9.19.2009

Should've said no.


Ha. Or not. I hear that I say no too much.
Meh. So what. I really don't care. ha.

Anyways. There is actually a point to this blog. . Or 2 points.

Point Number 1) I don't have internet sooo... I haven't been able to talk as much as normal.

Point Number 2) I was just sitting here thinking about someone. Then I was wondering who they were thinking about. Then I was thinking if anyone was thinking about me. Then I started racing through my head, all of these people who I know and wondering who they are all thinking about. Or what. I started wondering how they are and what they see. Sometimes when I walk down the street I wonder what is on someone elses mind. Like people that I see. Whether it be the fat guy in the convertable or the mom of 5 in the SUV. I get so curious about what is on someone elses mind. It's ridiculous a little bit.
I have a conclusion to all my stupid thinking.
Someone is always thinking about you. It could be anyone. Anywhere.
Someone somewhere has you on their mind. They are probably wondering what's on your mind.
Or at least I would be.
Sighh.
I really don't feel like explaining my thoughts anymore.
They sound to stupid when I write them down.

Uncle Kracker :D
"All I know is that when I'm with you, I make you free.
And Swim through your veins like a fish in the sea"


Accomplishment of the day: I scored 110,700 on Bejeweled Blitz on Facebook.
I have no life. ha. :]
But that's okay.
I'm partly proud of that no life of mine.

Life update:
For those of you who haven't read my about me on myspace recently,
I am moving to Summerlin. Well.. I guess it isn't TECHNICALLY Summerlin cause we aren't on the right side of the street..
But if you cross the street to the side where it says "Welcome to Summerlin" .. then you'll be in Summerlin.
For those of you who don't know where Summerlin is at..
Well. It's by the Red Rock Station Casino.
I am switching schools.
Again.
To Spring Valley.
Sighh.
Wish me luck.

I am gonna go be a no life on Myspace :]
Or maybe I'll read.. I love books.



p.s. i have a secrety secret.

//stupid.