thinking.

Why do I say one thing, but mean another?
How come I can't make up my mind?
Why can't it be the right time for things?
Do I ever make sense?
How come most boys can't type as well as me?
Does it annoy anyone else when people chew?
Why do I like you, even though I know I shouldn't?
Why shouldn't I?
What would it be like if I couldn't smell?
What is aspartame?
What should I do in life?
Will I ever fulfill my dreams?


So I haven't updated this in quite some time.
School is OK, I like my psychology class. My English class is easy. Art class is the hardest because of my instructor. And I thought art was easy for me... I have three jobs now. ha. oh, and I can legally win teh lottery as of January 28th.

I wish I could say to you, all that was on my mind,
but unfortunately, that would ruin it between me and you.
I don't want that to happen.

Random.
I know.
Makes Sense?
Nope.


the end.
for now.
Chels