Sapatênis de vinil. Bolsinha baguete. Luvinha de pelica. Você não me esquece. Lesbian chic. Sapacaxa do agreste. Superafim, superafim, superafim de mim. (Neon is a blog; it is maintained by Goldie, who happens to be sixteen and sarcastic. Of course, she loves the band Foals more than words alone can explain. Hence the layout featuring them.)
vegas is my dream unicorn
Tuesday, August 26, 2008 
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Comments: Edit I forgot! It’s been a year and a week or more since I’ve had a website! Take a gander at the first layout I made (for a website, that is:) click this. /Edit
Don’t call me horse!
I’m a unicorn
mystical, magical, mysterious, not plain
got wings like Pegasus and a nice white coat.
I grant wishes and prance in the rain.
U. N. I. C. O. R. N.
That’s a unicorn!
Tell me what song that’s from, and we can be best fraaands, ok?
(Tell me where “vegas is my dream unicorn” is from, and I will love you forever.)
I changed my layout.
Foals took over my life :(
It’s true.
The very bottom doesn’t look so dandy in Safari :\
And I don’t even like this layout much, but I was tired of seeing zebra vomit, hah.
Let’s see…guess what? I accumulated 74 hours of volunteer work this summer! Goddamn National Honor Society, SUCK ON THAT.
And I’m dreading the start of school. I hate how school starts the day after my birthday.
Fair? I think not.
I need to get my permit. Laugh at me as much as you want; I’m almost 17, and I still can’t drive.
Actually, my biffle on ice is 17-and-a-half and she still doesn’t have her permit. I just don’t want to be “the senior on the bus,” you get?