Pomegranate.
This is where I write stuff about stuff in my life. Enjoy.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Sunday, September 12, 2010
HI.
I HAVE BLUE HAIR NOW HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA. BLUE, PURPLE, TURQUOISE. HAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
School is a waste of space.
School is a waste of space.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
He was like "heeeeeey wassupppppp?" and I was like "betch please."
Ignore my last post that I deleted. I was cereal high or something.
Watching Food Network at night AFTER you already brushed your teeth is a bad idea.
Hurr.
I'm bored and hungry and it's 1:13 am.
Watching Food Network at night AFTER you already brushed your teeth is a bad idea.
Hurr.
I'm bored and hungry and it's 1:13 am.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Am I even wearing pants?
Doesn't feel like it. I don't know how people can wear short shorts all the time. IT FEELS LIKE YOU DON'T HAVE ANY PANTS ON.
I HAVE BRODA FEVER. NOT BIEBER FEVER. But I do like Bieber. Justine Boober. Jay Bewb. Martin Broda. <3
Josh still pwns them all.
YOUR LOVE, YOUR LOVE, YOUR LOVE IS MY DRUG.
Dancing marshmallows that fence in the Bieber video. I like the song better without Usher.
YES CELEBRITY STATUS IS ON TV YESSSS.
POMEGRANATE. 8O
Celebrity Status
I look around, round,
Look around and look it over
I take it up, up, take it out and take you nowhere
Trading in who I've been for shiny celebrity skin
I like to push it and push it until my luck is over
It never stops, stops
Never stops, well, you better
Think it over, prima donna you don’t want to sever
All the work to impress, charming girls out of their dresses
And smiling pretty, well, pretty will swallow you forever
Step one, step two, step three, repeat
I pray at the church of asses in the seats
And I disappear behind the beat
When the mirrors and the lights and the smoke clear
I'd never guess how we ever could have got here
You can say what you say when the lights go down
So shake, shake, shake, and shut your mouth
I wonder why, why
I wonder why, why I ought to
Let you wreck, resurrect whatever you want to
I can't depend in the end; you know I thought you were my friend
Just stop, just stop, just stop, I think I got it
Sorry you, sorry me
Sorry every in between
Sorry everybody here will never be somebody clean
There’s a piece of me
They're throwing back at us
And they will buy you and sell you for celebrity status
Step one, step two, step three, repeat
I pray at the church of asses in the seats
And I disappear behind the beat
When the mirrors and the lights and the smoke clear
I'd never guess how we ever could have got here
You can say what you say when the lights go down
So shake, shake, shake, and shut your mouth
When the mirrors and the lights and the smoke clear
I'd never guess how we ever could have got here
You can say what you say when the lights go down
So shake, shake, shake, and shut your mouth
Look around, round
Look around, round
Look around
Look around, round
Look around, round
Look around
Look around, round
Look around, round
Look around
Look around, round
Look around, round
Look around
Look around, round
Look around, round
Look around
I’m trying, I'm trying, I'm trying
I’m trying, I'm trying, I'm trying
I’m trying, I'm trying, I'm trying
I’m trying, I'm trying, I'm trying
When the mirrors and the lights and the smoke clear
I'd never guess how we ever could have got here
You can say what you say when the lights go down
So shake, shake, shake, and shut your mouth
When the mirrors and the lights and the smoke clear
I'd never guess how we ever could have got here
You can say what you say when the lights go down
So shake, shake, shake, and shut your mouth
I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying
- Celebrity Status by Marianas Trench
Watch it. You won't regret it.
"I've been up since... balls AM."
Watch that till the very end for the most epic cover of TiK ToK/Just Dance you have EVER heard in your life.
I don't like Drake. I do not like him at all.
When I was 13, I had my first love
There was nobody that compared to my baby and nobody came between us or could ever come above!
I have realized that I can't go a day without playing Robot Unicorn Attack.
I like the new Hotmail layout thing.
I dunno why I have MSN. I only have like, 10 people on it. And I don't even talk to them. I should start adding people.
ಠ_ಠ
That is my face when I feel like making that face.
"'Aarti' rhymes with 'party', but it also rhymes with 'farty'."
I love The Next Food Network Star. BRAD SHOULD WIN CAUSE HE'S ADORABLE.
Got milk? Got malk? Got mulk? Got melk? MALK. MMAAAAALLLLLLKKKKK.
Oh my Gaga. xD
AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER THE END.
I HAVE BRODA FEVER. NOT BIEBER FEVER. But I do like Bieber. Justine Boober. Jay Bewb. Martin Broda. <3
Josh still pwns them all.
YOUR LOVE, YOUR LOVE, YOUR LOVE IS MY DRUG.
Dancing marshmallows that fence in the Bieber video. I like the song better without Usher.
YES CELEBRITY STATUS IS ON TV YESSSS.
POMEGRANATE. 8O
Celebrity Status
I look around, round,
Look around and look it over
I take it up, up, take it out and take you nowhere
Trading in who I've been for shiny celebrity skin
I like to push it and push it until my luck is over
It never stops, stops
Never stops, well, you better
Think it over, prima donna you don’t want to sever
All the work to impress, charming girls out of their dresses
And smiling pretty, well, pretty will swallow you forever
Step one, step two, step three, repeat
I pray at the church of asses in the seats
And I disappear behind the beat
When the mirrors and the lights and the smoke clear
I'd never guess how we ever could have got here
You can say what you say when the lights go down
So shake, shake, shake, and shut your mouth
I wonder why, why
I wonder why, why I ought to
Let you wreck, resurrect whatever you want to
I can't depend in the end; you know I thought you were my friend
Just stop, just stop, just stop, I think I got it
Sorry you, sorry me
Sorry every in between
Sorry everybody here will never be somebody clean
There’s a piece of me
They're throwing back at us
And they will buy you and sell you for celebrity status
Step one, step two, step three, repeat
I pray at the church of asses in the seats
And I disappear behind the beat
When the mirrors and the lights and the smoke clear
I'd never guess how we ever could have got here
You can say what you say when the lights go down
So shake, shake, shake, and shut your mouth
When the mirrors and the lights and the smoke clear
I'd never guess how we ever could have got here
You can say what you say when the lights go down
So shake, shake, shake, and shut your mouth
Look around, round
Look around, round
Look around
Look around, round
Look around, round
Look around
Look around, round
Look around, round
Look around
Look around, round
Look around, round
Look around
Look around, round
Look around, round
Look around
I’m trying, I'm trying, I'm trying
I’m trying, I'm trying, I'm trying
I’m trying, I'm trying, I'm trying
I’m trying, I'm trying, I'm trying
When the mirrors and the lights and the smoke clear
I'd never guess how we ever could have got here
You can say what you say when the lights go down
So shake, shake, shake, and shut your mouth
When the mirrors and the lights and the smoke clear
I'd never guess how we ever could have got here
You can say what you say when the lights go down
So shake, shake, shake, and shut your mouth
I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying
- Celebrity Status by Marianas Trench
Watch it. You won't regret it.
"I've been up since... balls AM."
Watch that till the very end for the most epic cover of TiK ToK/Just Dance you have EVER heard in your life.
I don't like Drake. I do not like him at all.
When I was 13, I had my first love
There was nobody that compared to my baby and nobody came between us or could ever come above!
I have realized that I can't go a day without playing Robot Unicorn Attack.
I like the new Hotmail layout thing.
I dunno why I have MSN. I only have like, 10 people on it. And I don't even talk to them. I should start adding people.
ಠ_ಠ
That is my face when I feel like making that face.
"'Aarti' rhymes with 'party', but it also rhymes with 'farty'."
I love The Next Food Network Star. BRAD SHOULD WIN CAUSE HE'S ADORABLE.
Got milk? Got malk? Got mulk? Got melk? MALK. MMAAAAALLLLLLKKKKK.
Oh my Gaga. xD
AND THEY LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER THE END.
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