Random bits of...stuff
Lol, that's the title I put as a comment on Devin's LJ. Heh, I guess I couldn't think of anything else to put as my title. Anyhoo...went to Lancaster today and went shopping, dad gave me the credit card to shop with. But, sucky ass fraud people made it so I couldn't use it like...anywhere without him there in the building. They wouldn't even call and talk to him on the phone. I guess I can see how that would be like...good, in a way, but it sucked cuz I wasn't trying to be a fraud and all I wanted was school clothes. So I ended up withdrawing from my bank account, which the max ended up being three hundred so I couldn't buy all the clothing I wanted, buuuut we're going back Sat to do just that. Yay! Ashley should come with me 'n dad, and hopefully no mom so she won't try to influance what I buy.
I got a lot of cute stuff though, and *gasp* lots of pink! AAHH!! I never liked pink, it's so weird, they were alll just sooo kyute! I got a pair of shoes that look like Chucks, which are pink and black, but they aren't. A pair of pink and black pants, which are to die for, and some shirts that I dont' feel like descrbing. Cut my hair ridiculously short too!
Anyway...I was taking Josh to my house after taking Ashley and Steven home, and who should be in the street walking? Elsbeth, Devin, and their two friends. I stopped (parking pretty much half on the side of the road, half in the road, lol) and we talked. I actually really like to talk with Devin, though I always feel so...insignificant around him, like he's older 'n me and seems so much more intelligent and not quite so...annoying. I know I shouldn't, but I feel that way anyway. I think why I love talking to Devin is cuz he makes me think, and I love to think about like...deep things. And I love to be shown new things, which he never fails to do. I can debate without feeling like the other doesn't know what they're talking about, or they're trying to make me feel horrible, and I can tell him about my stories and he listens. I know others listen too, but I always feel like they're just listening just to be nice, which is probably what Devin does too. I really love talking about my stories, I mean, it's my life, my passion, my world. I can't go two seconds without writing something down mentally cuz it makes me think it would be fun to add to a story, or be a story. Heh...anyway..I know I shouldn't talk about my stories, cuz personally, I can only stand listening to some one's stories for a bit before I get kinda bored, so I figure they feel the same way and I'm just boring them. Anyway!
Leanne...I can't hang out Thursday, but Saturday I can. Call me on my cell, and we'll sort out plans, k?
I am going to give each of you who read this a mission. Listen to a Peter, Pual, and Mary song. Perferable, "Invisible People" "Don't Laugh at Me" or, "Jesus is on a Wire" If you've heard those before, look up lyrics and read a few of their songs. Some deep really awsome stuff!
Here's a question:
Do you honestly and truthfully think I have the talent and creativity to become a published writer? Would you buy my books?
I got a lot of cute stuff though, and *gasp* lots of pink! AAHH!! I never liked pink, it's so weird, they were alll just sooo kyute! I got a pair of shoes that look like Chucks, which are pink and black, but they aren't. A pair of pink and black pants, which are to die for, and some shirts that I dont' feel like descrbing. Cut my hair ridiculously short too!
Anyway...I was taking Josh to my house after taking Ashley and Steven home, and who should be in the street walking? Elsbeth, Devin, and their two friends. I stopped (parking pretty much half on the side of the road, half in the road, lol) and we talked. I actually really like to talk with Devin, though I always feel so...insignificant around him, like he's older 'n me and seems so much more intelligent and not quite so...annoying. I know I shouldn't, but I feel that way anyway. I think why I love talking to Devin is cuz he makes me think, and I love to think about like...deep things. And I love to be shown new things, which he never fails to do. I can debate without feeling like the other doesn't know what they're talking about, or they're trying to make me feel horrible, and I can tell him about my stories and he listens. I know others listen too, but I always feel like they're just listening just to be nice, which is probably what Devin does too. I really love talking about my stories, I mean, it's my life, my passion, my world. I can't go two seconds without writing something down mentally cuz it makes me think it would be fun to add to a story, or be a story. Heh...anyway..I know I shouldn't talk about my stories, cuz personally, I can only stand listening to some one's stories for a bit before I get kinda bored, so I figure they feel the same way and I'm just boring them. Anyway!
Leanne...I can't hang out Thursday, but Saturday I can. Call me on my cell, and we'll sort out plans, k?
I am going to give each of you who read this a mission. Listen to a Peter, Pual, and Mary song. Perferable, "Invisible People" "Don't Laugh at Me" or, "Jesus is on a Wire" If you've heard those before, look up lyrics and read a few of their songs. Some deep really awsome stuff!
Here's a question:
Do you honestly and truthfully think I have the talent and creativity to become a published writer? Would you buy my books?