Though none of YOU PEOPLE helped me with it, I've narrowed my username list down.
I won't necessarily change it, but I might if I feel like it.
Here it is:
Sadistic Lobster
Halp!
The Ironic Wedgie
[Witty Text Here]
Sailor Duh
Surrealistic Normality
Keheheheheh. I really like "Sailor Duh".
I took a three(ish)-hour-long-nap. It was really, really nice. When I woke up I'd been wearing my skinnies and they were all stiff so I started changing into my wonderful zebra-stripe pajama pants : DDDDD And when I took my jeans off my legs were SO SOFT. It was FREAKY. Like, seriously. Sleeping in jeans is like a natural moisturizer or something. Except without the natural part. Because jeans are man-made.
I had a really superb day at school today. Time passed, and I just floated on by... I didn't even really see the day. It was just start... End. Whoa. It's over?
School gets out in a month. I'm psyched. Of course, that also means my return to England with limited online time. I'll have to tell my mom about my Gaia account so I don't have to hide it from her. My mother is seriously a**l about social networking sites, so I've never been able to have anything like that. My dad doesn't freaking care, of course. Although, my mom finally (F I N A L L Y !) let me have a frigging MySpace, which I don't want anyway. Either way, I think I'll be okay if I tell her. I'll have to remove all offensive and/or sexual icons from my profile and store the links somewhere though, so my mother doesn't flip out over the word "********". Or something.
*Sigh* It will be a hassle. I'll probably have to change my username too. She's just... Like that. She'll either find it amusing and pat me on the back or give my "The Look" and make me change it. A hassle, what a hassle...
Keheheheh. Tomorrow I have to dress up for this greek thing. We got to choose who we wanted to be, so I chose Agamemnon xDD I like to call him "Agamemnomnomnom" in class.
ANYWAY, I'm taking a thin sheet of cork and gluing it to this pair of flip-flops to make them look like sandals. I'm making a little sign that iIll hang around my neck that says "GIVE ME TROY." and stab wounds where my wife (Laura, who's Clytemnestra. She's also my daughter. As in, she's Liz and I's child. She was born on Sunday xDDDDD) killed me, enraged that I sacrificed my daughter (Keyla, Iphigenia) to Artemis for a fair wind. I'm also taking brown tempera paint (It washes off easily) and painting a beard onto my face. And I'm going to be real dark-looking all day. Like "Grrr" and stuff. And I'm making a cardboard sword with Iphigenia's blood on it and a little crown out of woven grass. Unfortunately, to my great disappointment, I'm not allowed to wrap a black sheet around myself and call it a toga. D'Awww.
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Shrouded in black, the mysterious bird creeps to the edge of the sky. It peeps down at the world beneath its feet, shivering a little. A flutter of wings reveals a glowing orange light as it plummets to the ground below, announcing the arrival of dawn. I sit by and drink a cup of black coffee.
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