• she's • my • rock • star • doll •

$7.50 an hour, bitches and bullfrogs!

Mon, 20 Jun 2005 14:37:05 GMT

what i have to look forward to this summer:

"work is the curse of the drinking classes"
thanks, oscar wilde

"twas all a dream"

Mon, 20 Jun 2005 07:33:55 GMT

candy
is dandy
but liquor
is quicker

here we go again, world

Fri, 10 Jun 2005 07:58:30 GMT

introducing... my ~~little~~ brother.

topping 6'6" and he's only sixteen.

eat your veggies, kids.

i think this life is affecting my brain

Thu, 01 Jan 2004 19:02:01 GMT

+ = a good old fashioned bottle rocket war.

sometimes i really miss hanging out with my brother.. but last night was awesome, and i escaped with minor injuries.

to my brother george, the richest man in town

Thu, 01 Jan 2004 04:58:33 GMT

i don't think i'm the best resolution-keeper...
last year, i believe, in no particular order they included:

1)find a way to do something unbelievably wonderful on st patrick's day (-)
2)go to a misfits show -IT ALMOST HAPPENED BUT THEY FUCKING CANCELED, ALRIGHT? (-)
3)have fun on sisters day and get anna the perfect present (-)
4)change my hair signifigantly (+)
5)promote spontaneous acts of kindness towards strangers (+)
6)take lots of pictures (+)
7)film a documentary (-)
8)learn to play guitar no..excuses..(-)
9)learn to juggle (+)
10)pierce something(+)
11)stop my constant intake of ramen noodles and cotton candy (-)
12)rip somebody off for at least $20 (+)
13)change somebody's mind drastically (+)
14)NOT get addicted to the real world (+)
15)leave behind stupid high school drama (-)
16)meet a nice boy and forget about previous assholes (-)
17)buy something on ebay that i can't afford (+)
18)overdose on eyeliner (+)

actually, 12 out of 18 isn't that bad.
and some of them were really... dumb.. so hah.

i resolve to not hold myself to anything.
and maybe grow up.. a little.
but that's it.

two little girls in london dwell more naughty than i'd like to tell.

Wed, 10 Dec 2003 23:39:15 GMT

i'm not the nervous breakdown type of person.
something's driven me insane.
watch out doll-y, this axe is for you.

and girls that eat pizza but never gain weight

Mon, 01 Dec 2003 18:25:42 GMT

after last night's rendezvous at the new secret location, school was definitely not an option. i thought it'd be more fun to explore salem on foot, beginning at f.n.e.b. and ending at main street. hah. i must say i believe up until this point i have taken automotive transportation for granted. it seems a lot longer to get from place to place walking. and being 'hooted' at. ooh yeah.. those burly construction workers. mmm. baby. anyway, here i am at the library & i shall be off seeking further exploration adventures. [and with $17.25 in my pocket, i think i'll have myself another iced cappichino]

sometimes i've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast

Sat, 29 Nov 2003 15:13:03 GMT

truly great madness cannot be achieved without significant intelligence.

what a week.

wednesday- 1/2 school, work, snoop dogg, el mall, shoe store, kroger<-bastards, food lion- cash paycheck, hecht's, walmart?- ah yes, coffee shop, macado's [we stayed 4.1 seconds] coach b, her very 1st car bomb, kicking ass at pool, drunk teacher, home, super clean, 4 something a.m. - sleep
thanksgiving- wake, pack, go to work, clock in, deal with the insane, clock out, pick up stuff, get iguanas, serious hanging out with mackenzie, james bond movies, cherry pie, dance party, staying up all night watching movies
friday- rudely awakened at 12 something by mackenzie, sprinkle cake, Gorgeous Ladies Of Wrestling, more movies, salem walmart, then underwear shopping with my brother, lollipop paint shop, not killing anybody driving home, mother yelling at me, sprinkle cake, falling asleep to the matrix
and here it is- saturday finally leaving for home but more work.

you know what happens to popular people... they get fat

Wed, 29 Oct 2003 02:52:58 GMT

i had such the adventure last night. it all started like this:

it was a cold and dark night. at approximately 10:30 p.m., the amazing anna & i decided to embark on a long walk, utilizing only each other's company and the presence of rosie the pigdog and lord vader the cat (explained later). now while this seemed like a good idea at the time.. our happyfunstroll soon took a startling turn for the worse. allow me to elaborate. after some accidental trespassing on :scoff: private property... we were on our way. lord vader (he had followed us out of the house and wouldn't go home) led the way. and there we were- anna, happy, slightly nervous about the possibility of setting off those motiondetector lights, and myself- frozen, excited, and just a little too hyper. the first interesting thing we did was search for the two-story completely HIDEOUS statue of liberty located in somebody's backyard. unfortunately, it was dark, and the statue was not spotlighted, and we couldn't quite remember whose yard it was in or where they lived. so we continued on our merry little way- past the horse pasture and down a little lane by the lake. i suggested we jack a paddleboat and put around the lake, but anna was not particularly into that. we had been walking for about a half hour by then, and we were looking for our way home. i mean, it's not like we could have gotten lost, right? not a mere mile or so away from our house, you say. well... i wouldn't say lost so much as temporarily misplaced the relation of latitude and longitude of our beings and that of our house. yes, we went up every street and dead end and backyard and shortcut, but we simply could not find our way back. after leading anna down the road i was so SURE was the right path.. we uhm... ended up almost in salem. how, you ask, did we end up in SALEM of all places? so far from home? on a simple evening stroll? perhaps this is not meant to be known. we somehow retraced our steps and after several wrong turns (and almost nakedness on my part, which was quite embarrassing to my beautiful sister) we found the road on which we came. and this time, when we passed the horse pasture, the horses were out and they came up to the fence to see us. i miss being around them all the time, they're gorgeous creatures. anyway, the important thing is, we arrived home, near midnight, frozen and tired, more relieved and grateful for our continued existence than anything else. oh, and guess what we're doing tonight?

that's right.
lace up your walking boots.
it's party time!

death is better, a milder fate than tyranny

Tue, 28 Oct 2003 00:59:52 GMT

i've been working. a lot. too much, in fact. let's fix that.

who wants to hangout? pick a time & a place- i'll be there. [i miss you all too much]

1st block- adv. english: 9:12 a.m.-
"UHM, ms chandler? the chick who did the harry potter thing... is that the same chick who wrote the twin towers and those movies?"

eeeek. apparently i have vastly over-estimated the intelligence of my generation. too bad.

well, the job that you used to have- they gave it to somebody down in el salvador

Thu, 02 Oct 2003 01:09:04 GMT

just got back from my first day at work. yours truely, i'm afraid, is just a little too absent-minded to be a waitress. but i have the best perk ever- FREE food. which is always- nice. and at $6.25 an hour i won't cry.

america had often been discovered before columbus, but it had always been hushed up.

Mon, 22 Sep 2003 22:40:24 GMT

[Error: Irreparable invalid markup ('<img [...] </img>') in entry. Owner must fix manually. Raw contents below.]

<img src="http://www.theworldsgreatbooks.com/images/literature2july2002/thepearl.jpg"</img>
i'll betcha five dollars i shall fail this book report unless i develop ultra-fast reading powers slash book-report writing ability.

:/

ooooh:
science grade: A 100.0%
class average: C 78.6%
gloat/glee/boast/brag/HAH.

<small>maybe i <i>SHOULD<i> have been a marine biologist</small>

pencil and grin: and who cares about grace when you've got a pretty face?

Tue, 16 Sep 2003 00:47:42 GMT

i know the most amazing woman. her name is sasha. she is eighty something and i love her. i met her at brandon oaks.. and the first thing i noticed was her amazing apartment filled with all these incredible pictures from all over the world (she was born in poland). there's interesting artwork everywhere. oh.. and SHE KNOWS AUDREY HEPBURN. i was just.. casually perusing her apartment when i looked up and saw a picture of ms. hepburn and a beautiful young woman. i was shocked, to say the least. when i asked her who was with audrey, she told me, in the most casual manner "oh yehs, my dear, zat vould be audrey, ve vere great friends. ze young voman on the right vas me." i think i just stood there, staring in a dazed stupor. i looked around some more and there were letters and signed pictures. i couldn't believe it... anyway, she is completely amazing and i love her already. she has so many incredible stories to tell and experiences to share about growing up in poland. she was sent to a concentration camp when she was a little girl where most of her family was killed, and she came here and married a handsome man who became insanely wealthy. she has the greatest and most refined sense of humor, and she's incredibly intelligent. mmmmmmm.. i guess this is enough gushing and raving for today.

OH! franky, my dear, i don't give a damn..
for you know who you are.

when you're strange no one remembers your name

Fri, 12 Sep 2003 21:49:53 GMT

ohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeezohjeez.

stress. thumbs down.

definitely...

would anyone like to buy me a trip to europe for my birthday?
i'll take you with me.

here he comes the boy who tried to vanish to the future or the past

Thu, 04 Sep 2003 20:24:03 GMT

applied for a waitressing job at the old people place.

are you proud?

[cha-ching]

this should be veRY temporary...

p.s. i saw your name in the paper, ms audrey walls. congradulations & salutations.

no reservations for the blue ice virgin

Sat, 23 Aug 2003 21:57:42 GMT

yeah, i was booted out of the baptist home [you're SO suprised, i can tell]. now don't go thinking i'm hardcore just because i got kicked out of a place for juvenile deliquents.. because i didn't do anything all that... bad... whatsoever. running away was stupid... but i did get my 36 hours of blissful freedom. other events and small.. mischief-like 'incidents' occured daily until i finally 'crossed the line' and was granted residence with my gorgeous sister [776-3027 for all my stalkers out there]. so i am set to invade patrick henry high school on august the twenty-fifth. i'll miss my northside dolls- such as sharon & ashly, oh and of course, my fangirls & fanboys.. and salem.. only a distant dream. oh depress! aklsjdflkasdjfklj effe patrick henry up its patriot ass.. they have these stupid block schedules with only 3 classes a day & each class is a whopping hour and fifty minutes long.. anyone who knows me will tell you i have the attention span of a 3 year old at a barbara streisand concert. how shall i survive? sigh.. tis only one more year after this. wish me luck [<3].

p.s.- guess whateverbody? i heart nathan. HAH.. bet you didn't know.

p.p.s.- watch this movie:

i am the death of real

Sun, 27 Jul 2003 01:00:45 GMT

fuck the baptist home... AND not getting letters that were sent (<3 to my homey, audrin). AND nuns chewing on MY cotton candy bubble gum. because that's so not cool.

goddammmmnnit i miss you nathanannaaudreysharon.

so go ahead and send me some mail... i'll love you forever (not that i already don't, of course):

rachael gammon
english cottage [vbch]
860 mt. vernon lane
po box 849
salem, va 24153

the power of philosophy floats through my head, light like a feather, heavy as lead

Thu, 12 Jun 2003 18:39:21 GMT

well i know, i miss more then i hit,
with a face, that was launched to sink,
and i seldom feel the brine relief,
it's been the worst day since yesterday,

if there's one thing i have said,
is that the dreams i once had now lay in bed,
as the four winds blow, my wits through the door,
it's been the worst day since yesterday,

fallin' down to you sweet ground,
when the flowers they bloom.
well its there i'll be found,
hurry back to me, my wild calling,
its been the worst day since yesterday.

so these wounds have seen no wars,
except for the scars i have ignored,
and this endless crutch well its never enough.
it's been the worst day since yesterday,

hell says hello, well its time i should go,
to pastures green that i've yet to see.
hurry back to me my wild calling,
it's been the worst day since yesterday.
it's been the worst day since yesterday...

so.. i leave for hell in [40] minutes.
i bought my digital camera today.
oh, and made up my science exam..
my crazy nice science teacher with
the longest mustache ever
demanded i write this summer..
[OR ELSE].
& my tales & legends teacher told me
i was exempt from the exam.. since
my grade was so high in that class.

other than that,
life as i know it has ended
goodbye my darlings..

oh firecracker, patriotic lire, you were burning bright the day the country died, in all your glory

Wed, 11 Jun 2003 06:47:27 GMT

don't play

with matches

how did this happen, you say?

well...

as you can see, it started out innocently enough...

...but soon escalated into depth charges and blowing up plastic cups.
i fell on my ass after slipping on the wet pavement, at which sharon and trevor took the opportunity to point and laugh at me.

however, the depth charges were puny and the cup ended up in better shape than me.

bottle rocket-mania ensued..

and the martha stewart designer bottle rocket was born. [before]

[and after]

our devestation briefly interrupted by sue the mail lady...

but sharon and i were back in action and no time and we played the game "and run"...

except apparently i forgot about the "and run" part

we made like snoop dog.. and then..

and then we did something slightly illegal...and my next door neighbor decided to hide out

at which point sharon attempted to ignite a car with a match unsuccessfully

...so she had to enlist the help of a 10-year-old boy

and success...

^-that would be, at the top of the picture, the cup that was blown several feet into the air.. [you can see the shadow]

now with her newfound pyromania, sharon lit that single match.. & she set off a nuclear explosion that temporarily obliterated roanoke, virginia and it's surrounding areas..

once the dust cleared.. we started to plan bigger and better things...

that's when the destruction occured... yeah, that is my trash can, and yeah... it did explode.

so what better to do than move our chaos indoors?

with the sex-crazed lion king characters,

a kurt cobain impersonator [yeah nathan, that is john's poster.. i stole it]

a signed MPRESS thing..? no idea where that came from,

AND SUPER MONKEY...

the end.. OH, and don't forget:

the only good thing to come out of religion was the music

Tue, 10 Jun 2003 02:59:07 GMT

sharon and i are SO psychic non related twins.. it's not even funny. we BOTH GOT ASKED OUT THE VERY SAME MINUTE TODAY BY DIFFERENT BOYS THAT WE HAD NO INTEREST IN WHATSOEVER. coincidence? hardly.. strange things are afoot at the circle k. anyway.. so today.. i didn't pack as much, didn't think as much, i just kind of sat around and talked to people on aim.. more than i usually do.. and it was interesting.

quotes of the day, in chronological order:

superskrull03: leeroy butch is my name and sex is my game

DarkShogun15: bah i wish i didnt have to live on this plane of exsistence

x Pseudo Logic x: on another note, how do you feel about the flaming lips and the talking heads?

The Convicted03: 723 days? Fuck, that's a long time.

x Pseudo Logic x: OMG, I LIKE, BET THEY HAVE THAT RAWKIN VID OF LIKE, THE JESUS DUDE WHO LIKE GETS NAILED ON A STICK! DOOOOOOD!

AftermathScumfuc: DONT TELL ANYONE IT WAS ME

Morrisonxix: its just the thought of having a hot girl then having another one making out with her; two great things are better than one

a1one in a crowd: ::beams:: i heart you too rachael.
a1one in a crowd: your mom sucks ass....

the day after tomorrow is the third day of the rest of your life

Mon, 09 Jun 2003 21:45:51 GMT

wow... the nicest thing my mom's EVER said to me: "yeah, you're weird. but you're a smart, unique, weird. i guess that's why you want to be an independent film director- to make smart, weird, unique films."
she couldn't possibly begin realize how much that meant to me.
but THAT didn't last for long:
morrisonxix: can you go go goo gooo?
i killed the spy: let me see
morrisonxix: come on
i killed the spy: she's screaming at me
i killed the spy: i told her i loved her and she looked like she was 20
i killed the spy: and yet she screams
morrisonxix: really
-^ michael.. didn't care TOO much

and so i've been spending approximately 0% of my time studying for exams, 80% of my time wandering aimlessly, and the remaining 20% packing.. getting ready to go to the 'summer camp for bad kids... in hawaii!' well, not exactly hawaii, persay.. but anyway. i'm just trying to look on the bright side.

WARNING.. I'M GOING TO SHAMELESSLY ASK FOR STUFF IN THIS NEXT PARAGRAPH:

ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... and speaking of that dreaded establishment, i recently discovered you are allowed to have music there. thank allah. unfortunately... my music collection has grown both small [from unreturned borrowings and theft] and repetitive [now i love b.b. king AND the clash.. but after the 82384739th time of 3 o'clock blues and london's burning .. things can get frustrating].. so if anybody has something they've gotten tired of or if any of you lucky ones with a cd burner would like to mix me something [i'd pay you, of course].. that'd be pure ecstacy. as nietzsche once said, "life without music would be a mistake". well for me, it would a mistake, mortal sin, and abomination all rolled into one. music is life and life is music.. it could being a going-away favor or something.. and as i said.. i would be all too willing to pay you for your efforts. thanks <3

our love is rice and beans and horse's lard

Sun, 08 Jun 2003 06:49:07 GMT

I ain't lookin' to compete with you,
Beat or cheat or mistreat you,
Simplify you, classify you,
Deny, defy or crucify you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

No, and I ain't lookin' to fight with you,
Frighten you or uptighten you,
Drag you down or drain you down,
Chain you down or bring you down.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I ain't lookin' to block you up
Shock or knock or lock you up,
Analyze you, categorize you,
Finalize you or advertise you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I don't want to straight-face you,
Race or chase you, track or trace you,
Or disgrace you or displace you,
Or define you or confine you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I don't want to meet your kin,
Make you spin or do you in,
Or select you or dissect you,
Or inspect you or reject you.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

I don't want to fake you out,
Take or shake or forsake you out,
I ain't lookin' for you to feel like me,
See like me or be like me.
All I really want to do
Is, baby, be friends with you.

i miss her more than anything. i would go without cotton candy forever if everyone could live in our chateau in the south of france.

you might be a rock 'n' roll addict prancing on the stage:
[ y e s or n o ]
1. nirvana- of course
2. sublime- ONE song. i swear.
3. depeche mode- there's a soft spot in my<3
4. linkin park- never
5. no doubt- i don't know what's happened to them, but they'll always have my support. gwen was my idol there for a while.
6. rage against the machine- nah
7. U2- UGH
8. green day- i remember dookie.
9. beastie boys- nonstop
~~10.~~ flaming lips- gods
~~11.~~ blink-182- oh dear.. NO.
~~12.~~ system of a down- for their genre, impressive. not really a fan, however.
~~13.~~ the smashing pumpkins- yea
~~14.~~ korn- no
~~15.~~ bob marley- hell yes
~~16.~~ metallica- pre-blackalbumONLY
~~17.~~ the offspring- haha- a song or two.
~~18.~~ the cure- yeah.
~~19.~~ incubus- not so amazing live.
~~20.~~ stone temple pilots- NO.
~~21.~~ pearl jam- nah
~~22.~~ tool- sometimes
~~23.~~ radiohead- always
~~24.~~ 311- no.
~~25.~~ nine inch nails- trent reznor oozes sexuality
~~26.~~ weezer- a song or two
~~27.~~ social distortion- i love their cover of "ring of fire"
~~28.~~ the smiths/morrissey- sure
~~29.~~ jane's addiction- mmhmm
~~30.~~ oingo boingo- 80's love.
~~31.~~ alice in chains- nah
~~32.~~ limp bizkit- NEVER
~~33.~~ the clash- do i even have to say? of course
~~34.~~ dave matthews band- never
~~35.~~ creed- JKLSDFKLSDJFKL UGH.
~~36.~~ the ramones- indeed.
~~37.~~ staind- ewwwwwwww.
~~38.~~ r.e.m.- only the older stuff
~~39.~~ bush- nope
~~40.~~ bad religion- always
~~41.~~ foo fighters- novelty... sure
~~42.~~ new order- yes yes, joy division <3
~~43.~~ soundgarden- hell no
~~44.~~ garbage- shirley is a sweet girl
~~45.~~ pennywise - not so much
~~46.~~ violent femmes- OF COURSE
~~47.~~ rob zombie/white zombie- aww.. yeah
~~48.~~ david bowie- delicious.. i mean.. yeah
~~49.~~ godsmack- UGHADFHEWWJSDKF.
~~50.~~ duran duran- hah.
~~51.~~ p.o.d.- ewwww times two.
~~52.~~ coldplay- yeah
~~53.~~ beck- oh god yes. he's pretty, too
~~54.~~ eminem- nah.. not that i'm immune to hearing it. thanks to 14 yr old little brothers.
~~55.~~ deftones- they remind me of wes. but no.
~~56.~~ cypress hill- what is their deal?
~~57.~~ oasis- undecided
~~58.~~ jimmy eat world- the whiney ones with the guitars? no thanks.
~~59.~~ tori amos-love her.
~~60.~~ moby- he's got good taste in music..
~~61.~~ the pixies- yes, thanks to my sister
~~62.~~ blondie- debbie was gorgeous... and i can listen without wanting to puke my brains out
~~63.~~ live- ?
~~64.~~ hole- fun to watch
~~65.~~ rancid- saw them once, it was fun
~~66.~~ fatboy slim- haha.. yes
~~67.~~ siouxsie and the banshees- of course
~~68.~~ marilyn manson- he's intelligent.. and i do like his versions of "sweet dreams" & "tainted love", but no.
~~69.~~ save ferris- .
~~70.~~ the sex pistols- yeah
~~71.~~ disturbed- no.. i'm not down with that
~~72.~~ billy idol- i met his ex-wife.. she was really nice.. the lip curl is priceless... sexy as hell
~~73.~~ the strokes- not sure yet
~~74.~~ the police- nah
~~75.~~ primus- yesyesyes
~~76.~~ the go-go's- haha.. well they were cute.
~~77.~~ everclear- ALL of their songs sound the same. no. except maybe that one song about swimming out past the breakers and watching the world die i remember loving that song; haven't heard it in a while
~~78.~~ bjork- she's adorable. love love love
~~79.~~ dramarama- .? what
~~80.~~ prodigy- mmmm. i liked the video for smack my bitch up... especially the ending.
~~81.~~ the cult- maybe?
~~82.~~ cake- nah
~~83.~~ mxpx- eww.
~~84.~~ third eye blind- eww
~~85.~~ sum 41- eww
~~86.~~ travis- eww
~~87.~~ papa roach- eww
~~88.~~ devo- OF COURSE
~~89.~~ a perfect circle- nah
~~90.~~ new found glory- ICK
~~91.~~ the cranberries- mmmm... undecided
~~92.~~ lit- no
~~93.~~ the b-52's- i love kate.. she's a cool girl.. and triple yes
~~94.~~ puddle of mudd- eww. the 'frontman' gives me the creeps
~~95.~~ blur- well.. sometimes
~~96.~~ unwritten law- more wannabe emo kids? i think NOT.
97. pet shop boys- well.. more 80's love
~~98.~~ hoobastank- never in a billion years
~~99.~~ X- again, thanks to anna, hell yes
~~100.~~ inxs- that suicide blonde song. but it ends there.

it's funny how the colors of the real world only seem really real when you viddy them on the screen

Sat, 07 Jun 2003 06:28:50 GMT

i killed the spy (2:00:57 AM): hmmm
i killed the spy (2:00:58 AM): things
i killed the spy (2:01:00 AM): andstuff
i killed the spy (2:01:03 AM): ijustwannajasdfkljasdkljfkl;jsdfk
i killed the spy (2:01:04 AM): scream
i killed the spy (2:01:06 AM): really loud
a1one in a crowd (2:01:08 AM): yea....
i killed the spy (2:01:12 AM): and smash a beer bottle on the road
a1one in a crowd (2:01:15 AM): you should
i killed the spy (2:01:43 AM): i will
i killed the spy (2:01:47 AM): in a minute
a1one in a crowd (2:01:49 AM): GOOD
i killed the spy (2:08:07 AM): wow.. that was the best i've felt in weeks
a1one in a crowd (2:08:14 AM): yay
i killed the spy (2:08:30 AM): i couldn't find a beer bottle.. so i took one of those dumbass kubuki figurines/drink glasses and ran down my street.. in the rain
i killed the spy (2:08:36 AM): and smashed it as hard as i could
i killed the spy (2:08:44 AM): it's 2:00 in the fucking morning
i killed the spy (2:08:47 AM): i'm insane

•that helped... so fucking much• i probably shouldn't deal with my problems like that... but it's instant gratification & i've learned from the best. ever since i've been little, my family has controlled their problems that way. & smashing things is such a release... it feels so good to hear the glass shatter into a billion tiny peices on the asphalt.

people are crazy and times are strange

now I need you more than ever; let's spend the night together

Sat, 07 Jun 2003 04:16:22 GMT

after my geometry exam, i went to the va. baptist home to take a tour. god, or some other higher power.. help me the fuck out. but then again.. i'm not on very good terms with god.. and i guess i'm not as lucky as i once thought. so, without further ado, the place where i will almost definitely spend my summer:

[sob]

we hope your rules and your wisdom choke you

Fri, 06 Jun 2003 03:46:04 GMT

my options for this summer include:
A) a 2% chance of staying with my most gorgeous sister, anna
B) a 98% chance of spending the entire summer in the virginia baptist children's home [which is, to me, the equivilent of hell]

i bet you're SO jealous right now. i'm generally a pretty lucky person.. not counting the past 8 non-winning lottery tickets i've purchased recently.. but the odds sure as hell are against me this time. wish me luck?