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2009 30 September :: 5.21pm
:: Mood: amused
:: Music: "Move Along" by The All American Rejects
44, 44, 44.
Okay, this just happened, so I felt the need to blog it.
My last few blogs have only been like... well... a few lines of some emotional, sentimental stuff, but this is just hilarious.
Mike was just driving, rushing to get me home and get back to his work meeting on time, when he got pulled over for speeding. We knew that WickedFast couldn't be ticket-free forever. Not with the way Mike speeds. XD
The speed limit was 25. Mike was doing 44.
So the cop asks him, "Are you the owner of this vehicle? It says that the owner of this vehicle is 49 years old. Are you 49 years old?" And Mike's all "... No. o.o" Then as the cop went back to his car for a minute, Mike was all "Wtf...? Well, I have registration. *Pulls out of glovebox*" Haha! So yeah, apparently the cop looked up the wrong license place number.
Then on the ticket that he gave Mike, under remarks, it just said "44, 44, 44." XD!
Me: It says "44, 44, 44." I wonder what the hell that means. o.o
Mike: Um, probably that I was doing 44?
It was hilarious. It was almost like the cop was scolding him like a little kid for speeding. XD And it's a week before his 20th birthday too! He almost made it to 20 without a [caught] traffic violation. Trust me, I've seen him make a few. lol! So I told him jokingly that maybe me and John could try to help pay off his ticket for his birthday present. Then Mike was just like "Well, there goes my birthday money..." Haha!
Yeeeah, that's about it. I just felt the need to blog that. :D
Mr. Greenleaf, I do declare!
~ Squallet
I'm doing everything
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2009 30 September :: 3.30am
:: Mood: giggly
Onoes! D:
NOT THE SIX DOLLAR NUGGETS!!!!!
... That is all... o.o
I'm doing everything
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2009 28 September :: 10.53am
:: Mood: relaxed
:: Music: "Pretty Baby" by Vanessa Carlton
So it stormed last night... o.o
The thunder crashes loudly and threateningly.
But then I feel your arms around me, holding me close.
Concern. Protection. Love.
I've never felt more cared for in my life. ♥
I'm doing everything
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2009 27 September :: 4.46pm
:: Mood: dorky
:: Music: "Pretty Baby" by Vanessa Carlton
Somewhere along the way
We fell in love.
I barely even know you.
Yet I feel I know everything I need to know.
We collide.
Beautifully.
I truly don't mind.
I'm doing everything
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2009 21 September :: 7.02pm
:: Mood: creative
:: Music: "Last Waltz" by The Rasmus
This moment is everything.
The rain pours down.
We don't care.
It runs down our skin.
We don't care.
It soaks our clothes.
We don't care.
It drenches our hair.
And we just don't care.
Drowning in your eyes.
Your lips against mine.
Your arms around my back.
My hands at your neck.
Holding each other tightly.
Feeling loved.
Feeling wanted.
The pouring rain is insignificant.
You're all that exists in this moment.
In this moment, you're my world.
This, the last waltz, is all that matters.
Everything else is gone.
And I simply do not care.
I'm doing everything
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