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if you don't wanna scare me, just leave the presents and then leave me alone it's christmas time again, it's time to be nice to the people you can't stand all year, i'm growing tired of all this christmas cheer, you people scare me, please stay away from my home<---that blink182 christmas song is stuck in my head. it has been all morning and i don't know why, i haven't heard it in forever. and its not even christmas. weirdness. so this afternoon i get the extreme pleasure of going back to the dentist. i know you're asking yourself "why is she going to the dentist again? she just went a month ago," because you remember and record every detail of my life that i talk about. you're all avid janelle followers. ha, yeah. anyway there was an incident on wednesday with a glass and me drinking out of it and a pillow hitting me in the head at the same time and my teeth hitting the glass. so that sucks. this is the 2nd time i've chipped my teeth that it's needed to be fixed. fuck teeth. and fuck the dentist for that matter. blah. so right now i'm pretty bored, done with classes for the day. i've been looking through all my old AOL mail, taking a stroll down memory lane if you will. i love looking through those damn surveys everyone sends and seeing how different everyone is now. i found one where this was the question and my response: "33. SAY ONE NICE THING ABOUT THE PERSON WHO SENT THIS TO YOU. she's my partner in rag suits by Raggedy Andy[tm] and i like to tell her secrets about zac having capri pants" i know what the first part means, but i can't remember why i would be telling secrets about zac in capri pants. charlotte do you know what the fuck i was talking about? i have some of these surveys from like 3 or 4 years ago. i'm an e-mail pack rat. k, nothing left to say... +The Last Five+ |