AMERICAN IDOL
Apr. 28th, 2011 | 09:04 pm
location: Not partying, which is a shame.
mood: 
WTF?!
music: PARK BOM - DON'T CRY
WTF?!
CASEY WENT HOME!
But, I'm glad my cowboy is still here.
Yeehaw. :)
Ahahaha, I was like, "CASEY WENT HOME?! WTF?!?!?! I'M GOING TO LIVEJOURNAL WIT DIS SHIT!"
CASEY WENT HOME!
But, I'm glad my cowboy is still here.
Yeehaw. :)
Ahahaha, I was like, "CASEY WENT HOME?! WTF?!?!?! I'M GOING TO LIVEJOURNAL WIT DIS SHIT!"
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Apr. 26th, 2011 | 09:24 pm
location: Not partying, which is a shame.
mood: 
aejvaobjafs
music: Narwhals- MrWeebl
Best thing that happened today:
Me: ... And you're not even listening, are you?
Shyra: Mmmm... -not listening-
Me: ...
Shyra: ...
Me: So, yeah, at first, I just thought you were one of those bitches who were just really quiet up to a certain point.
Shyra: O.O WTF?!
---
GOD, was that the best double take EVAR.
Me: ... And you're not even listening, are you?
Shyra: Mmmm... -not listening-
Me: ...
Shyra: ...
Me: So, yeah, at first, I just thought you were one of those bitches who were just really quiet up to a certain point.
Shyra: O.O WTF?!
---
GOD, was that the best double take EVAR.
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'There's Something About Him' ~Oneshot~
Nov. 27th, 2010 | 12:48 pm
location: Not partying, which is a shame.
mood: 
lazy
music: Hello- SHINee
There’s something about him. The way he orders the cold cut at Subway. The way ‘cheddar cheese’ rolls off his tongue.
I stalked him through the mall, my best friend beside me as we followed him past The Bento Box and The Nail Salon.
He looked behind him slightly, and I froze, dragging my friend into Urban Planet.
We hid behind the sunglasses, and he walked on.
We had lost him.
Later that evening, awaiting the city bus, my friend and I saw him walk behind us.
He turned and we saw that he wasn’t him after all.
We let out our breath that we had been unintentionally holding.
“So, it wasn’t Christofer-Drew Ingle after all,” I mumbled to her, as we entered the bus door.
The end.
I stalked him through the mall, my best friend beside me as we followed him past The Bento Box and The Nail Salon.
He looked behind him slightly, and I froze, dragging my friend into Urban Planet.
We hid behind the sunglasses, and he walked on.
We had lost him.
Later that evening, awaiting the city bus, my friend and I saw him walk behind us.
He turned and we saw that he wasn’t him after all.
We let out our breath that we had been unintentionally holding.
“So, it wasn’t Christofer-Drew Ingle after all,” I mumbled to her, as we entered the bus door.
The end.
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Blah blah blah.
Nov. 25th, 2010 | 06:29 pm
location: Not partying, which is a shame.
mood: 
silly
music: Hello- SHINee
Blah, blah.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Blah,
Bored_girl_97
PS: Blah.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.
Blah,
Bored_girl_97
PS: Blah.
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I'm very bored. Haha, no kidding.
Nov. 16th, 2010 | 09:52 pm
location: not partying, which is a shame
mood: 
bored
music: Blind- The Planet Smashers
Hi. I'm bored_girl_97. I'll bet this will sound weird, since I'm sure my friend will look at this and laugh, considering I don't usually speak like this. She checks up on me because she's creeper like that.
Yeah, what you see is what you get. I only joined LiveJournal because that same friend forced me to, so I could comment on her story. I'm one of the 500 million people who read it. Oh yeah, 500 million. Not really.
But, I think it's pretty awesome. It's a story actually. About Korean celebrities. SHINee stalker, that girl, she worries me. But Korean celebrities generally all come from Korea, so they seem safe. For now. No I won't think about when she turns eighteen and gets a passport.
I like some of their music, but my obsession doesn't include writing about gay asians. Sigh, another one for the loony bin.
Anyways, I have now joined LiveJournal, and I will use it to my advantage. This is my time to write... about something. I can't think of anything really useful to write. I won't bother boring you with a lousy introduction all like, "I LOOOOOVE JUSTIN BEIBER, LOVE LOVE LOVE!!!!!! ;D"
No one wants that. -.-
So I guess, every once in a while, I will tell a little about myself if my friend isn't the only one reading these. In the meantime, I'll just have to make this into some kind of blog. It's so original.
So that's all I have to say about that.
Yeah, what you see is what you get. I only joined LiveJournal because that same friend forced me to, so I could comment on her story. I'm one of the 500 million people who read it. Oh yeah, 500 million. Not really.
But, I think it's pretty awesome. It's a story actually. About Korean celebrities. SHINee stalker, that girl, she worries me. But Korean celebrities generally all come from Korea, so they seem safe. For now. No I won't think about when she turns eighteen and gets a passport.
I like some of their music, but my obsession doesn't include writing about gay asians. Sigh, another one for the loony bin.
Anyways, I have now joined LiveJournal, and I will use it to my advantage. This is my time to write... about something. I can't think of anything really useful to write. I won't bother boring you with a lousy introduction all like, "I LOOOOOVE JUSTIN BEIBER, LOVE LOVE LOVE!!!!!! ;D"
No one wants that. -.-
So I guess, every once in a while, I will tell a little about myself if my friend isn't the only one reading these. In the meantime, I'll just have to make this into some kind of blog. It's so original.
So that's all I have to say about that.
