my car's in the car hospital for the whole week! what am i to do?! i can't gym it nor can i buy lunch at any of the fast food joints around here! man it sucks here. we're lacking a working refrigerator so i can't bring lunch either. i have to beg others to buy me lunch, which i feel embarassed to do. i hate being an inconvenience to people AND i'm petrified to ask others to spot me for anything. 'naw mean?
i'm gonna quit here soon. i think i'll follow my dreams and pursue what i believe i'm destined to do. i'm going to be sydney bristow! i bet youre thinking, "what?!" "huh?!" "makeover?"
NO! i'm gonna be a special agent. (to be continued...)
i would like to be john mayer's friend. i don't know if i'd ever get over his uncanny ability to create ugly amusing facials while singing. it would be fun to karaoke with him though. he'd probably try to sing celine dion songs and beat his chest much harder than celine does during the high parts of the song. i think we would get along just fine and dandy don't you think? i like his sense of humor too. he tickles my brain like no one else can. read his mind here > http://www.johnmayer.com/blog
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