Have you ever had the time where you really want to do something so freakin' badly that you feel like you're going to blow up?
It's worse to know that you can do it, but can't because of a billion reasons.
Like flying.
I love flying, and love having wings. But I can't fly right now because it's broad daylight outside and the repressant is fresh and flowing through my veins.
Blah...
I finished up homework (yet another filler in my life with no purpose), and now I'm left with nothing to do. I wish in science they would teach us how to make Nitroglycerin so I'll have it for convenience.
Naw. I'll just get Ulric to mix a bunch of crap together. Just give him some highly concentrated vinegar and baking soda. That'll do it.
Ulric hacked onto my blog again (shocking, right?) and saw the video and got pissed over it. He asked me why I didn't have any pictures of his abs in there.
Um, because I'm trying to keep this blog moderately clean. And then he said that he saw other blogs and some girls even show their, um, private parts, and asked why he couldn't take a picture of...um, yeah. I'll cut off there.
Crap, gotta go.
-Red
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[bursts out luaghing] He want to show off his six pack?
I'd be surprised if he did. I have a tiny friend (very tiny) and he has abs of steel... It's scary.
As for Ulric:
... I'm sure he'll have a promising (end sarcasm) future ahead of him.
Vacation? I think thats the answer...
I had to go to Cooking class during vacation.
-Poppy
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