Flourishes Of My Life

That. Is. Ridiculous. No freaking way. My organs are MINE! End of story. It's like prostitution of your internal organs! And with that, I end this.

One word: sleep.
end of story.

Iiiiiiit's jugement day!
I have to travel again with my mom back home today.
Somebody. Fucking. Kill. Me.
And it really sucks though because there was—literally—nothing to do last night. My cousin looked everywhere. So I am completely coherent and not ready for torture. D: Not. Cool.
I bet today, since I'm leaving, there's gonna be a freaking party. Ugh. I have terrible luck. This sucks.
Ahh well. I'm gonna make my mom take me back down here. Maybe at—crap I can't do it at spring break. I have a bunch of things to do. D:
I really wanted to go to parties. Damn. I don't know when I'm gonna be able to come down here and make sure my cousin's here. Or at least will take me with him. I don't care where he sleeps

Tomorrow is going to suck. Big time. I have to deal with my mom all day. Traveling. Which makes it even worse. SOMEBODY PLEASE DRUG ME. Ugh. To bad I'm not old enough to get wasted. Damn. That sucks.

Today was going to be SO FUCKING AWESOME
I was gonna meet up with one of my favorite cty-sienna friends and then go to the mall with like 20 of his awesome friends.
but he can't go v_v
how sad is that?
DAMN!
my luck fucking SUCKS
ahh well…maybe i can get my cousin to take me somewhere else today (i'm in love with his car so that's awesome)
preferable somewhere far away so i can enjoy being in that car ^_^

anyway
i'm still in floridaa.
leaving tomorrow though x_x
i actually had fun an now i want to stay

Since it's christmas eve and all
you'd think I (especially since I get very very hyper) would be super excited…

well you'd be absolutely…




WRONG!

I have to spend the next 4 days…WITH MY MOTHER!
KILL ME ALREADY!!!!!!!!!
oh and the BEST part is…

I GET TO SPEND IT WITH MY CRAZY AUNT, HER SISTER!

AG!

Finally! School is out!!!!!!!!! *jumps up and down* So what are your plans for break? I absolutely hate my plans so far x.x KILL ME NOW! I need to make arrangements so that from the 28th to the 5th i'm not with my mom at all
she's psycho
AG!
I love how i write this even though nobody reads it
ahh well…i better go write some fanfic…i haven't updated that story since…god…before summer break started
all of my readers probably left already
anyway i'm trying to create a HUGE update…i have issues with making things long =/
anyway ANNE WILL HELP ME!
=)
or……………………………………………………I KILL YOU! (xD *achmed the dead terrorist*)

Was pretty weird.  And now I'm still freaking out: Je manque toujours de temps; Falto siempre mi tiempo.  (I speak spanish not french). And no I did not think of this first, for the record.  Translation: My time is always running out.  I hope this doesn't hold true this time; it'll kill me.  Anyway enough of being emo.  I really need a picker-upper though. =/

I'm only gonna do mixes for this one.  And, not being biased at all (seriously), I have to say my dog is the cutest mix i have ever seen, there is one that came in a fairly close second, though.  My dog is a chihuahua shitsu mix and we named him Chewbacca, because he looks like a wooky, but we call him Chewe for short because it's easier, plus it fits.  He likes to chew things.  I can't quite remember the mix of that other dog.  I vaguely remember it had to do something with a poodle I think…maybe not…maybe it was a shitsu mix…not so sure.  Oh, well.

I really wish I could stay home, if only to miss school, but, sadly, I have never missed a day of school in my life because I was sick.  My dad has never let me.  The one time I was going to it was a snow day.  ^.^  You really do get better faster when you sleep a lot.  I remember at camp I was sick one morning and they let me sleep in the medical office all morning (they didn't even give me cold medicine) and by the time I woke up at lunch time I was better.  Naturally, I was completely astounded because that had never happened for me before.  The next time I'm sick I'm definitely sleeping.  I have to make my dad.