:T I don't know why, it's like, 60 degrees outside with no weather problems whatsoever.
I think I'll wear my cheap kimono to school tomorrow.
BUT STILL. A BLACKOUT.
e_e I've gotten way too dependent on technology, to the point where I nearly died after 5 minutes. Metaphorically, obviously.
UGGHGGHGGHGHGHGHGHH.
I'm at the point in my life where everyone is asking,
" :D WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO WITH YOUR LIFE, MAKAYLA?"
Makayla is my name, fools.
And I simply respond,
"D: HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW."
And they say,
"YOU SHOULD LIEK, TTLY BE A POLITICIAN."
....
If you have ever. EVER. Seen me talk about something... something like cheese cake, you will understand why I could never be a politician or a ruler of anything.
A possible scenario:
Some village idiot: MAKAYLA. THERE'S A FOOD SHORTAGE IN [insert town name here].
Me: :T WELL DAMN. LET'S PULL A STALIN AND PUT `EM IN FARMS.
For some reason, I've been using the face ":T" all day long.
EVERYONE DOES THIS SO:
MY PICO PERSON OF THE DAY(PROBABLY FOREVER.) IS ALICE SHOU BECAUSE SHE HAPPENED TO BE IN THE ROOM WHILE I WAS WRITING THIS.
CLEARLY, SHE LIKES FLOWERS. AND BLUE.
I hope you see why I call those sweaters "Rejection Shirts."
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