Sing me to sleep.
This weekend has been very full of movies. Lots and lots of movies.
Friday with Mike: Rushmore and Wes Anderson's first movie, Bottle something (Err, I should remember)
Saturday with Claire and Megan: Girl With a Pearl Earring (in the theater)
Saturday night (literally Sunday, mostly) with Claire: The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys and I (blank) the Castle (I should remember these movie titles.)
Sunday with Megan, Lex, and Mike: The Virgin Suicides and Buffalo '66
Mom's hinting that I should clean my room. Since when does she care about that? Oh well, she'll probably forget, she's on the phone for work again.
I want to go to Claire's house and kidnap some of her pumpkin bread and eat it. Yummm...
Friday night - 9 hours of sleep
Saturday night - 5 hours of sleep (Ick!)
Sunday night - 12 hours of sleep
My tummy hurts.
Why do I keep writing?
I <3 friends.
I'm gonna call Becca today, I swear. We should hang out after ballet, do our health homework together, and then go see Casablanca. It'd be cute and nice. I haven't really talked to her much all weekend.
Disappointments of the day: I couldn't sleep past 10 at all and it's a fucking gloomy day. ARRRR to you, gloom.
Friday with Mike: Rushmore and Wes Anderson's first movie, Bottle something (Err, I should remember)
Saturday with Claire and Megan: Girl With a Pearl Earring (in the theater)
Saturday night (literally Sunday, mostly) with Claire: The Dangerous Lives of Altar Boys and I (blank) the Castle (I should remember these movie titles.)
Sunday with Megan, Lex, and Mike: The Virgin Suicides and Buffalo '66
Mom's hinting that I should clean my room. Since when does she care about that? Oh well, she'll probably forget, she's on the phone for work again.
I want to go to Claire's house and kidnap some of her pumpkin bread and eat it. Yummm...
Friday night - 9 hours of sleep
Saturday night - 5 hours of sleep (Ick!)
Sunday night - 12 hours of sleep
My tummy hurts.
Why do I keep writing?
I <3 friends.
I'm gonna call Becca today, I swear. We should hang out after ballet, do our health homework together, and then go see Casablanca. It'd be cute and nice. I haven't really talked to her much all weekend.
Disappointments of the day: I couldn't sleep past 10 at all and it's a fucking gloomy day. ARRRR to you, gloom.