la boothster
i am a crazy girl. not crazy-psychotic. just crazy-unexplainable. and i adore being as such.
nothing makes me tick. i was once asked what makes me tick. the answer is nothing. i do not tick. i talk. constantly. so beware. especially seeing as how i can be terribly interesting and amusing one minute and disturbingly featuring a lack thereof the next.
i adore my friends. my loonch, my kello, my andrew, my chris, my ugly polpunk, and especially my hotties.
i like to write things without meaning. i like to listen to music. i like to create things, but usually end up creating things based in someone else's creation. i like to watch movies. i like to think about saving up for things, but then spending the money on something that was never really in the picture.
i've decided to auction myself off for one dollar. i want to see if anyone will buy me. if someone does, i'll be their slave for...one month. and now we wait for the bids to start pouring in...
i'd like to mention my likes and dislikes, buut it would take forever. and besides, it would only be because i'd want you to think i'm cool, but i'm really not. and what's the point of making a bad impression when i should be inserting a first impression?
i should really learn html.
hot logan is not ryan's whore! he's mine, dammit! and anyone who says otherwise had better just watch out.
hot meghann and i have been chilling recently (waffle house, reconize!), i've been banished from my loonch again, ryan and i are crashing prom, and someone sent me a god-awful crush email (who is it, dammit!!!). i opened a checking account and got car insurance, bought two dresses for prom (ooh, decisions!), and am currently watching dick tracy. i've fallen in love with steve buscemi all over again and can't seem to escape the fabulous eddie izzard. plus, i just saw jason x and it was the best/worst movie ever! "we looooove premarital sex! heehee."