We were both 18 and it felt so right.
Sleeping all day, staying up all night. I work hard for the money. So hard for the money. Life is just peachy. I wake up everyday at 8. Go to work at 9. Do a little dance. Take a lunch break. Make a little love. 6 o'clock rolls around. Get down tonight. My job is so great. I greet people at the door. Fit them for a size. Grab a few plaids from the back. Make the fat girls not feel so fat. Ring them up. Bag it. Tag it. Sell it to the butcher in the store. It's almost like I have a purpose in life. Well... almost.
I went to the Final Fling last night. Summer's halfway over and already we have to have parties to say goodbye to each other before college. We should have just said goodbye at graduation and ended it there. I don't see the point in continuing these phony baloney friendships any longer than need be. Don't double dip your chip. That's like putting your whole mouth in the bowl. Just take one dip and end it. The party was fun though. I wasn't planning on getting in the water until I was already soaking wet from getting splashed by the dudes. I'm glad I did though. Laurel, Alex, & I tried to slip-n-slide down the incline at the bottom. This was fun until Laurel punched me in the face underwater. Whore. I enjoyed Hank's many, varied, and unusual facial expressions, as well as noticing the way Lee was acting the EXACT same way as that 8 yr. old kid. Daniel took us girls out for pizza afterwards. Laurel's a lucky girl. Well, actually I should say I'm a lucky girl. I have 2 best friends that have really nice boyfriends. And I'm reaping the benefits. I got free pizza off of Daniel and everytime I go to Christin's, I never have to lift a finger. Matt serves us drinks and chicken fingers and doughnuts. Boyfriends are super. After pizza I hung out at Justin's for awhile. Yadda yadda yadda I was really tired this morning. But you yadda yadda-ed over the best part. No, I mentioned the pizza.
I didn't run yesterday or the day before. I set out to run for 30 minutes and only made it to Lafayette. I am so gosh darn lazy. The SHC "coach" emailed me today. He reminded us we were supposed to have been running for the 1st half of the summer. It sounded like he highly doubted any of us have been training at all. That's sad that that's probably true. Man, our team is going to suck. Still, I look forward to it. I've heard that the guys on the team are all extremely weird. I hope they mean "weird" in the McT xc sense of the word, not the "he walked into the room wearing only a sock" sense of the word. Sounds like a good old-fashioned colonial raping to me.
Let's jazzercise! It's jazzin'!
I went to the Final Fling last night. Summer's halfway over and already we have to have parties to say goodbye to each other before college. We should have just said goodbye at graduation and ended it there. I don't see the point in continuing these phony baloney friendships any longer than need be. Don't double dip your chip. That's like putting your whole mouth in the bowl. Just take one dip and end it. The party was fun though. I wasn't planning on getting in the water until I was already soaking wet from getting splashed by the dudes. I'm glad I did though. Laurel, Alex, & I tried to slip-n-slide down the incline at the bottom. This was fun until Laurel punched me in the face underwater. Whore. I enjoyed Hank's many, varied, and unusual facial expressions, as well as noticing the way Lee was acting the EXACT same way as that 8 yr. old kid. Daniel took us girls out for pizza afterwards. Laurel's a lucky girl. Well, actually I should say I'm a lucky girl. I have 2 best friends that have really nice boyfriends. And I'm reaping the benefits. I got free pizza off of Daniel and everytime I go to Christin's, I never have to lift a finger. Matt serves us drinks and chicken fingers and doughnuts. Boyfriends are super. After pizza I hung out at Justin's for awhile. Yadda yadda yadda I was really tired this morning. But you yadda yadda-ed over the best part. No, I mentioned the pizza.
I didn't run yesterday or the day before. I set out to run for 30 minutes and only made it to Lafayette. I am so gosh darn lazy. The SHC "coach" emailed me today. He reminded us we were supposed to have been running for the 1st half of the summer. It sounded like he highly doubted any of us have been training at all. That's sad that that's probably true. Man, our team is going to suck. Still, I look forward to it. I've heard that the guys on the team are all extremely weird. I hope they mean "weird" in the McT xc sense of the word, not the "he walked into the room wearing only a sock" sense of the word. Sounds like a good old-fashioned colonial raping to me.
Let's jazzercise! It's jazzin'!