HERE's MARY. :DDDD hello all of alice's admirers! ahaha, especially THE ONE WITH GLASSES. <3 (; AHAHA so we're stuck in the library on a Friday night. -_____- and i have to BIKE HOME. it's soooo DARK. :[ ohhh well. LOL alice, so are you ready for sadies? >:] you have to give me a picture, yeahh? x] idk what else to writee. so byee! :D
Ahha okay. Mary is a dork. (: She don't know what she's talking about. :D
TIMCHAI. Outfits. -_- Or or or IZZYYY. Help us. D: Oh and Izzy. Bring that new notebook. (: Cause I kinda don't want to write on the cover or the back. Or I could go find/buy one myself! I'm sure I'll have random notebooks somewhere.. But bring yours, just in case. (:
I think I'm going to permanently smell like chlorine for the rest of my lifeeee. -_- Everything I own has that smell on it. D: Not that I don't like it, but it gets pretty icky over time. And my skin is like its own chlorine tank; no matter how much lotion/body spray/PERFUME I pile on, it's just chlorine chlorine chlorine, all the time, everywhere.
And dude. I'm getting hungry all the time. It's like. Unquenchable. -_- It's like pregnancy cravings or something. And I'm craving oatmeal like crazy too! Scary stuff.
GAAH WHERE IS ISAAC. He's supposed to meet me at the library right now! Or rather, 47 minutes ago! -___-x
HERE's MARY. :DDDD hello all of alice's admirers! ahaha, especially THE ONE WITH GLASSES. <3 (; AHAHA so we're stuck in the library on a Friday night. -_____- and i have to BIKE HOME. it's soooo DARK. :[ ohhh well. LOL alice, so are you ready for sadies? >:] you have to give me a picture, yeahh? x] idk what else to writee. so byee! :D
Ahha okay. Mary is a dork. (: She don't know what she's talking about. :D
TIMCHAI. Outfits. -_- Or or or IZZYYY. Help us. D: Oh and Izzy. Bring that new notebook. (: Cause I kinda don't want to write on the cover or the back. Or I could go find/buy one myself! I'm sure I'll have random notebooks somewhere.. But bring yours, just in case. (:
I think I'm going to permanently smell like chlorine for the rest of my lifeeee. -_- Everything I own has that smell on it. D: Not that I don't like it, but it gets pretty icky over time. And my skin is like its own chlorine tank; no matter how much lotion/body spray/PERFUME I pile on, it's just chlorine chlorine chlorine, all the time, everywhere.
And dude. I'm getting hungry all the time. It's like. Unquenchable. -_- It's like pregnancy cravings or something. And I'm craving oatmeal like crazy too! Scary stuff.
GAAH WHERE IS ISAAC. He's supposed to meet me at the library right now! Or rather, 47 minutes ago! -___-x
Impress me. Sing along to Bon Jovi and Muse with me. Watch Lion King until your eyes hurt. Laugh at all my jokes. Buy me striped clothing on my birthday! Learn to love my Mickey. (: Memorize my phone number, and memorize it RIGHT. Buy me CD albums for my birthday/Christmas/anything! Never tell me you want to watch me swim. Get me Vitamin Water when I'm stressed. (: Tell me your life story. I'll tell you mine.