you love me and my h0rishness

[unamaga]

Oh, flist. When I am tired, I am snuggly. *hugs you close*

Right now, I am fuzzy and fluffy, I am so close to being asleep I'm not even sure I'm typing this, PeeWee's playhouse is on, I get to scream at random intervels whenever the the special word is said, and I have completely shirked all responsibility regarding my philosophy homework.

(Um. I have three classes tomorrow, right? What am I even taking? I don't know.)

Life is good and I don't think I could possibly love it more than I do right now. Even though I know I have all of these obligations and problems, it doesn't much matter, considering how lucky I am to know all the beautiful people I know and have all the friends I do. ♥

So, tell me something, sweeties: something about you or your life or if you remember a particular childhood something. Do you have a favorite subject? Have you always loved jazz?

Just--let's have a nice, long talk.

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[spazzbot.livejournal.com]

Something about me: My imagination keeps me sane. it's always been that way, the only way I can really relax and block out Real Life is to go somewhere else in my head, and I kind of like it that way. even as a wee child I was always somewhere else whenever I got the chance.

childhood thing: when I was wee I loved to perform and sing and dance and act for everyone. so strange because I am completely the opposite now.

sorry, those are kind of lame Random Things but, uh, that's all i got. *snuggles you*

[unamaga.livejournal.com]

*cuddles* They're not lame! When I was little, I used to retreat off into my imagination, too. It's why I still read so ridiculously much.

I bet you were adorable. Did you wear a little pink tutu and prance around with a big ol' smile?