- Mood:
Disbelief - Listening to: my roomate, her best friend, my neighbor
- Reading: Define Sin - Mad-TopHat-Ter
- Watching: Beyblade G-Revolution episode 1
- Playing: life, aren't we all?
- Eating: I spy a Virginia lace cake across the room
- Drinking: cocoa moo (XD)
First, shout out to you, my first watcher. Hi, Saitou! You will now be subjected to my whining. Feel free to ignore this journal.
All I want in life is a McDonald's franchise, a bookstore, a clothing store of my own(and others) designs, a cafe/diner, a plethora of wigs of various colors and styles, a closet full of randomly vaguely offensive clothing, and a pair of cyberpunk goggles. Oh, and a huge house where I will stash my 5-6 children and their father who may or may not exist. That isn't too much to ask, is it? Then why, why, WHY do all of the cool cyberpunk goggles cost so much!? And the wigs! They're just as bad, if not worse. Don't get me started on the clothing. *pouts* This wouldn't be so much of an issue if my job would give me hours. *scowls* I did, however, talk to Sensei, so eventually I'll get some work time. Maybe I'll even make enough to go to Japan this summer. I only need three thousand dollars. That's just barely enough to buy the dollfies I've been looking at on DOD. Yo nesicita dinero. Mucho, mucho, mucho, dinero. Just enough to start the cafe. Or the McDonald's franchise. Yes, the Mickey D's, a much more reliable investment...
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All this commotion, emotions run deep as oceans exploding. Tempers flaring from parents just blow em off and keep going. Not taking nothing from no one, give em hell long as I'm breathing Leave em with a taste as sour as vinegar in they mouth.
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I will master the art of drawing(someday).
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