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And it's weird. Like, I'm not used to having a bed. It just looks weird sitting there. There's this hole in the back that zips up that I can put my drugs in. (also known as my journal) It's not even a real bed and it looks weird. Barely long enough for me (: Which makes me think, if I can barely fit into it, how silly would someone taller than me look in it? 'My bed's high off the ground, but my legs hang off of it.' Ahh, I love it. The various tall friends I have (: I have a lot of tall friends... I'm trying to decide if it's because they're tall or I'm short. 'No, I'm average height, you're short' ...Well, they're just ALWAYS right, aren't they? Of course they are. So, saxophone? I really am wanting to learn that. World class amazing at it? Nahh, I just think I'd be cool. I've never actually played a woodwind before... Or anything that required air...besides the recorder. Haha, oh the recorder... Good times...good times... |
