5.06.2009

what a lazy bum wants

14. i want the magic toilet fairy to come and unclog my toilet for me. :[

5.02.2009

what an indecisive girl wants. no rush, though.

13. i want a bunny rabbit. and for tomorrow to be a good day. and i want true love and a bag of kit-kat minis, and that shirt from thinkgeek with the badass my little ponies on it that says "OMG pwnies" and i want someone to notice my outstanding, wacky, and quirky yellow-and-purple-shiny-painted nails.

... not necessarily in that order. but. yes.

5.01.2009

what an ADD chick wants a few weeks later

12. i want to continue this blog.

>.>

again.

3.08.2009

3.04.2009

what a semi-creepy hippie dippie skirtlover wants

10. i want a new skirt, and also to go back in time to that day when i said all those things and creeped you out. i want to undo that. :]

2.26.2009

what i want.

9. 

02:14:23 lacey is sparkly: me either.
02:14:42 lacey is sparkly: i don't like him.
02:14:46 lacey is sparkly: but i think i might always love him.
02:14:53 lacey is sparkly: it's the most annoying thing ever.

i want not to be a cliché.
i want not to have to be a cliché.
get the hell out of my mind and my life.
things were so much better when i was able, for five minutes, to forget you exist.

...

sort of.

2.25.2009

what a pretty awesome girl wants, in her humble opinion

8. If fate agreed to my most random, deepest desires of my heart, I would be the sixth awesome girl.

Just sayin'. 

2.20.2009

what an inner child wants

7. I really, really, really want a furby. I miss mine. His name was Cocoa and he was grey with black spots and he reminded me more of pepper than cocoa. 

But really I want one with crazy colors that I can give an awesome name like Orangina or Twillatina.

Hush. I know the thing names itself. I can dream.

2.18.2009

what a blackbird wants

6. i want to take these broken wings and learn to fly; all my life, i was only waiting for this moment to arrive.

2.13.2009

what a daydreamer wants

5. I want to run away to an airport.

Imagine it.

I'd bring enough money to last me a few months and then get a job at a small souvenir shop. I would never be hungry, or without a roof over my head, and I would memorize the routes of the security guards as to never get caught because I would constantly blend in. If New York is the city that never sleeps, an airport is the building that never sleeps. Amidst all the weary travelers, there I would be. Me and the planes.

I'd never be lonely; I could make friends with the daily passers-by. Each day, a new group of people to observe, to share stories about life with. After all, people will listen to anything when they're bored. And my friends could visit whenever they wanted... I wouldn't even have to give them directions. Everyone knows where the airport is.

Running away to the airport can't be a new idea. I could collect all the run-aways and we could have our own little town. Freedom Town. And every night at quarter til 3 (AM, that is), we would gather and discuss all the things that really matter, and one day start our own little church. Church of the Airplanes, because we'd have the most essential thing in common. Airplanes fly and so would we.

Differently, of course.

what a bff wants

4. On the one hand, I want to be that kind of girl that all my guy friends tell me all about.. instead of the best friend who hears all about her. But on the other hand, I want to be okay with being the best friend, because I know that best friends make the best relationships in the end.

..But I don't know that I like having to wait until "the end."

1.21.2009

what an insomniac wants

3. If it's alright with you, big, dark-chocolate-brown eyes of mine that I have grown up with, I'd like for you to close so I can go to sleep now. I have to awaken in an hour and nine minutes, and I have class in three hours and nine minutes, and I'd like to at least be partially awake to take notes. Thanks. :]

1.16.2009

what a still-very-convinced "ex"-soulmate wants

2. I should very much like for you to read the thoughtful, charming, yet still elegantly composed note that I just sent you, and for you to be struck with a deep sense of longing in your state of lacking of such wit and prose in your life and promptly return to me with very little damage from transit.

1.09.2009

what a nerd wants

1. I want a boy who will ask for my screenname instead of my number.