i love that songapacalypseOctober 14 2003, 18:25:58 UTC
and when i first heard it last spring i instantly thought "cty."
i mean, really "cherry cokes under that moonlit summer sky"? that's all i drink there. and it goes without saying that these are the best days of our lives.
the only thing that matters is just following your heart and eventually you'll finally get it right.
oh my god, cty withdrawl is bad. i got a message on my machine from ardon this weekend saying happy birthday and i almost cried i was so happy. my memories from this summer were amazing, dot, and you being there was STUPENDOUS.
i mean AWESOME.
and by that i mean totally sweet.
so i'm getting a computer soon (yay grandparents) and i already know what my background is going to be. well not specifically, but it will come out of your album and i know the day. remember when it was raining really really hard and we were all dancing in it? and you were taking pictures and hoping your camera wasn't getting all fucked up?
well it will be one of those. because even though they made us go inside, the wetness and the black from my sandals rubbing off on my feet and making them look all nasty was wonderful. absolutely wonderful.
god, my friends are so sick of hearing about cty. everytime i mention it they either roll their eyes or start to laugh or make jokes. sometimes they say things that are comforting but i realize that these memories mean nothing to them. it's saddening.
there have been times when i have whipped out my memory book just to read over people's entries because i want to make sure that they were real. people this fucking awesome can't exist.
but they do.
so, because i'm supposed to be writing an english paper that is due tomorrow, i'm going to stop writing this.
but i like you, i love you, and i cty you. -paca
"here in this diary, i write you visions of my summer. it was the best i ever had. there were choruses and sing-a-longs and that unspoken feeling of knowing that right now is all that matters."
i mean, really "cherry cokes under that moonlit summer sky"? that's all i drink there. and it goes without saying that these are the best days of our lives.
the only thing that matters is just following your heart and eventually you'll finally get it right.
oh my god, cty withdrawl is bad. i got a message on my machine from ardon this weekend saying happy birthday and i almost cried i was so happy. my memories from this summer were amazing, dot, and you being there was STUPENDOUS.
i mean AWESOME.
and by that i mean totally sweet.
so i'm getting a computer soon (yay grandparents) and i already know what my background is going to be. well not specifically, but it will come out of your album and i know the day. remember when it was raining really really hard and we were all dancing in it? and you were taking pictures and hoping your camera wasn't getting all fucked up?
well it will be one of those. because even though they made us go inside, the wetness and the black from my sandals rubbing off on my feet and making them look all nasty was wonderful. absolutely wonderful.
god, my friends are so sick of hearing about cty. everytime i mention it they either roll their eyes or start to laugh or make jokes. sometimes they say things that are comforting but i realize that these memories mean nothing to them. it's saddening.
there have been times when i have whipped out my memory book just to read over people's entries because i want to make sure that they were real. people this fucking awesome can't exist.
but they do.
so, because i'm supposed to be writing an english paper that is due tomorrow, i'm going to stop writing this.
but i like you, i love you, and i cty you.
-paca
"here in this diary, i write you visions of my summer. it was the best i ever had. there were choruses and sing-a-longs and that unspoken feeling of knowing that right now is all that matters."
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