{ and we'll play summer on repeat;

♥ precious.

la bella vita;

Cara

loves: black and white photography. poetry. vintage stores. thunderstorms. good ambience. fairytales. disneyworld. black kohl and fuschia lipstick. red and purple skittles. turquoise beads. icing but not cakes. might-have-beens. the dandy warhols. within temptation. automatic loveletter. mediaeval baebes. troy. interview with a vampire. the oc. making 11:11 wishes. purple glitter. mermaids. my-little-ponies. magic.

expertise: melodramaticks. eyeliner. laughing. goodbyes. hanging in there.

♥ music on, world off.

shh.

♥ scream(?).

live.

♥ past .

instant time travel

December 2007
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♥ adieu .

set them free

AMANDA
ANDRE
ASH
DEB
ELEMM
07IP04!
08IP04!
JOSH
KAT
LISA
QIU
RENJEAN

♥ credits .

thankyouverymuch

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Wednesday, May 7, 2008

hello, old friend. 8:04 AM

If I couldn't laugh I just would go insane.
If we couldn't laugh, we just would go insane.
If we weren't all crazy, we would go insane.
----

so, so true.

me: you'd better come back from overseas for my 21st birthday!
RJ: ...if you get me two plane tickets.
Everyone: O_O OMG. *goes into a general tizzy* RJ's already planning ahead for her boyfrieeeennnddddd. I thought you hated guys?! (and other comments along those lines. Lots of other comments along those lines.) OMG RJ AND BOYFRIEND. *rhubarb, rhubarb, gossip, gossip*
RJ: *looks a little spaced out* *after five minutes of listening dazedly to the boy-centred rhubarbing in silence* ... Uh no, actually.
I meant one plane ticket for me to get there and one plane ticket for me to get back.

Also, I cannot be deprived of food.
The starvation affects my tongue first.
"Could you help me buy a piece of mawter-welon please?"
"Can someone please make the bright lighter?"

And. I hang out with a bunch of ditzes, ohemgee.
QL: Donkeys?! They go maaaaa.
Everyone: O_O
Kat: No they go "neighhhh"! (!!)
Everyone: *facepalm*

Doncha wish your house was as hot as us?

Today was NJ's annual Track Meet-- and Kat and I were cheerleaders and got to wave sparkly purple pompoms around.
There's just something about pompoms.
Only mine kept shedding; so wherever I went, I left this little sparkly purple trail behind me. You could probably trace my progress from the inside of the grandstand to the track to the edge of the track and back to the grandstand again and up the stairs and... point taken.

I went around shaking my pompoms a lot and dancing around and graffiti-ing people's faces with purple facepaint.
I did my U-G-L-Y cheer for RJ and Serene and got laughed at!
... Actually, come to think of it. I got laughed at a lot.

No, scrap that-- I get laughed at a lot.
Not with, either. At.
I have evil friends. But I wouldn't trade 'em for the world.

I DID THIS.
Does it not look terriff?

Only pervy people (aka RENJEAN!) try to take pictures of people's behinds.
And only smart people realize it and turn around in time.

Fuzzy faces. <3

Aerius cheerleaders. Go team!

I love watching people run.
The looks on some people's faces = absolute inspiration.
It's all like RAWRRR and you're like whoaaaa.
Go Fourckers! You guys were teh awesome. like whee I wanna run now.

Omigosh and I HAVE AN OLDER BROTHER NOW. :DDD
Which is like YAY! because I've always wanted one but of course I couldn't ask my parents for one, unlike some people who get to ask for younger siblings, because of course there's no biological way the 'rents could produce an older brother for me.

ooh boy I'm tired.
and I still have work to do GAH Cara get off get off!
i'm sick of writing scripts.

and I've been reading too much Sylvia Plath and Yeats and I have never returned a single library book on time because I reread the stories over and over again until they become old friends and you don't give away old friends, do you?

"the only problem
with Haiku is that you just
get started and then"
(by roger mcgough)

I like that.