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not bad. I wish i could do half as good. my doodles always look like sharp objects.

She is singing a sad sad song about a princess and it goes a little something like this, "Oooooooooooooooooo.. Ooooooooooo, Ooooooooo". She is not holding a star it is actually a chinese throwing star to assasinate the prince

I get that a lot with the "Where's Joshua, TX?" It's south of Fort Worth about 20 minutes on I-35 and a little ways through Burleson (you know, where Kelly Clarkson's from). I fucking hate living in the country and I'd rather live in actual Fort Worth. This girl I went to high school thought I actually lived in Arlington, but I wish she was right.

I always wanted to be the teacher in Peanuts

Please fill in for me, I need some sleep!

(Edited to add that my original username was WithoutTheFezOn. No, really!)

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Wednesdays also mean karaoke at No Frills Grill in South Arlington, and sometimes I too grace them with a song.
Yea, I know where Caves is, I just wasn't aware that they had karaoke...

Haha, you know your comment in my profile reminded me when I first started working at a ski area a couple years ago.... I found out from my manager that on the first day of work, all the guys thought I was a girl and were checking me out. And this fat dude that made fun of me constantly, had said a bunch of stuff about the shit he would do to me... I couldn't look at them all the same ever again, it was fucking ackward, haha.

its true. Those elements are hard to beat.

Karaoke Rules.

Yum! Fruit snacks?

Hell yeah Im excited! I'd be excited about the sponge bob alone!

happy birthday.
come and get your present!

There is an urbn in dall-ass I do not date a guy named Drew and thank you for my happy birfday!

no luck yet. I'll keep trying!

That's the lead singer of one of my favorite bands...Snake River Conspiracy. I think she's totally hawt!!

I'm going to UTA in the fall, I'm very excited to be finally going back to school. I'm majoring in music. Do you go there>

Here's a story I just wrote. What do you think?

LATE

Gina Monroe was late for a wedding reception. She wanted her triple venti sugar free vanilla soy latte and she wanted it fast. The asian girl behind the counter smiled, but Gina knew she was annoyed. Gina could care less.
Im in a hurry so if you dont mind Gina fumbled with her credit cards, trying to sort the right one from her $2000 Gucci Handbag. She had 40 more in her walk-in closet.
Why, are you late for something? the girl asked.
Gina would have been annoyed by the distraction, except that she loved to talk about herself.
Well, darling, Im on my way to a wedding reception. I was just at Neimans, getting a knife set for the newlyweds, (if you ask me, the very soonlynots,) and I tell the sales girl I want a knife set. She asks me which brand. I reply, The most expensive one, dear. Do you think I wear Louis Vuitton couture because Im poor?
By this time, the asian girl had gotten 20 drinks made for other customers as well as Ginas. Gina left without saying thank you. She had far too much on her mind to ever bother with please, thank you, or hellos to anyone. Not even her friends.
It was time for that special candy. She got in the car, took a sip of her latte, and took a bitemmm, it made her feel tingly, like 1000 Gucci handbags. She sped out of the driveway and crashed into another lexus at the first intersection.

Jenny walked home everyday, cradling cup of coffee that she got for free after work, for mom. Every step of the way, she forgot more and more of the coked up rich people episodes that made her job so annoying. She craned her neck at a car wreck across the street. It held up a lot of traffic. She almost tripped on something, and turned to see what it was. Instead of a rock, or piece of garbage, it was a Gucci handbag. Jennys mind emptied. It was her, and the Gucci handbag. After a few full heartbeats, she looked to see if anyone was watching, and picked it up. It was full of credit cards and cash. Jenny would be a little late getting home that day.