Num. The num num means I'm eating. Bacon. And this meat stuff with eggs. Actually, it's not meat. It's soy. It's pronounced soy-riso. I should google it.
7 seconds later.
It's soy chorizo. But, to shorten it, they call it soy-rizo. So I was right. Or at least close. Anyways.... I did not post this to talk about my breakfast and what chorizo is (which, is a sausage thing but I get the soy ones so it's like fake sausage). I posted this to remind all about my BIRTHDAY.
My birthday is on Wednesday, January 14. I am hoping you all will get me gifts, because I love gifties. And then my birthday party is on Saturday, January 17. I am hoping everyone that I invited will come, otherwise I will get very depressed. My mother doesn't like it when I get depressed. The last time I went through a depressed stage, she sent me to a therapist. Fabulous.
Soo... if you don't know what to get me, well, if I know you in real life, giftcards. Duh. And if I don't know you in real life, just give me gaia gold or something off my gaia wishlist, as it has gotten rather large. And I am nowhere near saving up for most of those things. Actually, all of them. So, yeah.
This turned out shorter than I thought it would. I guess I should talk about something else, eh? OH. I THOUGHT OF SOMETHING.
The Dark.
I can't believe I forgot to add this is my 'Things I Hate' entry. This hate practically rules my life. I hate the dark. I hate it, hate it, hate it. I think, the reason why I hate it so much is because I can't see. I need to see everything. I'm always looking everywhere. It must look like I'm some paranoid freak who is watching out to see when... when... oh man I lost my point. Gawd.
I'm just going to finish here. I have more to say, but can't seem to get it out in 'words' right now. Maybe later.
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