I just found out school's going to be out for a week starting Monday. I'm going to sound like a complete nerd but I finally have time to finish my Sejarah!
Watched 'Juno' at home with Dan. Her baby-bump is too fake&Michael Cera's shorts were too short. It billowed in the wind whenever he moved cause it was like a skirt."When I see them running like that with their things bouncing around in their shorts I always picture them naked even if I don't want to. All I see is pork swords."
That. Is funny.
Found this on RedBubble.
Hello,
My name is lonesome.
You know me;
I’m the man sitting on the park bench
With his face in his hands
You know me;
I’m the kid at school that nobody
Wants to play with
Because I walk funny, talk funny
And don’t like to play sports
You know me;
I’m the disheveled woman
Pushing the shopping cart down the street
You know me;
I’m the shy and timid guy
Who could never get a date
You know me;
I’m the man with his hands to the sky
Cursing at god in gibberish
You know me;
I’m the guy who never made a peep
Until I showed up at work one day
With a loaded shotgun
You know me;
I’m the one sleeping under the freeway overpass
You know me;
I’m the one who went to war
And never fully returned
You know me;
I’m the famous and adored pop star
Hounded day and night by photographers
But can trust no one
You know me;
For I am all of these
And they are all me
And that which you do to them
You do to me…
P/S: Alia has gotten me loving Boys Like Girls again.
Found this on RedBubble.
Hello,
My name is lonesome.
You know me;
I’m the man sitting on the park bench
With his face in his hands
You know me;
I’m the kid at school that nobody
Wants to play with
Because I walk funny, talk funny
And don’t like to play sports
You know me;
I’m the disheveled woman
Pushing the shopping cart down the street
You know me;
I’m the shy and timid guy
Who could never get a date
You know me;
I’m the man with his hands to the sky
Cursing at god in gibberish
You know me;
I’m the guy who never made a peep
Until I showed up at work one day
With a loaded shotgun
You know me;
I’m the one sleeping under the freeway overpass
You know me;
I’m the one who went to war
And never fully returned
You know me;
I’m the famous and adored pop star
Hounded day and night by photographers
But can trust no one
You know me;
For I am all of these
And they are all me
And that which you do to them
You do to me…
P/S: Alia has gotten me loving Boys Like Girls again.
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