Steph wore a Janis Joplin shirt today
Yesterday was Jyll and Droo's self indulgent birthday party. I rather loved it.
High points of the day:
1. Giving Jyll a rather salacious lap dance while wearing Norm's band director hat. It made me look like a bonafide stripper. I knew I was doing it right when she asked "Have you done this before?" and when Nicole actually seemed mildly impressed.
2. Belting out "We Belong Together" on a wire music stand (that represented a microphone in my head) to the raucous applause of the other party goers.
3. Joel walking out in booty shorts with a wannabe riding crop as the Killers' "Somebody Told Me" plays in the background.
4. Crowd surfing
5. Inadvertantly fondling certain people
6. Collecting about $7 in change that were rewarded to me in appreciation of my stripper-esque efforts.
7. The Blackeyed Pea's bonding that occurred
Low points of the day:
1. My dad losing my car keys, forcing me to call Joel and have him pick Steph and me up, which resulted in our inevitable fashionably late arrival.
2. Getting hit by a banana peel.
3. Being constantly reminded of my incapacity to love by all the pretty people there.
4. Stepping on my sunglasses
5. Listening to "This Brilliant Dance" and feeling desperately sorry for myself at the end of the night when everyone left aside from Mary, Droo, Jyll, Joel, Steph, and myself. I took an enormous slab of cake, started smearing frosting over my face, and crying that, "Food, you love me. You'll always accept me for who I am. You don't care what I do, you'll always love me. I just want to be loved!!!" Then catching Mary's eye and watching her laugh at me, which naturally drove me to laughter. I realized how discontent I was and started to whimper again. When Droo joined in on the chuckling, I burst out laughing again. But then I saw Steph texting Zander, and I started whimpering/laughing once more.
Undecided but most helpful moment of the day:
1. Bitching to/with Elise Schenk over life's tribulations. Aww I love her.
I've been eating my feelings lately. And I'm still maintaining my regular weight. High five? I kind of want to slim down for Senior Pics. Those are in six days. Good Luck I suppose.
So as of late, I find myself attracted to.. let's see... SEVEN people. Seven people, seven deadly sins, Seven the movie, you get the jist.
NOW- one would think that since I am willing to give it a shot with seven different people that the odds are that ONE of them is bound to like me back, right?
WRONG. None of them do. I'm fucked. Oh well. I'll die alone I suppose. Surrounded by cats, hopefully so that when I do expire, at least SOMETHING living beside plant life will be in my presence to comfort me in my last breaths. And eventually, I suppose they'll eat my skin off once I've gone and kicked the bucket. Awww... that's cute.
I'm in a mood to watch I Heart Huckabee's... I think that would explain the dream I had last night in which Naomi Watts and I were best friends.
Justin Chatwin? Where'd you go?
Marc's comments on this pathetic excuse of a live journal have really been making updating much more enjoyable. Plus, the ever changing ubiquitous Donnie Darko default pictures help.
I'm out. Later bitches.
High points of the day:
1. Giving Jyll a rather salacious lap dance while wearing Norm's band director hat. It made me look like a bonafide stripper. I knew I was doing it right when she asked "Have you done this before?" and when Nicole actually seemed mildly impressed.
2. Belting out "We Belong Together" on a wire music stand (that represented a microphone in my head) to the raucous applause of the other party goers.
3. Joel walking out in booty shorts with a wannabe riding crop as the Killers' "Somebody Told Me" plays in the background.
4. Crowd surfing
5. Inadvertantly fondling certain people
6. Collecting about $7 in change that were rewarded to me in appreciation of my stripper-esque efforts.
7. The Blackeyed Pea's bonding that occurred
Low points of the day:
1. My dad losing my car keys, forcing me to call Joel and have him pick Steph and me up, which resulted in our inevitable fashionably late arrival.
2. Getting hit by a banana peel.
3. Being constantly reminded of my incapacity to love by all the pretty people there.
4. Stepping on my sunglasses
5. Listening to "This Brilliant Dance" and feeling desperately sorry for myself at the end of the night when everyone left aside from Mary, Droo, Jyll, Joel, Steph, and myself. I took an enormous slab of cake, started smearing frosting over my face, and crying that, "Food, you love me. You'll always accept me for who I am. You don't care what I do, you'll always love me. I just want to be loved!!!" Then catching Mary's eye and watching her laugh at me, which naturally drove me to laughter. I realized how discontent I was and started to whimper again. When Droo joined in on the chuckling, I burst out laughing again. But then I saw Steph texting Zander, and I started whimpering/laughing once more.
Undecided but most helpful moment of the day:
1. Bitching to/with Elise Schenk over life's tribulations. Aww I love her.
I've been eating my feelings lately. And I'm still maintaining my regular weight. High five? I kind of want to slim down for Senior Pics. Those are in six days. Good Luck I suppose.
So as of late, I find myself attracted to.. let's see... SEVEN people. Seven people, seven deadly sins, Seven the movie, you get the jist.
NOW- one would think that since I am willing to give it a shot with seven different people that the odds are that ONE of them is bound to like me back, right?
WRONG. None of them do. I'm fucked. Oh well. I'll die alone I suppose. Surrounded by cats, hopefully so that when I do expire, at least SOMETHING living beside plant life will be in my presence to comfort me in my last breaths. And eventually, I suppose they'll eat my skin off once I've gone and kicked the bucket. Awww... that's cute.
I'm in a mood to watch I Heart Huckabee's... I think that would explain the dream I had last night in which Naomi Watts and I were best friends.
Justin Chatwin? Where'd you go?
Marc's comments on this pathetic excuse of a live journal have really been making updating much more enjoyable. Plus, the ever changing ubiquitous Donnie Darko default pictures help.
I'm out. Later bitches.