Everyone has cute xangas and myspaces, with curt little entries and faux-chicness. My blog is sprawling and I write without making my words "cute."
On a totally unrelated note, lots of people I know are pro-life and it makes me all sad inside, like I'm missing out on some fun club with party hats and secret passwords.
I had soup today, but it was too salty.
School was a blast, if your idea of a blast is trying to stab your eyes out with a compass in chemistry class.
Report cards come out soon, and I will be sad.
Did you notice I kept this post "xanga/myspace style;" that is, one sentence paragraphs. Incomplete sentence phrases. Silly recollections.
