My life is a bore........

my life is a bore and i dont know why,
my life is a bore no matter how hard i try.

that is my awful poem of the day......
thank you very much! well herbert stopped stalking me and my hoe sister, Edna. Im tired, but a new simester is on its way. yay! wahoo. days are short and repeated, reading a good book though. But then again when am i not? ah, the lovely bones how i adore you.......anyway looking at colleges, i know im just a freshman but i dosent hurt to start early. Iv known what i what to be since i was seven years old. A fashion designer. The dream still lives. Valinteno is my God! how i idol him! well enough of my ramboling there is chocolate icecream waiting for me upstairs.

xoxoxoxo

~charlie~