Sorry I haven't posted recently, life just sucks too much. Ah well. Tyler Emerson..... Did I mention that? Ooo that boy is fi-ine. Back To The Future partay tomorrow! I'm soooooooooooo excited. I'm getting really worried about Kai, so Kai if you read this, Vladimir looks best with a party hat on! If that made any sense whatsoever. It would to Molly. Whatever though. I've been around Lars too much, I say dude all the time now. I read an extremely creepy book called Coraline. Her mom has buttons for eyes and really long fingernails.... Very creeepy. I'm going to have nightmares. I wish I was going to Sitka this weekend, but avas I'm not in volleyball or ddf. Harumph. Oo, my toe fell asleep. I hate that. Boyfriends are such a complication, I'm so glad I don't have one... Well not really but let me have my moment ok?! God. I wish I was the president of the Breakfast Club. Cross Country is over and certain people hate me, but whatever. I want to wear a deep yellow dress to prom, with a sunflower corsage. That would be awesome. Sorry, I just read Stargirl. That is a very good book. Oh my song ended must start it again. There we go all better. My school pictures came, they're okay, except that I had the Hair from Hell. Other than that it would have been the best school picture ever. Oh well. Everything happens for a reason. Yea. Don't pull a Marty McFly.... OH my sister is so weird. Then again, so am I. Urgh! I don't see how Emily Thorpe can have a boyfriend, and yet I have never had one except for 7 hours which DOESN"T COUNT. Mmm, lip gloss.... Well I guess I'm making up for no posts with writing a really long one. Oh the song ended again better restart it. Watermelon bubble gum is really good. No, not good. What's another word. Delectable. Scrumptious. Marvy. Fabby! Gorgey... Rain boots. I want some Wellies. Or wellingtons, if you want to get technical. I'm cold. Sigh. Do you ever get that feeling where you just feel bad, and there's no reason for it? Ya well I do. Gherkin. I was born in the wrong decade... I'm a 20's girl. Flappers all the way. The Charleston. New York City. Oh yeah. Prohibition. Bootleggers. Right on. Well this post is getting interminable, so I'll stop now. Love you all. Buh bye now. Don't let the rats get you... Oh no Tux will protect you. Or that adorable hyperactive puppy of yours...