the night of september 4, 2005...
so. tonight. nice talk with dearest, whitey visited, then i just wanted to go for a walk to my place. so on my way...this is what happened. so im walking, and lally and haley were being WICKED loud. almost told them but i didnt want to interrupt the party with my sadness. and this kid in morgan made his light on his ceiling blue. it looked fairly amazing. then i didnt go to my special place cuz the gate was closed and i didnt feel like hopping the massive brick wall. so i walked a little more. and did you know...the only lights that are left on in harrington at night are the trophy case ones? it looks slightly odd. and the softball team needs a trophy. and i was wearing my softball sweatshirt and found it ironic that its the sweatshirt im the most proud of, but its also the one that some people dont think im worthy of wearing. and then...i continued on to the campus center cuz im cool like that. and outside of it this girl with a yellow...not bleached, but YELLOW...mohawk was standing out there smoking a cigar. i found it to be a very interesting sight. cuz like its just some punk chick with a mohawk standing outside the campus center smoking a cigar. how often do you get to see that? yeah, not very. so then i checked my mail, and i must have looked like the biggest tool...taking a walk to check my mail at 10:30 on sunday night by myself. meh oh well. and then i came back. overall, not a very satisfying time.