I am fifteen. I am a girl. Beatles and Nirvana music make me feel happy and able to find myself. I enjoy a good laugh and I love watching Monty Python too. I love the movie A Fish Called Wanda. Completely not what it sounds like. Cheese is good and I like chocolate too but come on the two combined would result in an up-chuck fest so that's a nuh-uh and they can stay separate. The color red is very good and looks awesome with black if not a bit of a reminder of the game checkers. Jelly Bellies are an awesome treat especially the alcoholic drink flavoured ones. I love animals, I'm a vegitarian, and I have two cats named Houmsley and Callie, one dog so appropriately called Nellie, and two hampsters one little one I named Missy, and a bigger one my brother calls Joey. Until the ninth of April this year, I had another striped cat named Molly. To the day that I am writing this, that is yesterday and I am still grieving alot throughout the day. But my ideas on death are not bad and I know that Molly is supposed to be where she is now, and it was her choice to go and she's not supposed to be alive. She will reincarnate into something else. Her body was a part of her, but it is not her. All this makes me feel better to think about. I am really happy because I have tickets to see Paul in Washington on the 23rd and I'm going with just my best friends Emma and Lindsay. We bought the really expensive ones, $250 and we are really close to the stage. Having Paul tickets rock and I'm so happy. I like to write parody stories just because it makes me feel better about life to laugh at it. Not all the time though. I'm sorry that some people find parodies a waste of a story...but then again I'm not sorry. I have to do what makes me happy. I will probably just write Beatles parody or just weird Beatles stories, and poetry. I hope you at least halfway enjoy what I write. I will have more stories up here sometime, it's just that I'm not one to rush things and not much has come to me yet, but it will over time. Alright, I have to go to the bathroom. Thank you for reading, although you might have skipped all that middle jibbish and just looked to the end, but that's okay that was your choice. happy love peace sex and Beatles *-._.--._.-*-._. |