Nothing Lasts Forever ---> Did You Expect It To?
Got my stitches out today. They were blue. To match my mood.
No, really, the doctor was nice with his warning story and his care. It felt a bit like getting my hair pulled, just like Nessa said it would.
I've been listening to songs about punks, lamenting the fact that I am not one. It makes me very tear-eyed indeed.
Jessica H. is coming into town tomorrow, and I am very, very happy about that. I haven't seen her in ages and I miss our jaunts and our talks. I miss them a lot.
My dad just got his hair cut by Jessica's sister Sammy, which I think is a good sign, and a fond coincidence.
I miss my Claire Bear and my Lydia Chum. I haven't been able to talk to Claire for almost 2 weeks now, and Lydia didn't want to talk to me on the phone today. Mostly because she dislikes me. She dislikes me a lot.
Also, got my grades back --> and although I did get A's in both my art history classes, I would have liked to have done better in my regular history class. Right now I am taking an English 103 online, and I am determined to do my best.
Does anyone love Clara Bow as much as I do? I think not.