Life without parents has lost its charm somewhat. The house is covered with a fine layer of dust and grime, and things are fermenting on countertops. It’s pretty bad.
My backpack has disappeared into the darkness of the abyss. All of my stuff is in there! I can’t survive in this life without my stuff.
Hey Anush. Thought I’d check out your site before I start my homework (anything to put off an APUSH essay another few minutes.) I still haven’t written that poem and I probably won’t get to it till tomorrow. What can I say about Anush’s shoulders? ho hum…
Nice site; I can practically hear your voice talking in the entries. very Anushish.
Oh and because your anal retentive about spelling… your info still says your 15. ah revenge is… lame and dissappointing. oh well.
I AM STILL 15!
*wins*
even more lame an dissappointing… Really? now I’m confused and embarassed. curse you vixen!
I was under the impression you were a junior. did you skip a grade or something?
*gets dizzy and collapses.*
Revenge that is (about the lame an dissappointing) am I spelling dissappointing wrong? It seems wrong.
“disappointing.”
no grade skippage. started early. have been screwing the establishment since kindergarten, you see.
ah. that does sound like you.
hey, i haven’t been here in a long time…..
well, i have a livejournal now, on which you can post without a livejournal account…. so that’s how you communicate with me if you actually want to…. because i have something of a “chronic lack” of work getting done, perhaps, and i might not be able to check back here every day….
http://www.livejournal.com/users/fensef
or just see my NEW domain name, which links to all my internet presences….
http://www.noodlium.tk/
yeah.
-Avi
PS. Ah, so that’s what David meant when he emailed me that your house is falling apart…..