[believe me, there was truth in all those stories that i told.]

Sep 24, 2007 00:33

ahaha, oh shit. someone's clever and has lost their student loan id and password. and has been spending too much money.

I'm off to see Motion City Soundtrack tomorrow! truth be told, I'm far more excited about the support. Straylight Run, people.

yesterday was the mujs chinese buffet, which I turned up to feeling awful. but food makes everything better, as does The Umbrella Academy. I've got a standing order for it, but really, I didn't need to bother - there was a huge stack of them in both comic shops we went into. also, Potato was talking about it because he likes comics and had heard it was good, and I was 'yeah, I'm not one of the people who are buying it just because who wrote it... really.' we went into the the most random pub and stayed there for ages, but it was good to talk to Dory about everything.

today [yesterday] has been a day of suspended time. time flows strangely on sundays, I've never quite figured it out- just all of a sudden, it's the early morning and there are no more cars or trains. just streetlights. I can't even see the hills.
all my vices, all the things I need to stop buying start with c.
when I think someone is interested, it's only in being friends, and vice versa. it gets confusing after a while. spell it out for me, I don't mind hearing no. the sweetest thing a boy has done for me lately is not cut me out. we're not best friends, but we talk.
what becomes of our hearts? don't break mine, I'd like to find out. I'd give my heart to anyone who asked, but take it back as soon as they gave me theirs. that's just the kind of girl I am, I'm sorry. we're all still reeling from the past. but. we'll make it. together or apart. we'll make it and break it and carry on.

I have animal magnets on my speakers, and that kind of makes me happy. other things that make me happy are you, those boys in those stupid bands, and the fact I have drank a whole carton of orange juice today.

go figure, gigs, cryptic statements, life

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