Jan 28, 2003 10:43
I want a pair of hot pants, even if they didn't fit right, I just want to wear them once, and then tease my hair so I end up being six feet tall. Maybe I will crimp it. Remember crimping from our elementary school days? I'm glad we grew out of that!
I simply cannot gaze at the moon like I used to without feeling positively saddned that you aren't there to share it with me, dear. I ache for you.
Recently, we have found ourselves reminiscing about our childhood. To that I say, EMBRACE THE WAVES OF THE FUTURE, MY FRIENDS! Keeping sight of our innocent years of bikes with four wheels and when our parents actually dressed us, we should still look forward...that doesn't mean we cannot keep our youthful outlook, because we are still capable of watching cartoons without guilt, but...anyway, you know what I mean. Let's not dwell too much on our youth, when we were virgins and when boys/girls had cooties. (even though they still do).
I would like a moped, and freckles. Can I get freckles? Can somebody lend me theirs? The great tragedy in my life is never having freckles. My brother does.
On a completely different note, I thoroughly dislike church, and I am thoroughly confused about what I actually do believe. I will, however, let my children do and believe as they please, and not force them to attend any sort of church. Oh yes, this kind of goes back to the survey I just sent out. I'm deathly afraid of not being married. I really and truly would like to be married and have children. Call me cliche, but I really do want to share my life with someone. I'm so afraid of being alone. I need re-assurance, but of course, this cannot be done.
I smell all nice and soapy, from my shower. I like showers.
Lauren