glitter

Last night or this morning (whatever), I had a dream about going EVERYWHERE to find a Hershey's Special Dark candy bar. Yesterday (in real life I guess) I bought a 1/2 pound Special Dark chocolate bar, but I was like "WTF! A half pound one?!" They didn't have any smaller ones. Oh well, I bought it anyway. I've only eaten like 4 pieces. Ok, I lied SIX PIECES! But still, that leaves like 800 left. And the pieces are HUGE-O. It takes all my strength to break off a piece, so I guess that's good, that way I'll only be able to use all my strength once a day which means I'll only be able to eat a piece a day. It all works in the end, right? I hope so, but no one knows.

The OC used to be my favorite show ever. I just don't know anymore. I guess I don't know much anymore. I do know that All American Rejects is sexy. Wait a second, I was getting ready to contradict myself. Wow, I just taught myself a lesson without realizing it. I was getting ready to be like, "I was the first of all of you (not everyone in the world) to watch the OC, blah blah blah." And then I was like, "ooo, All American Rejects" which I'm sure someone (Dana) has loved them way before me. So that's life. Even if you like something and someone is like "oooo, I love that" you'll be like, "NOOO, I loved it FIRST". I remember one time Monica Clark was obsessed with frogs in fourth grade and I was like, "NOOOO, my cousin liked them BEFORE YOU". Boohahaha.

WTF, speaking of my "Adkin" family. My uncle is lame. He thinks he's so cool cause he "runs" Pasco's. Well, listen here buddy. You work for ME. Get that straight. He's so lazy and greedy, ooo, so is his wife. They're all lame, cept my Ma and Pa (RIP). EVEN THE BABIES. Ew, babies.

Well, I was so trying to make a loop of my pictures to put here, but it was lame. Alright, I'm gonna go listen to some music and watch Harry Potter for the eight time cause I have a life.

Ta-ta.