Confession #2

Sometimes I want to write really personal stuff in this blog, but then I remember that there are some weird creepy people (I'm pointing my finger at you, Stu) who read it and thus I have to keep it all shut up inside. Maybe I will go back to writing in my old blog for all my ~*serious*~ posts because no one knows about it/remembers it, hell I can't even remember the password half the time. Oh well, it's always better to keep feelings/thoughts pent up inside anyways. AMIRITE?

In other news, I saw HM tonight and I cried a little. It was touching disney as always and I am liking her voice more and more. I don't know what else to say, so good night, and have some jesorilla!

I hate my teeth and the hollows under my eyes. Good night internets!

Confession #1

Sometimes when I'm work doing a repetative task I put myself in scenerios where I meet a famous star, or singer, or what have you, that I'm not really huge into, but I know one of my friends is and in this scenerio, I'll talk to them like they're just a normal person, or give them an honest truth about their capabilities and they'll love me for it and I'll go home feeling awesome. Then I go to whoever is in love with that person and tell them of the day I had and they'll be so jealous, and even worse, be mad because I didn't get an autograph or picture.


Describing what happens is so much more lame than making up a scenerio in my head which are always cool and always go really well.