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ChristineyWeeniepoohead
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Name: Christine
Gender: Female
Interests: Converse shoes, music, piano, theatre, incense, henna, my best friend Lauren
Expertise: being blonde
Occupation: Student
Industry: Beekeeping
Message: message me
Member Since:
6/10/2006
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| Boys are most fun when they are not committed. Men are more fun when they are. There you have it. | | |
| Life is confusing. Lately I've been trying to figure things out. It's a process of becoming my own person. But who am I? That is a question that I cannot answer. I think that because I don't know myself I feel lost and unsure of life. I feel super rebellious, not against my parents because I love them and I do want to honour them. I guess rebellious toward steriotypes. I have a desire to shock people. Why? | | |
| I'm a maniac. Basically.
Here I am back at school. Rushing around trying to complete homework that just never ends. I feel like a hampster running around that little round thing only, I can't get off because if I do, I'll fly across the room and smash my head open. I had to add the very hardest music class in the world and I hate it. I entered it a week late and found out that I'm supposed to complete a ten page book report by next week. Plus the book is obese. Who ever heard of a ten page book report before? That's just on top of allllll the other crappy homework I need to do. I'm going to go die now. Bye everyone. | | |
| Race: "Ey, do me a fava will ya? Spot me fifty papes, I gotta hot tip on a 'orse more waste a money." Wisel: "Sure thing?" Race: "Yeah, not like last time." Later Jack: "Heya Race, how ya doin'?" Race: "Eh, you know dat hot tip I was tellin' you about?" Jack: "Yeah." Race: "Nobody told da horse."
Why does life have to change? Why do people who loved have to leave? I hate these ups and downs of mood. I hate life. Megan, Jeffrey, David, why are you leaving? David, you graduated, so that's good, I guess. Megan, I don't understand your reason for leaving. Jeffrey, I understand yours, but I don't like it. Why? You guys made music theory fun. The class won't be the same without you.
I have officially moved in. The good news is, I love my roomate. The bad news is everything is different. Different rooms, different people, different me. I used to be so hyper and outgoing. I still feel friendly, but just more serious. I have no interest in the opposite sex whatsoever. I barely notice that they exist. Well, at least that means that my grades might go up. I miss the old me. The less mature me. I had more fun back then. I was funny and goofy. I still am sort of, just not nearly as much. Oh, well. such is life. | | |
| Oh my gosh. I hate packing. A lot. | | |
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