well now. i am extremely bored. its midnight and i have nothing to do, am listening to the YMCA, and my back hurts. ouch. i should really put away my lundry or my mom will go bezerk about how they're wrinkly. oh. no. i have a moldy stem of a rose in my garbage can. its actually around 2 years old. my sister took off the head of it cause she wanted to make poperie. it didnt work very well cause the pettles smelled like beer. and now my room smells like beer. i made a man out of nivea cream on my leg. i also put pretty swirlys around him. i took a picture of him with my dads camera cause mine is spazing. wich is very sad since weoing to quebec in two days. sniff. i geuss ill just have to steal moms or dads. im board of this and my music has stopped, so im gonna stop now.

my computer wont let me change the mood so i am suffering and have no choice in the matter