maybe the popular kids think they are special.
and maybe the popular kids wanabes think they will be special.
if that makes them happy.

im leaving the house in about half an hour
my mom is still on the phone talking about results.

my hair is long now, and it havent been so long before. it makes me feel old.
like some sort of new aged cavewoman.

the computer is lagging a little bit, the internet connection is slow.
i admit im addicted to the net, and every second i spent looking at the ceiling makes me realise and breathe my addiction. its very bad.
even on days i dont know what to do on the net, i'll just go to yahoo.com, stare at the screen, and breathe.
harmful.

the morning was a little boring after breakfast so i wrapped old things in blue paper. i might open them during christmas.

just a stalk is good, more than one loses its importance.
why do girls like bouquets, i wonder.