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  • Another one for the fears list:

    Loud noises. Surprise Surprise.

    Aaaaaand want to know something creepy? Yeah? My dad is absolutley in love with the show Paris Hilton: My new BFF. Yeeeaaah.
    I can't watch that show. Mainly because, well, the concept of it is stupid, but also because on her Thanksgiving special there was a pitcher of gravy on the table. Like a pitcher you put juice in. Yeah. A PITCHER OF GRAVY.
    What is the world coming to when you feel the need to have A PITCHER OF GRAVY at Thanksgiving?

    "Hey honey, how much gravy are we gonna need?"
    "Oh don't worry about it, just make a PITCHER and we'll give what's left over to the cats!"

    Gosh. Next she'll have a cauldron of mushroom soup. I like mushroom soup, actually. Mmm.

    Great, now I'm hungry.

    Ever have two songs stuck in your head at the same time? And they just kind of sync over top of each other? Well, right now I'm going with FOUR.
    Just Dance (Lady Gaga), Womanizer (Britney Spears), Bad Girlfriend (Theory of a Deadman) and Clumsy (Our Lady Peace). It's a terrible mixture, like Buckley's, except even though it sounds (tastes?) awful it doesn't work AT ALL.

    I'm pretty much just talking about random shit right about now. I haven't had a REALLY long Journal post for a while and now I feel the need to kind of... make up for it, I guess. I'm such a loser, I know.

    It's a cloudy and shitty day outside today, as usual. Gosh I hate it here sometimes. The weather sucks. I think I already mentioned that, though. And it always rains on days when I have to do my paper route. I think I'm gonna quit, put together a resume and get a REAL job, dammit. My sister thinks she can hook me up with a job at the Chinese Food place, so... you know.
    I have a friend who works at McDonalds, but who wants to work there? Sure, it looks FANtastic on a resume, but still... I have like, three letters of reference and two past jobs already, so I'm pretty much set for a while... 'till highschool, at least. I only want a job for the money. Who doesn't like money? ;D

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