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I like that phrase thats the title. I got it from......I dunno, I read it somewhere, I think it was on some girl's binder once.
Firstly, I want to thank all of you. It helps. It really does. And it also helped that I was able to vent it out. Gotta love blogging....too bad its practically becoming illegal...So much for the lovely "Freedom of Speech".
Yeah, so I had the best sleep I've ever had in monthes. Though I still hate I have til wait til around 12 for my window of sleep to be able to open. If I try to go to sleep around 9...ha..It won't happen. Though, I swear to god I heard bells. It freaked me out so much that I wouldn't even roll over or open my eyes, I kept deathly still.
I'm not sure what I expected to see if I had rolled over to try and find the source of the bells but the image from the exorcism of Emily Rose where the bed goes upright and she is like being contorted by this force was just in my mind. The finally stopped after a bit...I guess I should say that the bells weren't like constant, it was like every few what I'm guessing were minutes they'd ring twice.
After that though, not even gunshots could have waken me....though Mum suceeded when she came in and announced that Dad made me some pancakes...He said that they were styled to my liking and I shouldn't have any probelms....yeah I'm kind of picky when it comes to pancakes...the people at IHOP would hate me. Mum and Lauren left to run some errands, I got up an hour later, ate the yummy pancakes then told samantha to start waking up while I was in the shower...She's not a morning person either. Which is why instead of telling her to abruptly get up, I tell her to get started on waking up...
She ate, I checked my stupid MySpace...then Mum came back and we went to see You, Me and Dupree.
Such a good movie, Owen Wilson was goregous as he always is...oh yeah...good acting too.
It funny amazingly...I kinda thought itd suck but thankfully, I was wrong.

AND I learned something.
Your name+ ness= that special something that you'll always have.
Lauren and I lectured dad at lunch to be a better husband for Mum. Compliment her more, Quit correcting her....simple stuff...and then he expects Lauren and I to like tell him when to do it....I swear this man is an idiot. God even if he doesn't love her, he can still be nice...Besides since when is marriage really based on love?...It's more like a mutual agreement thats like "Hey, I think I can stand you the rest of my life...sex isn't bad either...Yeah...this might work...where's a priest?"
Ickk Solane Knowles looks like a man on the cover of that cheerleading movie that went straight to DVD because there isn't anyone worthy in it.

You all start school...like what this wekk? and I'll be all on my lonesome with not a soul to talk to.....least it won't be as bad as last year, I can at least CALL someone here and hang out with them....and there's that stupid cruise that I don't actually want to go on.

Your imagination's running wild
Round your deceptive heart.
This is my crusade
And you're the unreachable star .
-I forgot who that belongs too....It's just playing randomly on my computer.
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