now for something a little less painful
aren't we cute?? my dad could always get my sister to pick her nose when she was little... he would just put his finger close to his nose and she would follow suit... then my mom would pipe in "GAARTH... leah, don't do that!!!" then my dad would stop... and my sister would stop... then a few minutes later my dad would do it again...
ya. it was funny.
so today i dropped off my roll of b&w film, it should be back on monday. kick ass!
i finally mailed my thank you note to my grandparents... like... 5 years later...well not really... it just took me a really long time to get it to a mail box.
something is wrong, a little more offbeat than normal. i can't put my finger on it... well, i can, i just don't want to talk about it. however, it is causing me to feel like moving again... need to get out and away.
so i say...
but i'll just sit and wait through this rainy day,
hopeing those feelings will stray.
my sanity is fleeting
this is not what i barganed for
why is this the way i'm feeling?
i better go to bed. these nonsensical ramblings of a half-sane girl have yet to end.