be a gypsy dancer...
i am on a lonely road
and i am traveling
traveling traveling traveling
looking for something, what can it be?
oh i hate you some, i hate you some
i love you some
oh i love you, when i forget about me...
i have 2 moods today. one is quite bubbly and happy and asthetic, it feels good to feel this. the other is taciturn, melancholy, austere, and jealous.
so, the russian czar is going to semi formal tonight, with some junior. i think its best if she remiains anonymous between konstantin and i. i can't imagine him dressed in any kind of semi formal attire, its just wierd. and a dance? i have ideas of why he's going, the real party is probably going to be after the affair. this is where jealous overflows in my glass. i try not to think about it. and everyone is going to costa rica. i really wish i was going-but i have to stay here in cold and old and settled in its ways new york. i don't even want to think about what they'll be doing when i'm getting up in the morning, and the bottoms of my feet hit the cold wooden floor at 6:35 in the morning every day. it makes me want to cry.
on another note, my future relationship with sarah is ruined. ruined ruined. ruined by my infatuation with kasey. i thought that something was going to blom between kasey and i, but i suppose this has taught me a valuable lesson so i'll just shut up.
at least theres something keeping me mildly happy...tonight is the school sleepover! i know i'll forget about kasey and how i'm not going to costa rica on tuesday. there will be movies, girls acting outrageously silly, and im going to play dancing with myself by billy idol so i can skank in the middle of the gym and make everyone watch. and then i can get called "thea:the blasphemous freak jew" :]
on another note, the book i am reading just makes me very happy--i'm on page 500! 278 left to go! yeah!
i <3 east of eden. everyone hates john steinbeck because the pearl sucked. and it did. but this nothing like the pearl. or the red pony. or of mice and men. or even like the grapes of wrath [which i thought was the best out of those 4]. no. this is ten times better.
and its too long for anyone to give it a chance. you poor people...you're missing such a good book.
and i am traveling
traveling traveling traveling
looking for something, what can it be?
oh i hate you some, i hate you some
i love you some
oh i love you, when i forget about me...
i have 2 moods today. one is quite bubbly and happy and asthetic, it feels good to feel this. the other is taciturn, melancholy, austere, and jealous.
so, the russian czar is going to semi formal tonight, with some junior. i think its best if she remiains anonymous between konstantin and i. i can't imagine him dressed in any kind of semi formal attire, its just wierd. and a dance? i have ideas of why he's going, the real party is probably going to be after the affair. this is where jealous overflows in my glass. i try not to think about it. and everyone is going to costa rica. i really wish i was going-but i have to stay here in cold and old and settled in its ways new york. i don't even want to think about what they'll be doing when i'm getting up in the morning, and the bottoms of my feet hit the cold wooden floor at 6:35 in the morning every day. it makes me want to cry.
on another note, my future relationship with sarah is ruined. ruined ruined. ruined by my infatuation with kasey. i thought that something was going to blom between kasey and i, but i suppose this has taught me a valuable lesson so i'll just shut up.
at least theres something keeping me mildly happy...tonight is the school sleepover! i know i'll forget about kasey and how i'm not going to costa rica on tuesday. there will be movies, girls acting outrageously silly, and im going to play dancing with myself by billy idol so i can skank in the middle of the gym and make everyone watch. and then i can get called "thea:the blasphemous freak jew" :]
on another note, the book i am reading just makes me very happy--i'm on page 500! 278 left to go! yeah!
i <3 east of eden. everyone hates john steinbeck because the pearl sucked. and it did. but this nothing like the pearl. or the red pony. or of mice and men. or even like the grapes of wrath [which i thought was the best out of those 4]. no. this is ten times better.
and its too long for anyone to give it a chance. you poor people...you're missing such a good book.