a quick one
+ You know when you are in a group of friends and two kids are all extra-friendly? And how the other people in the group blatantly try to get them together? And how one of them likes the other a little more, and they never really do much and then it becomes awkward? I love that. So good.
+ So, you're looking at the ceiling, right (and hopefully it is empty. Charlotte, you are now excluded from this vision. Ew, Johnny Depp.) and everything is sort of making sense, or whatever, in your head. And then someone knocks on your door and it is that random guy from your class? Yeah. So then, how did you know where I lived? Did Nic tell you? Please stop making my head feel weird because I stood up too fast, and you really have to slow down when you are looking at the ceiling. It's easier for things to make sense. Do you want some apple? I was going to cut some up.
+ Heather has my digi. Including the embarrassing pictures of me on the first day of school that I took for my parents. Take care, there, H. That means I get to post more FRANCE PICSS! Also, amanda, that boomstick thing, I laughed at it the other day, and then I reread it, and laughed again. Just like those weird conversations you have with people that you don't hang out with very often, because they aren't really your style, but you still have fun, and then, when you are trying to remember what happened during the day in order to reconstruct your grocery list (and you are standing in front of the bulk nuts), you burst out laughing thinking about that conversation. Just like that.
+ So, you're looking at the ceiling, right (and hopefully it is empty. Charlotte, you are now excluded from this vision. Ew, Johnny Depp.) and everything is sort of making sense, or whatever, in your head. And then someone knocks on your door and it is that random guy from your class? Yeah. So then, how did you know where I lived? Did Nic tell you? Please stop making my head feel weird because I stood up too fast, and you really have to slow down when you are looking at the ceiling. It's easier for things to make sense. Do you want some apple? I was going to cut some up.
+ Heather has my digi. Including the embarrassing pictures of me on the first day of school that I took for my parents. Take care, there, H. That means I get to post more FRANCE PICSS! Also, amanda, that boomstick thing, I laughed at it the other day, and then I reread it, and laughed again. Just like those weird conversations you have with people that you don't hang out with very often, because they aren't really your style, but you still have fun, and then, when you are trying to remember what happened during the day in order to reconstruct your grocery list (and you are standing in front of the bulk nuts), you burst out laughing thinking about that conversation. Just like that.