may 25
so i'm finally now reading "the perks of being wallflower" and its got me in the mood to write a letter. I had every intention of reading this book, along with “the catcher and the rye”, back in OAC when I wrote an independent study on it…but I’m assuming that something very important came up and then I had to give the book back to Melissa…or higs…I can’t remember. Anyway, my roommate is now making me read it and I feel like this will provide an outlet for that poor little emo boy inside me that I never let bloom in high school…..its ok Charlie, I’m crying too.
stories without names:
-went skating with the rommies and fell down a flight of concrete stairs….bloody ass! That’s me describing, not cursing.
-the best friends i made this year are moving to california
-so I think I might go to California to visit some friends
-work is giving me tons of hours which is awesome, but my feet feel like they’re going to fall off
-my buddy Jovan bet me I wouldn’t wear one of the skirts around the store for an hour…..who do yahink won THAT one?
-have you ever made someone a cd and then said DAMN I’m good? Idid. But for some reason I can never make a mix for myself…it just feels weird and worthless.
-I’m going to start using “fetch”
-photographed a wedding and the pics turned out AWESOME.
-got invited to two more weddings so I have to (maybe)get my hair cut and (definitely) get a new tie/belt combo. Any colour suggestions? I’m thinking gold!!
On that subject (weddings) why is it that people are more shocked when they hear about a 19 year old getting married than a 19 year old getting pregnant. People (in my experience) seem more taken aback learning about the former than the latter. “I can’t believe it!” or “that’s insane”….why? which is the better situation? AND STILL WITH WEDDINGS: through an amazing chain of knowing people (especially Hunt, possibly my coolest girl in the world right now) I will be attending a wedding where I may possibly be sitting next to……..wait for it………………
………………NATALIE IMBRUGLIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Goodness gracious great balls of fire is that the best news or what? I knew the minute i received a peanut butter and banana sandwich for breakfast that it was going to be a good day.
I leave you with a thought from a friend: If I lived back in the wild west days, instead of carrying a six-gun in my holster, I'd carry a soldering iron. That way, if some smart-aleck cowboy said something like "Hey, look. He's carrying a soldering iron!" and started laughing, and everybody else started laughing, I could just say, "That's right, it's a soldering iron. The soldering iron of justice." Then everybody would get real quiet and ashamed, because they had made fun of the soldering iron of justice, and I could probably hit them up for a free drink.
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