Tuesday, January 6
Current Mood:
Depressed.
Is last post. Is last post. I promise. I just wanted to post one more thing. One devastating, horrible thing that Em has dropped on me like a little nuclear warhead which she responds to with 'Oops. Did that hurt?; and then a giggle. This is worse than the LOTRPS fanfic.
Orlando Bloom...is 26 years old. 26. Look at that no.
It may not look old but to me at a young 16, it's old. He is old, man. When I turn 20 he'll be 30. Fuck. 30. *weeps* Now I'll never have a chance!
Em: Elijah Wood's only 22! That's better, right?
*kills Em* *roasts Em slowly over a fire* *smiles happily* On the other hand, he's 26 and a Capricorn. Which is exactly what my sister is. If I can't have him, let me be related to him! *weeps anyway* 26. For the rest of my life I will HATE THAT NO!
*echoes*
~ M.M.W ~
PS:
Mary: How old did you think he was?
Me: *hopefully* 19?
Mary: *bursts into laughter* In your dreams.
Me: Well it is now!!!!!!!
