I SHOULD be able to do search 124, the marching band orlando trip, nicaragua AND state convention over the course of like, a month. provided I can go straight from getting back to orlando to the airport for nica. but NBD. (:
the person i like and why i like them. This one time in Nicaragua…. if you don’t know that story, you don’t need to.
a famous person i’ve been compared to. Charlize Theron.. only once but it’s the only one I remember. and I don’t see it at all.
5 things that irritate me about the same sex/opposite sex. same sex: whores. look alikes. gossip. dumbness. judgementalness. opposite sex: tools. ..yeah, that’s about it.
the best thing that has happened to me this week. band camp.
weird things i do when i’m alone. browse internet hate machines………..
how i’d spend ten thousand bucks. travel.
things i like and things i don’t like about the way i look. likes: eyes, face. dislikes: hair, bust or lack thereof.
my last night out in detail. skinny dipping at midnight. pretty legit.
something that makes me sad when i think about it. my love life or again, lack thereof.
something i’ve lied about. nothing comes to mind.
would i rather be stranded on a desert island with someone i love for ten years or someone i hate for a month? explain why. Love for ten years, provided they’d love me back. and because I pretty much HAVE been stranded with someone I hate for a month.. it’s not pretty.
something i’m currently worrying about. the fact that I’m actually supposed to wake up at a reasonable hour tomorrow.
one person from tumblr i’d throw off a cliff, one i’d marry and one i’d fuck. not enough people on my tumblr. so facebook.. cliff=Jeremy Cooley. marry=Max Siris. fuck=Robert Bland.
something i do without realising. bite my nails. stopped that for a while, then summer started.
lyrics that apply to my current situation/mood. I’m not the type to get my heart broken, I’m not the type to get upset and cry ’Cause I never leave my heart open Never hurts me to say goodbye
Relationships don’t get deep to me Never got the whole “in love” thing And someone can say they love me truly But at the time it didn’t mean a thing
This time was different Felt like I was just a victim And it cut me like a knife When you walked out of my life Now I’m in this condition And I’ve got all the symptoms Of a girl with a broken heart But no matter what you’ll never see me cry
a drunken story. I don’t drink.
something i regret. I try not to regret anything.. all of it makes me who I am
post a picture of myself. too lazy.
my longest relationship and who it was with. 4 months, some ginger kid.