Selena451

For those on AIM that haven't messaged me...at the end of the month you're gone.

To those of you I have on AIM...

If you don't talk to me by the end of the month...You're gone off the list. I'm sick and tired of the fucking bullshit.

I get to keep iceskating this summer!! *dance*

I'll have the same instructor I've had for the past 2 quarters and all that jazz...JUMPS AND SPINS! WOO! ANYWAY...tis late...time to scurry *does ice skating dance*

http://hairstyles.free-beauty-tips.glam.com/long22.shtml
http://www.latest-hairstyles.com/gallery/long/32.html
or
http://www.latest-hairstyles.com/gallery/long/28.html

Which do you guys like best for me?

If the rest of 2007 is anything like today...I don't wanna do it... *sigh*

( Minstrel Boy )

Still post if you're interested in party. If no interest is given...I'll just go party elsewhere :-p

My poor car can't take much more abuse...
I wonder if it'd be safer on the street than in my parking lot

*sigh*
It's been a long day...

The one good thing: A good paycheck.

I GOT A CHRISTMAS TREE!!! EEE!!! o.o and now back to the regularly scheduled disappearance off the face of earth :-D

So...just sat down and planned everything up through next wednesday. Not going to be online much. Moving all my academics into my spare room (where it belongs) and I still can't get wireless to work *shrug*

So anyway...as of in 5minutes...good luck getting ahold of me until later date and time.

Below the thunders of the upper deep;
Far far beneath in the abysmal sea,
His ancient, dreamless, uninvaded sleep
The Kraken sleepeth: faintest sunlights flee
About his shadowy sides; above him swell
Huge sponges of millennial growth and height;
And far away into the sickly light,
From many a wondrous grot and secret cell
Unnumber'd and enormous polypi
Winnow with giant arms the slumbering green.
There hath he lain for ages, and will lie
Battening upon huge seaworms in his sleep,
Until the latter fire shall heat the deep;
Then once by man and angels to be seen,
In roaring he shall rise and on the surface die.

-- Alfred, Lord Tennyson