i've got it all, but i feel so deprived...
i'm not just my sat score or my gpa. i hate that i'm introduced like that.
some of it i'm beginning to know, but i don't think i'll ever understand. and i hope i don't ever get it, because then i might start to think that way too.
to prove that i'm a stupid teenage girl: i had the perfect chance to slip in, "hey, i think you should take me to the prom." did i take that chance? no. why? because i'm chicken. not that it would have really worked anyway, but still, i could have at least had the guts to make the effort.
huh. apparently, females are born with an anti-war gene.
i think i thrive on laughter. some of my favorite times and feelings in the whole wide world are when i'm giggling:
- when melia and i are just goofing off and laughing about nothing and everything in general.
- when adrienne and i are doing math and we think that 2x-2 is -2. or when we're being weird and think we're hilarious.
- when elyse calls to say something so dorky. and knows it.
- the rare times when i really get to hang out with jessica. it's always a blast and there's always a new inside joke.
- when leah's made up a new rap or a new song. when she thinks she's so mexican.
- when madison finds something funny, because her laugh is truly contagious.
- when ben says something stupid.
- when matt and i are sitting in my car playing music and just laughing at each other. or when we're on the phone and he's silly.
- when helena and i sit at b&j's and i'm laughing so hard that soda comes out my nose and she's laughing so hard she's crying.
i think we might have been wrong. maybe secrets do make friends.