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For Facebook users, you already know it. Starting June 13th, +all the other timing crap that I have no need for, Facebook will have usernames!!! Which is a disaster. The line between Facebook and MySpace has only begun to blur more. I am saddened by this fact, because it only drops Facebook's greatness another two points, like when Channel 7 created a Facebook. Towards Twitter I urge closer and closer to...revolutions, sometimes they just really suck.
Tracks...they're something you follow. From the ones in your mother's head, to the ones animals make in the ground, even to train tracks, something follows them.
Seatbelts...they don't always keep you safe. Today, I demonstrated this by handing out birthday punches to my friend as he was trapped down by his seatbelt. So, remember, seatbelts don't always keep you safe.
This isn't really a new word, especially for ebonics users, but I think it deserves a post for the shear variety of ways to spell the **** word.
Yes, this is another rant upon current social networking sites.
That's how I feel right now, in the middle of everything. Though I'm 18, graduated from high school, and even taken some college classes, I still feel young. There are many things that I am still, and I still have growing up to do. Thus, I feel in a state of pugatory. Seated in the middle, I'm an adult when people choose me to be. I do something wrong, I'm an adult. I want to stay out all night, I'm young.
This is a new word that my friend made up.
I love the fact I have Comcast a DVR cause I have watched so many first seasons during this begining of summer break. One of which was True Blood, right before the new seaon starts. I have a couple of annoyances with the characters though, but that denotes a good show.
For students at any level, Summer is the break of all breaks. Three months pf not having to do a thing...school wise. Usually it is my time to not care about my normal life back at home, as I am usually not there.
All 13 years pf the schooling I have been through are closing. The basic skills learned over these years has been a whole lot. Should I be excited? Yea, probably. Am I? Not really.