your torture was meant to be love.

Hah, so get this. It's fucking freezing this morning. I decide that, hai! It would be a great idea to take out my ski jacket (also, I forgot that that thing is the size of Jamaica, sort of like Jaclyn's pocket, but anyway--). So I'm getting off the bus, and I put my hand in pockets, AND I TAKE OUT SWEENEY TODD MOVIE TICKETS.

LOL.

It was kind of funny. Since it was from the second time, when I was it on Boxing Day last year. Just thought you all should know.

So today we made all my old flare jeans smaller successing my abrupt weight-loss, and now I have five new pairs of skinny jeans. :> I'm excited.

Oh! My Tim Burton thing project is looking pretty good. I drew the cover today-- I had to trace using the shower door, lol, but it looks pretty good. At first I thought I was drawing Edward Scissorhands. I was like, wtf is going on here? But then it started looking like Tim Burton. :> Speaking of Edward Scissorhands, I need to ask Mirza back for it so that it can join my other ten Tim Burton movies I found :>

I have to ask if I can actually only bring movies. Because I was like. whatthehellelseamIsupposedtobring. Big obnoxious glasses (OH HAI KIDS, THE NAME'S BURTON I'M HERE TO RA-- -shot-)?

I saw Parker at the library today! It was really random. He just jumped up towards Kat and I and was like BOOOOO. Kind of scary, but you know =/

I CHECKED OUT THE BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN BOOK FROM THE LIBRARY--

I'm going to read it obnoxiously during school, instead of listening to my teachers--
DO NOT FEAR, DO NOT FEAR! MY TRICKS ARE NOT BAD! WHY, WE CAN HAVE LOTS OF FUN IF YOU WISH WITH THIS LITTLE GAME I CALL UP, UP, UP WITH A FISH! OHHAI AND WAIT A SECOND, THEY'RE MAKING OUT RIGHT NOW--
okaydone.

seriously. i cried for, like, an hour after i watched that movie.
:>
but nothing particularly noteworthy today.
when i woke up, i was tempted to go back to sleep. i didn't. they had bacon cheeseburgers at lunch today! they weren't bad, but i had to finish my math homework.

Oh, and Sally and Britney ruined a few country songs during lunch.
=/

my tongue dances behind my lips for you.

I'm not sure if I made this so blatantly obvious in my last entry, so I'll say it regardless of wheter I did or whether I didn't.

I support Obama.

I support Obama a whole fucking a lot.

I cried during his acceptance speech.

My name is Willow, and I am thirteen years old. My mother died when I was eleven and I've lived seven different places in my lifetime I've been thirty years old since age seven.

I think that everyone who's still supporting McCain is an idiot because it doesn't matter.

Obama is our president now, and no means of assassinating everyone in his line would make John McCain become president. It just does not work. I'm sorry.

I also think that my stepmother is a fucking bitch for honestly sitting there and telling me what I believe. Because, according to her, I believe in everything McCain had said and that I only wanted to go to Obama's acceptance speech because it was for my education.

Shut the fuck up, bitch.

I just.

I don't know.

It's a really random thing too.

I really have no more to say.

Except.

YOU TOLD YO MAMA
TO VOTE FOR OBAMA
...and now I don't have to hitchike to Canada.

politics piss me off.

Also, I've taken a sudden liking to modeling.