AMEH-LIA

Oh, there once was a cat his named was Wilfret and he had not a care in the world He sat on a mat and stared at some mold he stared and he stared and he stared till his eyes shriveled in his head Now poor Wilfret couldn't stare or glare or strangely even care. "The mold had grown boring, thank the Lordling, my eyes are gone or else i would have had to pee on your floor." Said Wilfret the cat in a strange accent But alas without his fine eyes Wilfret could not move out of the way and he was often treaded upon. Now Wilfret is proud so he only meowed for several hours a step But his family couldn't notice his agony becaus

I dunno why i even bother with these do-hickies. I can't blog, cant keep a diary and certainly cant keep this thing updated. so here is a rundown on me at this exact moment in time, exact i tell you: 1. bored outta my mind 2. All friends have left the country to go to Uni... except me though i am going to uni, it just starts later (like next year) 3. obsessed with movies and particularly the DvDs Special Features 4. Annoyed that an 'interactive menu' somehow qualifies as a special feature. I DONT GIVE A FLYING RATS ASS ABOUT THE MENU I WANT BEHIND THE SCENES STALKER INFO! 5. Local library had book sale, my stack comes to my knees so go

Whoo gonna be officially OLD tmrw. Whoop whoop! Eighteen! a freaking adult, and yet i still act like a kid feel like a kid and did i mention act like a kid? And doing the freaking IB that i am not sure i am cut out for. Like today some business advertising guy came to our school and i was talking to him about his work, and he asked me what i wanted to do, and i said creative stuff (very smooth and businessy, i know) then he was like 'and you are in higher IB business and management because...?' i made up some wonderful stuff about being a well rounded student (blegh) Then i am being facebook stalked and people who never really talk to m