January 2010
December 2009
~~THE WIERD FARM~~ a story, by: bschh
bschh:
one day i went to my grampas farm and my parents dropped me off. my parents were like and i was like . i went into the barn and my grandma saw me and was like so i was like and she was like so i was just like . then my grampa walked in and was like and i was like . he told me to take care of some chickens first. i looked at them and they were like so i was like so i just said ...
Actually, in case you somehow deciphered that, I take most of it back, or maybe not, I don’t know. *mood swing*
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I don’t know if I want to meet my heroes.
Because no matter what, I’ll just be another fan; forgotten by the next meal.
To put useless effort into being known and showing appreciation, or to remain anonymous…
Besides stereotypical resolutions, one goal for this next decade is to see the following, live and in concert ASAP:
-Panic! at the Disco
-30 Seconds To Mars
-Lady Gaga
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