Mmmmm...Yellow Juice...

I'm not calling orange juice orange anymore, as it is clearly yellow. Yes, I am well aware that yellow juice is made of orange, not yellow. I don't care. It's yellow juice.
Oh, Big Momma, you are so fat. I heart you.
And my mother played a very nasty trick on me. As we were zipping along in the Beetle, she decided it would be funny to put down the automatic window as we drove through and ENOURMOUS puddle, thus, I was soaked with dirty puddle water. But it doesn't matter much, because I was already wet from waiting outside for her at school.
I actually really enjoyed waiting outside. The rain was beautiful, and I stood underneath a tree and let the wind tug at my skirt and the rain fall on my hood. The little and many ripples in the puddles were like thousands of drops of love. Love that I feel in my heart all of the time.

Musical Quote of the Day (not from a CD, just my pirated music. Yarrrr.)

"So if you care to find me
Look to the Western sky"

-Wicked Musical (Galinda and Elphaba) Title: Defying Gravity