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Sunday, November 19, 2006
speachless and calmed
wow.
i was just preparing to sit down and rant about how my mom's worthless piece of fucking shit friend is taking damn near forever to clean my future laptop, when i heard her phone vibrating behind me. (the computer room is the guest room & she is babysitting tonight) now, i'm usually not one to snoop. i can respect privacy, unless i've got nothing better to do, lol.
so, i walked over to the bed where her cellphone was charging beside her snoring self. i was expecting to see who was calling her at such a late hour (around 3ish) and opened her phone, once it stopped vibrating. it was my sister, so i just cleared out everything. to my suprise, her wallpaper is me! *shock*
this horrible picture she took of me one day when she gave me a ride to walmart or something. i remember that day. i was pissed off for no reason but put on a happy, jokey face so no one would ask questions.
i'm just... honestly at a loss of words. why am i of all people, her wallpaper?! we have not been getting along as well as we could be, lately. we were even bitchy to eachother, just tonight!
i'm usually not one to get mushy and "aww", deep down, but that plucked a heartstring. i NEVER expected that.
AND!!!!!!!
sometimes, when i feel like writing something out, i think of music to play that can maintain the mood so i don't lose it before i get it down (helps maintain my train of thought... i'm weird...?) so, this time i heard "the dumbing down of love" by frou frou in my head. i was looking for the CD to put on before i started writing.
i put it on and pulled up Blogger when, to my suprise, "The Dumbing Down of Love" started playing. that would mean track #11 came on randomly on its own..... wtf? i was shocked. what is going on here. weird.
so, being the easily influenced child that i am, it has put me in a wonderlous mood! :)
i have nothing to write about. i am listening to Frou Frou <3.
am all i need. i am all i want.
*big ass smile*

goodnight, world! :)

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