Anger

I'm fulfilling my promise, even though nobody read it. -pouts- I really should be doing my math homework and finding out what the hell 'i' means, but instead, I'm satisfying my "faithful" readers.

This bad boy I took when Corinne and I were playing on the upper field that one day. We never did that again. Mainly because we would have frozen our nipples off. Right, so this is a picture of a chee, or, for you illiterate (who are being read to), a tree.

The quote I wrote in "CAC Pinafore," if anybody's curious, and it's from the remarkable, wonderful, stupendous, most amazing band ever, Say Anything. I love them, so much. If anybody wants to make my life, take me to another one of their concerts. Or hook me up with Max Bemis. They are so FREAKING GOOD.

Nobody cared about that last paragraph; it just made me feel official, and I hope that by mentioning SAY ANYTHING and their lead singer, MAX BEMIS, a lot, they'll be Googling themselves and come across my blog, and say, "Hey, look at this girl, she deserves for us to grace her and most likely give her a stroke by, like, commenting on her blog and giving her free concert tickets and tee shirts and signed drumsticks and maybe a little sex."

Damn, I should register on Google.