What a stupid bunch of coconuts...
Journal Entry: Tue Apr 22, 2008, 3:01 PM
- Mood:
Content - Listening to: Tango Maureen - Rent (I LOVE this movie)
- Reading: 7th Harry Potter Book (for the third time)
- Watching: Tango Maureen - Rent (music video)
- Playing: "Try to find an impossible-to-find comic!&
- Eating: nuttin'
- Drinking: nuttin'
April vacation! Somewhere out there, the person who made April vacation is getting alotta love from me right now. Nothing I have to do, nowhere I have to go... seriously, this is the life!
It's wierd, a few minutes ago my neighbor came over to ask where his sister was (she usually comes over to play with my sis) and he kept looking nervous and shooting glances at my chest. Well this was very awkward because I spent most of my childhood with this guy but it kind of tickles me to think that finally someone's noticed I have boobs. What's the point of having boobs if no one notices them? I 'effing deal with these floppy coconuts everyday, the least someone could do was notice them! But double-u-slash-ee. Whatev's. My neighbor's not my type anyway. Girls, big boobs are not fun. You might think you want them but- no. They are annoying and heavy and make it hard to talk to people and stop you from jumping or bending down without worry. Why, world? WHY?
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the muffin man
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