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Cassie Zaruches gave me her business card today. We were classmates.
I felt bad because I couldn't remember her name until her business card reminded me. I think we went to elementary school together. I know we were in the same graduating class. I think she was in a lot of my elementary school and middle school classes. I think she was shy. I think I always thought of her as better than me. I still do, and I don't.
It was just weird.. and her business card put my Ralph's apron to shame.
Ba-ha.
This weekend plus or minus a few bumps and scrapes, was superb. The spring formal rejected me, or should I say, the security of that spring formal rejected me. Tight asses. They accused me of breaking the law, (Which is probably true), by not carrying ID around with me. They told me I could go to jail for that, but above all, I was not getting in to the formal. So I sulked.. no I didn't. I wanted to rebel against Westlands security desk.. I mean Jemma spent a whole five minutes amping up my skirt and Jeans with A white dress shirt and Green tie.. Kae and Jemma spent what felt like a lifetime getting her outfit and makeup and hair done.. (She was beautiful..might I add).. anyway..I marched my ass back up to the dorm room and made a cd and waited for Kae to return.. and when she did, we danced in her room for a while together..
and then fell asleep.. Bahah
I was stoned on the way to the city though.. I met a guy, who was also stoned.. and we got more stoned.. and talked.. and I think he's the male version of me. Only older. He's relaxed, shares my philosophy on life. And we didn't have to talk on the train when it came.. we got stoned together, waited for the train together, then parted ways. It was cool. I rode the train into Penn (as usual transferring in huntington).. and called Kae in front of.. I want to say carvel.. She met me there against my will (because I wanted her to catch a movie with her friends that she wanted to see, and not worry about me) and we went to subway where I got the perfect turkey sandwich. (and a coke).. and from there we walked around the (I want to say the village, though I'm not sure we should trust my judgement) where I attempted to get her stoned.. and succeeded (but only for about an hour), then we ventured to GC where we caught our train to white plains at like.. 1:53..And on the train we ran into Martin, Elle, and Rebecca..which was funny, and fun.. We also ran into a creepy psycho stalker hippy drughead who wanted to get with Kae.. I was so close to turning the rose I bought her that night into a deadly weapon.. Then we left and the bastard kissed me on the cheek.. I had creepy psycho stalker hippy drughead germs on me.. So Kae rubbed anti-bacterial on my face. Rebecca got mad, and said she wanted to do bad things to creepy psycho stalker hippy drughead, Martin and Elle laughed. We caught the SL van back to the school and got some drinks at the pub. Kae and I left early and.. I want to say we fell asleep. We awoke the next morning feeling like we had been hit by a train.. a freight train. We went to breakfast.. Sat with grace and her friend.. Grace is funny. later on in the day we went to Bronxville. We caught a movie (Thanks for smoking, thanks for buying cigarettes.. something along those lines) It was pretty good.. We stopped in Pharmacies, bookstores, Starbucks, shoe stores, card stores, arts and craft stores.. contemplated going to the city or yonkers or harlem.. settled for dinner in this little chinese restaurant bronxville.. then walked back to the school (Deleriously!).. Spring formal blah blah.. fell asleep blah blah.. We woke up late on sunday morning. Went to brunch and sat with martin and rebecca and elle. Talked for like.. two hours about the same old shit that people talk about every time Kae takes me to brunch at the school.. we talked about religion, actors, movies, shit of that nature.. but it's like.. the angle of every topic changes every brunch.. we then headed back to the dorm. I packed my shit and got ready as did Kae (Who as always took longer than me, and I had to pack all my shit to get home! Bahahah.. I say this with love, I am amused) Anyway, parted ways with the school, and Jemma last who was on her way back to the dorm room because she forgot laundry detergant or something.. Kae needed her sweat shirt or jacket or something.. Again I was amused.. we took the train back to grand central where we sat and drank coffee and talked.. then we walked to 34th st. then past the midtown queens tunnel, and past first avenue and all the way to the water where we took some pictures.. (we took some pictures outside of GC too).. Then We walked back uptown.. navigating in circles until we found 32nd and sixth avenue and penn station.. we then trailed to 33rd and ate some gyros on the second floor of some building where we talked some more.. After that we traveled to the back of.. (shit.. what was that place called?) I want to say.. well it was a magazineish gift shoppish place that we always pass by in Penn.. and I bought both Kae and I each a book and Keith a magazine. We found my platform, and danced together a little and stretched our mintes and seconds as long as possible.. and then the doors closed and we had to say goodbye.. I read the book the entire way home. I want to say it's called Fat girl.
That was my weekend.
I felt bad because I couldn't remember her name until her business card reminded me. I think we went to elementary school together. I know we were in the same graduating class. I think she was in a lot of my elementary school and middle school classes. I think she was shy. I think I always thought of her as better than me. I still do, and I don't.
It was just weird.. and her business card put my Ralph's apron to shame.
Ba-ha.
This weekend plus or minus a few bumps and scrapes, was superb. The spring formal rejected me, or should I say, the security of that spring formal rejected me. Tight asses. They accused me of breaking the law, (Which is probably true), by not carrying ID around with me. They told me I could go to jail for that, but above all, I was not getting in to the formal. So I sulked.. no I didn't. I wanted to rebel against Westlands security desk.. I mean Jemma spent a whole five minutes amping up my skirt and Jeans with A white dress shirt and Green tie.. Kae and Jemma spent what felt like a lifetime getting her outfit and makeup and hair done.. (She was beautiful..might I add).. anyway..I marched my ass back up to the dorm room and made a cd and waited for Kae to return.. and when she did, we danced in her room for a while together..
and then fell asleep.. Bahah
I was stoned on the way to the city though.. I met a guy, who was also stoned.. and we got more stoned.. and talked.. and I think he's the male version of me. Only older. He's relaxed, shares my philosophy on life. And we didn't have to talk on the train when it came.. we got stoned together, waited for the train together, then parted ways. It was cool. I rode the train into Penn (as usual transferring in huntington).. and called Kae in front of.. I want to say carvel.. She met me there against my will (because I wanted her to catch a movie with her friends that she wanted to see, and not worry about me) and we went to subway where I got the perfect turkey sandwich. (and a coke).. and from there we walked around the (I want to say the village, though I'm not sure we should trust my judgement) where I attempted to get her stoned.. and succeeded (but only for about an hour), then we ventured to GC where we caught our train to white plains at like.. 1:53..And on the train we ran into Martin, Elle, and Rebecca..which was funny, and fun.. We also ran into a creepy psycho stalker hippy drughead who wanted to get with Kae.. I was so close to turning the rose I bought her that night into a deadly weapon.. Then we left and the bastard kissed me on the cheek.. I had creepy psycho stalker hippy drughead germs on me.. So Kae rubbed anti-bacterial on my face. Rebecca got mad, and said she wanted to do bad things to creepy psycho stalker hippy drughead, Martin and Elle laughed. We caught the SL van back to the school and got some drinks at the pub. Kae and I left early and.. I want to say we fell asleep. We awoke the next morning feeling like we had been hit by a train.. a freight train. We went to breakfast.. Sat with grace and her friend.. Grace is funny. later on in the day we went to Bronxville. We caught a movie (Thanks for smoking, thanks for buying cigarettes.. something along those lines) It was pretty good.. We stopped in Pharmacies, bookstores, Starbucks, shoe stores, card stores, arts and craft stores.. contemplated going to the city or yonkers or harlem.. settled for dinner in this little chinese restaurant bronxville.. then walked back to the school (Deleriously!).. Spring formal blah blah.. fell asleep blah blah.. We woke up late on sunday morning. Went to brunch and sat with martin and rebecca and elle. Talked for like.. two hours about the same old shit that people talk about every time Kae takes me to brunch at the school.. we talked about religion, actors, movies, shit of that nature.. but it's like.. the angle of every topic changes every brunch.. we then headed back to the dorm. I packed my shit and got ready as did Kae (Who as always took longer than me, and I had to pack all my shit to get home! Bahahah.. I say this with love, I am amused) Anyway, parted ways with the school, and Jemma last who was on her way back to the dorm room because she forgot laundry detergant or something.. Kae needed her sweat shirt or jacket or something.. Again I was amused.. we took the train back to grand central where we sat and drank coffee and talked.. then we walked to 34th st. then past the midtown queens tunnel, and past first avenue and all the way to the water where we took some pictures.. (we took some pictures outside of GC too).. Then We walked back uptown.. navigating in circles until we found 32nd and sixth avenue and penn station.. we then trailed to 33rd and ate some gyros on the second floor of some building where we talked some more.. After that we traveled to the back of.. (shit.. what was that place called?) I want to say.. well it was a magazineish gift shoppish place that we always pass by in Penn.. and I bought both Kae and I each a book and Keith a magazine. We found my platform, and danced together a little and stretched our mintes and seconds as long as possible.. and then the doors closed and we had to say goodbye.. I read the book the entire way home. I want to say it's called Fat girl.
That was my weekend.