"What the world needs now is not another classic rock station..."
Things haven't been so bad since I gave up trying to understand people. I blame anyone who thinks they have anyone else figured out for setting their expectations too high. Knowing you're the only person you'll ever know inside and out, if you're even that lucky, isn't very comforting.
This man I don't know wrote me a letter last year. It was written on the back of a man named Todd's resume. He signed it C-Lif. I'm guessing "C-Lif" is from Boston or close to because he was wrote the letter near the museum of fine arts. I'm guessing he's in a band because he sent stickers and buttons. I know he was in highschool in '92, liked (and continues to like) classic rock and expects people to tell time by depending on the fullness or emptiness of their proverbial hourglasses? I remember being on the phone and flustered when I got it. I don't know why I didn't take interest in it until recently, when I was searching thru drawers for things to put in my psychology memory box. I lost the envelope so I don't have the return address if there was one, so I'm going to write back to the address on the resume, to C-Lif. I wonder if he's Todd Drogy. I wonder why Todd Drogy leaves his resume (complete with social security and Cambridge Trust account numbers) lying around in city diners.
Do you know anything about treacle?
I took my first kickboxing class. Hard...but fun. I go a couple, maybe a few more times this week. I'll probably want to kick someone's ass by the end of the month. I plan on doing this for a long time.
I present my Marine Bio project tomorrow. I watched it in the auditorium with Tiff & Shelley & a little audience. It's probably one of the best things I've ever seen.
Me and Tiffany made a list of things we hate in study. Mine includes flag football, camel toe & pantylines, Mudd jeans, ghettogirlhoops, Ronald McDonald, 5am-10am, low quality crayons, espn and the Spanish language. Just so you know.
Today, someone tried ruining my life by telling me Paris is ugly and filthy in reality. Why would he ever do that to me?
I always hear snoring when I'm home alone?
Topsfield Fair is this weekend. Amanda's last weekend. This will be the best year for the fair. I know it will be. Amanda, don't be sad. You'll always have us all if you want us. I love you.
"Yeah, Baby, etc."
This man I don't know wrote me a letter last year. It was written on the back of a man named Todd's resume. He signed it C-Lif. I'm guessing "C-Lif" is from Boston or close to because he was wrote the letter near the museum of fine arts. I'm guessing he's in a band because he sent stickers and buttons. I know he was in highschool in '92, liked (and continues to like) classic rock and expects people to tell time by depending on the fullness or emptiness of their proverbial hourglasses? I remember being on the phone and flustered when I got it. I don't know why I didn't take interest in it until recently, when I was searching thru drawers for things to put in my psychology memory box. I lost the envelope so I don't have the return address if there was one, so I'm going to write back to the address on the resume, to C-Lif. I wonder if he's Todd Drogy. I wonder why Todd Drogy leaves his resume (complete with social security and Cambridge Trust account numbers) lying around in city diners.
Do you know anything about treacle?
I took my first kickboxing class. Hard...but fun. I go a couple, maybe a few more times this week. I'll probably want to kick someone's ass by the end of the month. I plan on doing this for a long time.
I present my Marine Bio project tomorrow. I watched it in the auditorium with Tiff & Shelley & a little audience. It's probably one of the best things I've ever seen.
Me and Tiffany made a list of things we hate in study. Mine includes flag football, camel toe & pantylines, Mudd jeans, ghettogirlhoops, Ronald McDonald, 5am-10am, low quality crayons, espn and the Spanish language. Just so you know.
Today, someone tried ruining my life by telling me Paris is ugly and filthy in reality. Why would he ever do that to me?
I always hear snoring when I'm home alone?
Topsfield Fair is this weekend. Amanda's last weekend. This will be the best year for the fair. I know it will be. Amanda, don't be sad. You'll always have us all if you want us. I love you.
"Yeah, Baby, etc."