I so want to eat that sandwich, but I won't.

Hiya boys'n'girls. What's up. I am in a damn fine mood this morning, because my headache from yesterday is gone, and I excersized when I woke up ("Exercise gives you endorphins. Endorphins make you happy. Happy people just don't kill their husbands, they just don't." Thank you, Legally Blonde. I love that movie.) Incidentally, I found my DutchKamikaze hat and wore it yesterday while I studied for the biology test that I've made up my mind to get an A on; I also found my Yankees hat, which I'm wearing now (backwards, with my hair in piggy braids and a t-shirt that says "Kiss me I'm a Pirate.") I also wore my Slytherin scarf this morning, as it was snowing.

Feather's happy list:

~ A large block of time to do nothing in particular
~ I had some coffee this morning
~ I listened to N'sync's Christmas album on the bus
~ Karen made snarky comments in her journal about how stupid CSI:Miami is, and I agree with her one hundred percent
~ I had a CSI dream the other night, and that makes me happy, even though it was a bad one
~ My French teacher is way cool
~ At least two people in the world support me taking two years off after school to go to Japan idea
~ The people on the bus had a coversation that was so stupid that it made me feel incredibly smart
~ More fanfic ideas! Yay
~ Oreo cookies
~ Phantom of the Opera (more on this later... damn you Karen, you got me hooked all over again)

Anyway, the list goes on, but it's tedious. The point is I'm totally happy right now. Yaygome. And in ten minutes I get to go see how bad I failed my French test, but whatever. It's totally not my fault that I don't know any actresses to compare, and wound up comparing and contrasting Jorja Fox and Gary Dourdan. It's not my fault if my grammar is ridiculous.

...Well, okay, that is my fault. But at least it's amusing. Muah ha ha ha ha.

I so want to eat that sandwich, but I won't.

Hiya boys'n'girls. What's up. I am in a damn fine mood this morning, because my headache from yesterday is gone, and I excersized when I woke up ("Exercise gives you endorphins. Endorphins make you happy. Happy people just don't kill their husbands, they just don't." Thank you, Legally Blonde. I love that movie.) Incidentally, I found my DutchKamikaze hat and wore it yesterday while I studied for the biology test that I've made up my mind to get an A on; I also found my Yankees hat, which I'm wearing now (backwards, with my hair in piggy braids and a t-shirt that says "Kiss me I'm a Pirate.") I also wore my Slytherin scarf this morning, as it was snowing.

Feather's happy list:

~ A large block of time to do nothing in particular
~ I had some coffee this morning
~ I listened to N'sync's Christmas album on the bus
~ Karen made snarky comments in her journal about how stupid CSI:Miami is, and I agree with her one hundred percent
~ I had a CSI dream the other night, and that makes me happy, even though it was a bad one
~ My French teacher is way cool
~ At least two people in the world support me taking two years off after school to go to Japan idea
~ The people on the bus had a coversation that was so stupid that it made me feel incredibly smart
~ More fanfic ideas! Yay
~ Oreo cookies
~ Phantom of the Opera (more on this later... damn you Karen, you got me hooked all over again)

Anyway, the list goes on, but it's tedious. The point is I'm totally happy right now. Yaygome. And in ten minutes I get to go see how bad I failed my French test, but whatever. It's totally not my fault that I don't know any actresses to compare, and wound up comparing and contrasting Jorja Fox and Gary Dourdan. It's not my fault if my grammar is ridiculous.

...Well, okay, that is my fault. But at least it's amusing. Muah ha ha ha ha.

Meh. -_-

Okay, so Livejournal is a stupid shit and just erased my whole damn entry. Holy god and motherfuck, that's annoying.

My advisor is also a stupid shit; he never shows up and you can't make any appointments with him. So I took myself to the Criminal Justice department and got myself a new advisor.

Incidentally, I am now a Criminal Justice major.

Classes for next semester:

~ English
~ Public Speaking
~ Introduction to Criminalistics
~ Chemistry/Chem Lab
~ Sociology
~ Algebra

Gah. Overload. Kill me now.

...stupid journal. It was a good entry; I'm bitter about this.

Also, saw Thaddeus on the bridge, and that reminded me to do my biology extra-credit abstract, so I did that before, too. I've just gotten all sorts of things accomplished today. I should wear my hair in piggy braids more often.

Meh. -_-

Okay, so Livejournal is a stupid shit and just erased my whole damn entry. Holy god and motherfuck, that's annoying.

My advisor is also a stupid shit; he never shows up and you can't make any appointments with him. So I took myself to the Criminal Justice department and got myself a new advisor.

Incidentally, I am now a Criminal Justice major.

Classes for next semester:

~ English
~ Public Speaking
~ Introduction to Criminalistics
~ Chemistry/Chem Lab
~ Sociology
~ Algebra

Gah. Overload. Kill me now.

...stupid journal. It was a good entry; I'm bitter about this.

Also, saw Thaddeus on the bridge, and that reminded me to do my biology extra-credit abstract, so I did that before, too. I've just gotten all sorts of things accomplished today. I should wear my hair in piggy braids more often.

My mind is fucking warped.

*sweatdrop* Obviously, this is taking a Phantom of the Opera/CSI crossover way too far. -_-










Inspired by Karen. Base by Nicki.
Yeah!

My mind is fucking warped.

*sweatdrop* Obviously, this is taking a Phantom of the Opera/CSI crossover way too far. -_-










Inspired by Karen. Base by Nicki.
Yeah!

Another strange GS story

Kudos to anyone who gets this.

( seashore butterfly )

Another strange GS story

Kudos to anyone who gets this.

( seashore butterfly )

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CSI Drabbles, made using this drabble generator:
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( The Battle For The Lavender Manolo Blahnik Shoe )

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CSI Drabbles, made using this drabble generator:
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( To Crazily Leap )

( The Battle For The Lavender Manolo Blahnik Shoe )

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