Yeah yeah yeah
I wish I still wrote/blogged. So I will. In my one class at school, she taught me to respect language. writing is power. Is it respectable to blog? Of course, it's the equivalent of a diary. That's why they call it diaryland.
Gonna see the yeah yeah yeah's. In a month.
Listening to champagne champagne, because their myspace says 'tropicla tropical tropical'.
So I have this weird thing with friends, that I don't know how to explain. Certain people I wish I was better friends with, but I don't make any effort, and THEY definitely don't make any effort, which leads me to believe that they don't wanna be friends with me. These people I don't see for many moons at a time, except on facebook which I believe to be full of false friends. And then there are some people I want to be friends with cause I think they're cool. But I only want their friendship to increase my status... but my status with these certain people doesn't impress my other friends anyways- and I am not really interested in their friendship in any intrinsic way. They are usually hotties. Then there are my real friends, who I probably don't appreciate anyways. The End.
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I want to be your friend. More.
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