Friday, August 31, 2007

Pinup, poster pretty.

As of late,
I've been regaining my narcissism.
I'm pretty sure thats a good thing,
because most of my self-confidence is returning as well.
Though it wasn't ever really low, it indeed had a moment.
It's feel good to feel pretty.
Dare I say, stunning?
^_^

I've got myself a boy-creature, that's making my heart feel warm and thumpy.

Pinup, poster pretty.

As of late,
I've been regaining my narcissism.
I'm pretty sure thats a good thing,
because most of my self-confidence is returning as well.
Though it wasn't ever really low, it indeed had a moment.
It's feel good to feel pretty.
Dare I say, stunning?
^_^

I've got myself a boy-creature, that's making my heart feel warm and thumpy.

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Autumn Rush.


I feel awkward.
I want a tongue.
And actual not "kind of" tongue.
Because only having part of it is odd and upsetting.
Gah.
Things just hurt far more than the flesh,
Those are the things that bug you at the brain goo,
when you want to be left alone.
"Things will turn out."
Oh they will, but for the better or the latter?
Who knows?
I hope so, hope so indeed.

Why does my head feel like a graveyard?

Saturday, August 25, 2007

Holy specifics.

Oh so much utter chaos.
Good and bad, of course, as per-usual.
Not complaining, just in limbo of sorts.
Not a whole lot to describe really,
=/

Maybe more later?
This was so bland.

Friday, August 17, 2007

Case of pop.

When I say Sandwich, you say sandwich.
=)
I want McFatty's.
And a bagel, and an ice cap.
Friggin food.
=D

I needs to clean my room,
Tis really messy.
I don't like being busy.
Or doing stuff all the time.
Blah.
Hooray for vacations, relatively soon.
=3

~_o

CTRL ALT DELETE.


Oh awkward feeling,
Today shall be interesting later.
Good and bad, perhaps.
My kitteh is sleeping on my leg,
purring, of course.
My room is a horrid mess.
And two of my friends are asleep on my other bed.
Interesting, indeed.
I have a horrid feeling of impending doom.
It's really strong and, impending like.
iick.
I don't want something bad to happen.


Blah. Expressionless once more,
Silence we invoke on.

Thursday, August 16, 2007

Googlie Eyes.

Life isn't so much as irritating as it is
Frustrating and complicated.
Like what the fuck.
So now I'm at home, listening to trashy music,
On the bounce.
How lively. Of course. Riiight.
I don't even remember what day it is,
My mind is still 2 weeks behind.
And it's depressing that summer is almost over,
and all my friends will have to go back to school.
I don't even know what to say about half the shit
thats going on.
Most of it has left me insouciant.
All I have to say is,
Shushwap shall be interesting indoodle.

I feel lame.