Bored bored bored and no one's posting.
Waiting is such a strange thing. I leave for college tomorrow morning, and everything's all packed now. And I've got all night and I can't think of anything to do. And my room is all packed up and wierd and I'm sleeping in the basement because it's not a good kind of wierd.
I hate waiting.
Waiting is such a strange thing. I leave for college tomorrow morning, and everything's all packed now. And I've got all night and I can't think of anything to do. And my room is all packed up and wierd and I'm sleeping in the basement because it's not a good kind of wierd.
I hate waiting.