Every Day I'm a Star in the City

Giving the gift of Guitar Hero, going to the mall, finding out it's closed and getting locked out of the car once again. Who’s to blame hard to say. It all depends on who you ask.

I say the driver because the key was still in the ignition which is part of the drivers responsibility.

Morphadite says it’s the passengers fault because she saw the key and didn’t get it, however the passenger didn’t and I’d know.

Needless to say with the help of my father we were back in the car in no time and off to her house and played Guitar Hero.

All’s well that ends well.

Later,
Breanna

The people at F.Y.E. won't make me happy and give me this

even though its been on display since the movie came out and no one else wants it.

I see this

Happy Christmas!!!

So today my father comes into my room for the first time in a while and the very first thing he does is taking a look at my posters and informs me that I’m too old to have my room the way it is. But the thing is he came to this conclusion after staring at Mr. Trent Reznor for a few moments. Who cares about the stuffed animals that are all around or the fact that bed has moons and stars cut outs on the boards. Or how about that stash of magazines that I have dating back from late 05 to now. And what about all those books that I’ve had since I was 12 taking up more space than they should. Which reminds me what about all those CDs that…