so my boyfriend visited and we played hide and seek, which was a bad idea for two reasons.
1) i live in an apartment in nyc. not much room to hide.
2) i get scared very easily.
all of his hiding places sucked, but i managed to find a few good ones
-in the hamper. (which is a tiny space full of dirty clothes in the bottom of a closet) i have no idea how i fit in there, i was all curled up in a ball, and then i ended up getting stuck and kevin had to help me get out
-in the coat closet, wrapped up in a sleeping bag. this was an awesome hiding space, but eventually i had to come out because i couldn't breathe and i was getting really bored.
-under a pile of clothes in my room! genius! i am not here... i am just a big mess... no need to look at me... yay!
yeah those were the only good places. everytime kevin found me i screamed. like i said, i get scared really easily. kevin always hid in stupid places like in the shower, behind the bed, under a desk. nice try, dork. of course, i had the upper hand because it was my house.
i had a few good dreams last night.
- me and my mom were coming home and there were guys with guns on our street saying that a deadly virus was coming into our building, in turkey form. so they had to frisk our turkey. so we got it out and it had huge testicles and they said we could go inside because the poisonous turkey was a girl turkey.
- i went to sg headquarters and all of the sgs were doing laps around a building, and chloe was crying. so darcy came out and explained how it was a great place, except she looked like a really butch german girl. i told her chloe was crying and she started cursing at me in german so i ran into the building and there was a chick in there reading slam poetry about her vagina, and i screamed and tried to escape but all the doors were locked.
- me and the fat guy from kenan and kel (i can't remember if he was kenan or kel) were best friends, and we were discussing his career, and his appearance in an snl skit as whitney houstons daughter. i dont remember what else happened, we were just sort of bonding and talking about the good old days.
i'm disappointed my brain can't come up with better dreams for me. i'm also really sad that i'm writing out my dreams for people to read. that's very livejournal.
mood: sad!
music: bright eyes
ok i'm gonna go watch casper on tv now and be mesmerized by christina ricci's huge forehead
1) i live in an apartment in nyc. not much room to hide.
2) i get scared very easily.
all of his hiding places sucked, but i managed to find a few good ones
-in the hamper. (which is a tiny space full of dirty clothes in the bottom of a closet) i have no idea how i fit in there, i was all curled up in a ball, and then i ended up getting stuck and kevin had to help me get out
-in the coat closet, wrapped up in a sleeping bag. this was an awesome hiding space, but eventually i had to come out because i couldn't breathe and i was getting really bored.
-under a pile of clothes in my room! genius! i am not here... i am just a big mess... no need to look at me... yay!
yeah those were the only good places. everytime kevin found me i screamed. like i said, i get scared really easily. kevin always hid in stupid places like in the shower, behind the bed, under a desk. nice try, dork. of course, i had the upper hand because it was my house.
i had a few good dreams last night.
- me and my mom were coming home and there were guys with guns on our street saying that a deadly virus was coming into our building, in turkey form. so they had to frisk our turkey. so we got it out and it had huge testicles and they said we could go inside because the poisonous turkey was a girl turkey.
- i went to sg headquarters and all of the sgs were doing laps around a building, and chloe was crying. so darcy came out and explained how it was a great place, except she looked like a really butch german girl. i told her chloe was crying and she started cursing at me in german so i ran into the building and there was a chick in there reading slam poetry about her vagina, and i screamed and tried to escape but all the doors were locked.
- me and the fat guy from kenan and kel (i can't remember if he was kenan or kel) were best friends, and we were discussing his career, and his appearance in an snl skit as whitney houstons daughter. i dont remember what else happened, we were just sort of bonding and talking about the good old days.
i'm disappointed my brain can't come up with better dreams for me. i'm also really sad that i'm writing out my dreams for people to read. that's very livejournal.
mood: sad!
music: bright eyes
ok i'm gonna go watch casper on tv now and be mesmerized by christina ricci's huge forehead
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tanar:
Well thanks, I appreciate that. You seem cool too. That's why I made the request. Apparently my post didn't go through. Sorry.
shojo:
Yes I am Xyth.. except Shojo is a cooler name, it's an acronym from my real one if you add a possesive "s"