Sunday, February 22, 2009

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i can never think of any good titles that summarizes what im about to write this very moment right about now. i hate how i cant write what im REALLY thinkin about and what im REALLY feelin on blogspot cause you got those gossip girls and the lurkers snooping around so you cant write honestly and theres boundaries. =l my moms gonna be barge in any minute now to tell me to go to sleep. i dont wannnaa go to school tomorrow. i cant write anything right now. i love harajuku lovers Baby fragrance it smells like babies and chanel number 5. THATS MY SIGNATURE SCENT FROM NOW ON LADIES (or guys..if it floats your boat). so i better not smell any Baby on anyone besides me. justkitty.

i have no books to read dangit i borrowed karan's Coraline book just for the heck of it and it was pretty fun for an hour. its so easy to read omg i remember i saw it at a book fair when i was a wee little 5th grader and i read the back and i couldnt read shit and the cover scared the poop out of me. dude i couldnt even look at a goosebumps book cause the covers were some scary shit. i say shit to much srsly. i was writing an essay and i wrote shit instead of stuff. hahah i dont think i have a cussing habit though. its occasionally when im joking and if i get hurt and rarely when i get pissed off. and i barely say anything else besides shit and the f-bomb. i dont cuss as much as the trashcan aka moanna =] justkiddinn trashcan.

you know what really grinds my gears? public restrooms. it takes me like an hour in a public restroom. i remember i saw a purell commercial and it like sanitized the whole public bathroom by just looking through the bottle. i really want that. that is goin on my christmas list. yeah but heres the whole dealio on bathrooms. first i walk in and theres toilet paper all over the floor and theres some wet spots. and it smells a lil musty and i hate the loud ass fan going on. its like roaring at you while you're trying to do your business. the light is always a shade of yellow and sometimes its FLICKERING. freaking scary.
i hate the toilets with the house flusher like its not the ones you can just flush down with your foot but like you actually have to touch it and flush it. yahh and i hate it when theres no toilet seat covers and the toilet paper is the most CHEAPEST kind thats recycled 294034 times and feels like cardboard and thinner then paper. like its one of those toilet papers that doesnt even have a brand and its just called Toilet Paper. dude and why do they even bother putting those trashcan thingies there its so nasty and no ones even gonna touch it cause its spilling out with wet stuff. -__- ok so after you go through that process you go to wash your hands and the mirror is one of those cheap mirrors that distort your face and its like one of those funhouse mirrors...-____- OMG and even if its one of those good mirrors some stupid dumbbutt with no life has to scratch on some graffiti or like "Chantelle + Jamal forever" on it so you cant even see your face. i hate it when the faucet is the cold only faucet where you have to push it down and it turns on for about 3.5 seconds. AND i hate it when the soap containers empty or theres no soap at all. then after all that you have to dry your hands and then i have to use the towel to open the door handle but then the door is ALWAYS the furthest from the trashcan and you have to stretch all the way to throw away the paper while holding the door open with your foot. -________- dont even get me started on portable restrooms. good nighty xxx, caroline

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