http://www.myspace.com/therocketsummer Go listen to the "Brat Pack" song. I love it. It's the soundtrack of my life right now.
I just met this new group of kids. They all went to South Garland High School, so that's why I never knew them before - but we're all so similar. It's eerie, like we've known each other for years. I've been spending a lot of time over at their condo. They have a pool table and a bunch of movies and stuff. It's a party house. They shall henceforth be known as the Condo Kids.
I've been missing my home a little more lately. Home is special because I can do little things that I can't do with comfort when I'm out, like change clothes or take a shower or cook. I'm starting to settle down for the summer, I think. My crazy-hectic-social-life quota is finally close to being full. Time to get a job and pay off those credit card bills.
I keep attracting 30 year old men. Wtf, mate? Do I seem mature? Because I am a fucking KINDERGARTENER. I'm six years old in my head. Why do older guys always get fascinated? Am I romanticizing it? Are they just perverts, and I shouldn't take it personally?
Oh well. Whatever.