wonderkittyinthefur

"The story so far... You've somehow acquired a magical dimension-splicing conversion van and are planning an epic cross-country road trip with your friends and fandom. First, pick ten travel buddies from anywhere - real life, fiction, OCs, celebrities, whatever. Then answer these questions to see how cracktastic your adventure turns out to be." ------------------ 1. Me 2. Nancy 3. Lacey 4. Lifey 5. Nissa 6. Denny 7. Charlie 8. Vicky 9. Emo Boy 10. Scene Girl 1. The GPS has an obnoxious voice. What does 9 (Emo Boy) name it, & is 7 (Charlie) bothered by it? Emo Boy: Oh, joy, it's the bitch from hell... Charlie: Just unplug it alr

Why must my mom always know what I'm typing? Seriously, her computer's right across from mine, and ever five minutes she asks me who I'm typing to, while I'm attempting to write for my story. It's ridiculous. She claims that she trusts, me but she always wants to know what I'm doing 24/7. Okay, I go HOME now!

Holy bloody hell, I'm tired. And what better to do when you're tired than BLOG! Okay, yes, I know, sleeping is better, but it's two fucking thirty, and I'm way too hyper to sleep. 'Why?' the one of you that reads this and isn't Lacey might ask. Well, it's because it's Hell Week here for my play, Speak (Based off the book by Laurie Halse Anderson) I already did one performance today, and I am DEAD. Seriously, Gerard Way should be showing up in his big red fire truck, throwing candy and singing. 'Have you heard the news that you're dead? Well, no one ever had much nice to say, I think I never liked you anyway!' Well, I'm gonna go beat