It's times like these when I think I have an attention span of a moth.

[caithream]

Edit: GIP. ^ *Twirls happily at Animation Shop savvy* Heh.

I am tired. I am sore. I do not know why I am sore, because I have been working out two months prior to starting volleyball. I am already starting to get aggrivated with volleyball because of this and because I am not really as good as others on the team (shocker, ne?) I just have to keep repeating to myself that this is only two months. Just two months and the I can finally go get a job. I want money. I am poor.

Catie and I were quoting The Breakfast Club all through volleyball practice today. 'Twas funny. Heh.

I feel somehow... incomplete at the moment. I don't know why. Melancholy? Something. Now would be a good time to write, methinks. If I just wasn't so tired...

I really really really love how when I listen to certain songs it just brings back all the memories and feelings I've had when I listened to them over and over again while at those places. Er... well, take Crystal Methods' "Vegas". I listened to that CD over and over and over again while on vacation in Georgia with Deborah and her family and when I listen to those songs now it just brings everything flooding back. I love it. I just love it.




Nnngh. Guh.


Edit edit:


Gaahhhh.

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[ex-scarytale304.livejournal.com]

*is typing from where she fell on the ground*

GGAshgdja! I did not know the man could be so bloody GORGEOUS! I think it's the man-stubble! Wooo... and the eyes...so pretty...*slinks away to go regroup*

[caithream.livejournal.com]

YES. The eyes, scruff, and kitty hair totally did me in. Grrowl.