C.C.
Why the hell not?
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I hate when people tlk lyke dis and replace real spellings with "shortcuts" such as "u, r, yr, fkn, tlk, lyke, shdnt..." and so on (although "btw, lol, brb,.." are quite acceptable).
Yes, i am one of those annoying people who always say, "well, their old music was better" (you know it's true).
I am determined to make a trip out of the country at least once every summer (once again, lack of funds tends to make that a little difficult).
I play a lot of volleyball, but just for fun (my sisters and i make a fabulous team).
You could probably see me playing tennis in random parks or running around the neighborhood (but only on sweltering afternoons).
My bicycle is my method of transportation (not so much for environmental reasons, but solely for the FUN and SIMPLICITY of it).
Find me a tree and chances are i will climb it (as long as the lowest branch is below 5'7-9).
I would rather lie down in a sunny open field with one person than be at a party with ten or twenty people.
I hate when people tlk lyke dis and replace real spellings with "shortcuts" such as "u, r, yr, fkn, tlk, lyke, shdnt..." and so on (although "btw, lol, brb,.." are quite acceptable).
Yes, i am one of those annoying people who always say, "well, their old music was better" (you know it's true).
I am determined to make a trip out of the country at least once every summer (once again, lack of funds tends to make that a little difficult).
I play a lot of volleyball, but just for fun (my sisters and i make a fabulous team).
You could probably see me playing tennis in random parks or running around the neighborhood (but only on sweltering afternoons).
My bicycle is my method of transportation (not so much for environmental reasons, but solely for the FUN and SIMPLICITY of it).
Find me a tree and chances are i will climb it (as long as the lowest branch is below 5'7-9).
I would rather lie down in a sunny open field with one person than be at a party with ten or twenty people.
These are two vials, each containing five six-inch vanilla beans. They were given to me a few days ago from Justin’s mom….awkward, right?
We were talking weeks ago about me baking and how I would much rather prefer using vanilla beans since it’s better quality (being the really-real thang and whatnot), and I guess she remembered. This makes me feel incredibly uneasy…mainly because this woman is a psycho, I’m sure I may have mentioned it before. I have no idea how she’s going to hang this over my head even though I never asked her to get these for me. People are making me walk on egg shells lately…WHATEVER, GONNA USE THEM ANYWAY. THEY SMELL SO GOOD.
DO YOU GUYS REALIZE THAT LIKE TWO BEANS IN A VIAL IS LIKE ELEVEN DOLLARS?
