thats what i love about these high school girls man...
this weekend should have been perfect. why hasnt it been?
parents gone for a week. a ton of food. nice.
but i have this stupid project for my speech class...honestly i cant even remember the last time i had to use powerpoint. do you? right. even now i cant do this thing. total mind block. i downloaded a bunch of awesome fonts though. maybe theyll distract my professor into thinking that i can actually write a speech about myself. b/c i cant. crap no.
then "youknowwho" calls me up at 10:30.
"what are you doing?"
"what do you mean what am i doing?"
"well im really tired. im going to bed. sorry."
she was supposed to spend the night at 10. she wants to go to d.c. next weekend. ha!
i was mad so i caved and called dan. he was busy with his real friends. i guess he figures i deserve it after what i felt inclined to tell him. sometimes the annoyance of obligation makes me want to shoot myself in the foot.
so i went to see Me and You and Everyone We Know...alone. there was a discussion afterward at Giuseppes. it wasnt that great of a movie. way too styled. real people arent that artsy and quirky. altho it gave me an idea for my room.
i have to move my bed tho.
anyway these little demons mean nothing.
parents gone for a week. a ton of food. nice.
but i have this stupid project for my speech class...honestly i cant even remember the last time i had to use powerpoint. do you? right. even now i cant do this thing. total mind block. i downloaded a bunch of awesome fonts though. maybe theyll distract my professor into thinking that i can actually write a speech about myself. b/c i cant. crap no.
then "youknowwho" calls me up at 10:30.
"what are you doing?"
"what do you mean what am i doing?"
"well im really tired. im going to bed. sorry."
she was supposed to spend the night at 10. she wants to go to d.c. next weekend. ha!
i was mad so i caved and called dan. he was busy with his real friends. i guess he figures i deserve it after what i felt inclined to tell him. sometimes the annoyance of obligation makes me want to shoot myself in the foot.
so i went to see Me and You and Everyone We Know...alone. there was a discussion afterward at Giuseppes. it wasnt that great of a movie. way too styled. real people arent that artsy and quirky. altho it gave me an idea for my room.
i have to move my bed tho.
anyway these little demons mean nothing.