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Saturday, October 17, 2009 @ 11:54 PM




Paramore - Fences

If you let me I could,
I'd show you how to build your fences,
Set restrictions, separate from the world.
The constant battle that you hate to fight,
Just blame the limelight.

Don't look up
Just let them think
There's no place else
You'd rather be.

And now you can't turn back
Because this road is all you'll ever have.

Addicted to this old song. How awesome. & my speakers are blasting out the song & my head is banging along. & my bangs.. Well, its like they have a mind of their own. :D

Woke up to go to the bathroom 8 times today! EIGHT! Ive been skipping too much meals, & this is what i got. Today, the girl in the miror was horrible to me. dark hula hoops was humongous! HUMONGOUS I TELL YA! So cucumber to the rescue. The girl in the miror had a smug look afterwards.

Mommy told me that growing up means more responsibility. Which includes influencing my little brother to be as smart as me. & cooking. Her sudden obsession with teaching me her culinary skills is beyond me. Can't i just order takeout everytime my husband wants dinner? Dun worry, it'll be expensive takeout. Oooo. & mum also agreed with a thousand chops that i get to live in the condo! AWESOMENESS!