O.o
I once had a nutzo science teacher. She had a motercycle. And she drove it to school. And she was telling us about this time when she was on a motercycle and she was behind a watermelon truck that was spilling out watermelons. She said nothing happened, but I'm pretty sure one of those watermelons hit her head.
Oh god I hate those. I hated that class, but I had an awesome teacher, so he let me write a story instead of take the final and so I ended with a B. :D
I cut my own bangs today. ^-^ I think they turned out nice. Look, a picture!
Disclaimer: I just got out of the pool so my hair is a bit greasy and weird with the chemicals in there and my make up is shitty and my camera was out of batteries so I had to use the webcam so the quality is crappy as hell. Basically, I'm much prettier in person, so don't judge me. Just judge the bangs.
It wasn't that bad. I'm just obsessivly paranoid. But now you've got me obsessivly looking for pictures of myself that no one can stalk me with and doesn't make me look strange.
It's harder than it sounds. And then I have to keep it up to date otherwise I'll look like I'm two.
Actually, now that I think about it, you probably couldn't stalk me with a picture of me when I was two. I look completely different now. Too bad my old laptop crashed, deleting all the pictures of little me.
I keep having the best trippy dreams ever :D This morning I was gay with Angel and pregnant with her baby for the third time (but I had to be really careful so I wouldn't miscarry it).
But then the world started to destroy itself soooo we hid in some caves and it was all good.
After that though we had to move to like Saudi Arabia and goddamn, I love my life.