Anyway, I am addicted to... Jon Bon Jovi. I love him from my toes to my face. In my next life, I probably would become one of Jon Bon Jovi's girlfriends, and he'd dedicate 'Bed of Roses' to me, and we'd always have an obligatory weed party, and he'd sing to me when I sleep, and we'd eat quarter-pounder burgers at Burger King, and play video games until our clothes stink and we couldn't stand our stinking anymore, and he'd get a tattoo out of his extreme undying love for me, and I'd get one too for the same obvious reason, and we'd be tattoo-lovers forever and ever and evah until there are no more hair and teeth left in our bodies, but we'd still be happy because we had tattoos together and stunk together, and we loved each other together until we die of old age.
OHHHMYYYYGAAAH. Stop it... AwoooahJssjhvJHSFv#$!#%!@!@$!!!! Jon, you are making me feel... so... so... womanly.
Last night, I left my iPod inside the pocket of my denim shorts, which was on the pile of our dirty clothes that Mama gathered because Ate was going to soak them with water and soap. My iPod was almost killed... with water and soap. Good thing I felt the urge to watch videos meant for adults, so I needed a good discreet iPod earphones that could block off sighs and moans reverberating all throughout the video, for example. He he.
After I got hold of my iPod again, I almost kissed it because (1) I love my iPod the most, and (2) I can't get out of the house without it. You can rob me, and take my cell phone or wallet or books or jewelries, but you be sure that you won't include my iPod because all hell would break loose, to say the least.
I think I am feeling more and more detached with studying as I study more and more. You see, I read several pages off of my ES11 book, but I can't grasp a single thing from what I've been reading. It is like automatically snoozing off your alarm clock on rainy mornings even when your body is not yet fully functional, or like an automatic "Hello" or "Sup?" or "Hi" when you answer the phone. I'm so done with everything academic.
Lastly, I will end this post with a...
and a,
and a,
Just because I love these 3 Bon Jovi songs, and I love Jon Bon Jovi in 3 different dimensions all the same.
