||[Apr. 15th, 2005|05:54 pm]
i've always wanted to write a story in the sand...
|||||Green Green Dress ~ Tick, Tick...Boom!||]|
ran around after school with aryan's (sp? sry luv!) black afro wig on. ran after my mom's car when she came to pick me up: she didn't recognize me with it on.
How is it possible to know so many fun people? I was wondering how the other day and realized that i met 90% of them in drama. I noticed that there are times when i love my life, love the world, and want to dance every where i go, and other times when i hate my existance, but i never hate my friends. Those extraordinary people who aren't afraid to go crazy, go wild, have fun, and don't mind looking like complete idiots while they're around me. Those are the kind of people that i need around me 24/7 to hold me up when i'm blind. I LOVE YOU ALL!!! *virtual hug to all of the people like that who consider themselves my friends and vice versa*