Guilt trips and Plotless Movies...

So, I've brought my own guilt trip upon myself...It kinda sucks really. I mean, we didn't actually physically hurt you for what you did. But we yelled, and I did most of all. And we ignored you, and excluded you. I feel guilty. I feel horrid. I guilt tripped MYSELF on what I was absouletly fine with mere minutes ago. I figured nobody missed you. I figured it was just like you had moved away, and facebook didn't work. Hmmm....well then. That's two for two. The second time I've thought about in two days...

~*~*~

Well, I've come to realize, that perhaps my life could be a movie. When multiple people tell you something, it has to be true, right? {Except the pool on the imiginary third floor...A fun, yet mean trick to play on the Freashies} Anyway, So, I figure, that my life, if made into a movie, would be rather plotless. Sort of like Twilight. Plotless, and people look at it for...Well, I'm not sure what...Why do you go see plotless movies? Side note, let's start this movie making process, shall we? Fisrtly, we need a plot. {For a plotless movie? Yes, I know} Hmmm...let's start that with stroy time! Now, what should I write about? What do you want to hear, oh, imiginary internet person whom I write to instead of eating fattening ice cream on this cold winter day when I'm snowed in cause we have a few feet or so of snow and people don't know how to drive?^^
~Jazzi