o.o;;;

[jenioctavia]

Okay...I now offically believe in ghosts. Why you ask? Well...

This morning around 8 I was rudely awakened by my neighbor. Long story, more on that later. Anyway, I went to the door, talked to her for a bit, and came back to fall asleep. I paused at the computer for a moment just to see if I happened to have any mail, and I look down on the desk.

Now, I may be a smoker, but I'm either too lazy or too broke, depending on the day, to go out and get myself a proper ashtray. What do I use? A soda can cut down to the last inch and a half. Creative, ne?

ANYWAY

So I look down at where I left it last night. Its half empty, the ashes, ciggerete butts, and matchsticks I'd been using last week dumped out near Mom's blue flashlight, which was, when I went to sleep, sitting on the other side of the desk, lying down. Now its standing on its end, in front of this little mess. The 'ashtray' is sitting perfectly normal, not tipped over or anything.

I think some one is giving me a clue to quit smoking..>.>;;;

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[kouhii.livejournal.com]

I believe in ghosts. In sixth grade the pencil sharpener turned on by it self.
And.
I believe in angels. :3