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DEATH
What Character from "Good Omens" are you?
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Rock on! I love this book.
1. your theme song - "Weapon of Choice" Fatboy Slim
2. best friend song - "Crash and Burn" Savage Garden
3. romantic life song - "Truly Madly Deeply" Savage Garden
4. general favorite song - "Inside Out" Eve 6
5. song by the first band you liked - "I Saw the Sign" Ace of Base
6. song that reminds you of school - "I Want You to Want Me" Letters to Cleo
7. song by the first band you saw in concert - "Absolutely (Story of a Girl)" Nine Days
8. your prozac alternative feel - "Everything to Everyone" Everclear
9. good song - "Good Riddance" Greenday
10. it's all about sex - "Wasn't Me" Shaggy
11. youthful reminder - "Build Me Up, Buttercup" New Foundations
12. a seasonal favorite song - "The Night Santa Went Crazy" Weird Al
13. when i think of you - "I Think I'm Paranoid" Garbage
14. it's over (breaking up memories) - "There You Go" Pink
15. it makes me cry - "Crying" Don McLean
16. hope for the future - "I Hope You Dance" Leanne Womack
17. general view of the world - "Sunrise, Sunset" Bright Eyes
18. the song you want played at your funeral - "Fly" Celine Dion
My mother is behaving like a child. I couldn't possibly wait until a better time, like when it's ~not~ my time on the computer, to go upstairs and get the Prom pictures. Oh no. She wants to see it now. She wants her copies now. She wants more copies than I'm about to hand out. I mean, they're my pictures. I relinquished my school pictures to her for years. Damnit, not this time. Yes, a 5x7 is going to Dad while I get 'tother. She only gets a 4x6. That leaves three more, and I just might want to send one--at least one--to someone of my choice. As for the wallets... We'll not go there.
SEAN BOWMAN--I envy your hair! What's your secret? ~Just part of my farewell message that's going in the school paper. I just need to find a funny quote to go with what else I have. (Thanks to my goddess for the whole "burn your village" thing)
Ah, it was funny this afternoon before the senior meeting had quite begun. Of course the Posse was grouped together of sorts. And so there we are, eating sherbert or rootbeer floats (or cream soda or orange)... and Hen cursed me because my straw is a bendy straw while hers wasn't. So, I asked if she wanted the bendy straw. She said it had my germs. I didn't even think too hard before replying that we'd shared more than germs before. Of course, I was thinking more something like shirts off our backs, or a bed at a sleepover--but not something that readily apparent.
Crispy came over to drag Biz away, and I told him to sit down. He said that this was where losers sat. Of course I thought, "That means you'll fit right in!" or somesuch because lord knows if I'm a loser, Crispy's a loser. I commanded him to sit. It became, "This is where losers who look pretty on livejournal sit?" *coughs* Oh, so I'm only pretty on livejournal?
Don't answer that.
It's funny to be reading a book that's taking place in spring, when I can totally understand the chill of spring that won't bloody hurry up and warm up. I was kind of rudely anti-social at Rhianna's to read in the solarium like that while the others talked or made fun of Rhianna's nonexistent skillZ at Mario or Aladdin on Nintendo. But Rhi and Matt said it was all right. Damn Nate for not being there for a proper D&D session. Well, I did get to read Temple of the Winds.
I have nearly $20, and most of it is in 1's. Bloody hell.
Fin.
