"When I walk into a room people stop and stare it's like nobody else is there.
You know it's me not you,
Who said anything 'bout you?"
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by The Veronicas.
I actually don't have my ipod with me at the moment. It's in my room as I'm in the living room. I just happen to remember what was the last song that was playing. I don't think it fits what mood I'm in, but that's okay. I'm watching "Ghosts of Girlfriends Past." There's nothing else to do at 11:54 pm at night. It's an okay movie.
Today School was actually good. I got cake because it was someone's birthday. And I tried to throw it at boy #1... (To remind you who Boy #1 is. He likes my Twin and it is a huge mess and too much drama to explain at the moment.) And I missed him and hit the leg of the friend that yelled at me yesterday... Well, at least I hit someone...
In gym we played Dodgeball today, and I got hit in the face... But for a very un cordinated person, I can dodge very well.
Lunch today, my friend (She'll be called Blazian) and I sand duets in the MPR. Then Monster, Blazian, Twin, and I went into the MPR backstage and messed around. And we were doing fail cheer moves (well, at least I was) and Twin was actually a cheerleader. So she said "Here, I can do it" and she proceded to kick her leg up in the air when
RIP!
Yes, her jeans rips down the middle. I think that was the highlight of my day. Funniest thing ever.
So Monster and I have to go get her some shorts, and we record the whole adventure. It was pretty sniffy.
Later today we went to the MB Village Mall, (Monster, Me, Twin. No Blazian.). We were supposed to go to Costa to meet friends of my Twin. But there was no point since they would have to leave by the time we got there. So we walked to the Village instead. Went into Sefora (Of which I was decked out as a Purple Ice Queen) and wandered that mall strangely.
I'm really tired, and I can't really have any deep thoughts at the moment... They're pretty "I did this. and Blah blah blah" sorry bout that.
I think I'll say more tomorrow.
And All that Jazz.
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