a weird reunion kinda thing, my old girl friends and me.
Then we had a bunch of food and drinks.
Then the guys came and there were more drinks. ...
Then I accidentally drank rotten milk, ewwwghh.
Then I had a wonderful talk with my besties. <3 Then, uh, then the new year happened, kinda, and I went outside.
We lit firecrackers. Had drinks. Some people came over and said happy new year.
I had a serious talk with one of my former friends who has changed just like me.
We agreed on trying to be friends again. It was odd.
Then I talked to another exchange student who has been in America too. It was fun. Kentucky, hah!
Then he vomited into the sink which was already full of rotten milk and also the sink was full of candle wax.
I unplugged it.
It splashed out and got my favorite bag. Fugg.
The rest of the night was pretty much spent with talking, comforting, eating, cleaning and sleeping.

My 18th birthday is coming up and I'm terribly excited! And scared.
And I have no clue what to wish for. There are a bunch of things I consider wanting, but they are all small... and there are a lot.
This bag for example.

Isn't it the most gorgeous thing ever?!?

And also this T-Shirt.
Gawd, I love geeky t-shirts.
Well, I guess this is it for now.
Happy New Year to all of you, and make 2o1o be the greatest year so far. ;)