"There's nothing sadder than an aging hipster."
Okay, you know how I constantly complain that my life is boring? Well I decided to take initiative to make it interesting! Last night, I invited Kendall to spend the night. 'Twas fun, but she was exausted from soccer (the kind with kicking, for you Europeans) and so we went to bed at about 10:30. We painted her magazine cover with nail-polish. It was an improvement. Teehee.
In the morning she asked if I wanted to go to church with her. I had turned her down too many times, and it was getting suspicious, and I didn't want my agnostic secret to get out because then she would start trying to 'save' me. Which accomplishes nothing. I also wanted to hang out with Kendall, and so I joined her. I felt like I was lying with my actions. Probably because I was. Regardless, I had more fun than I would have sitting at home in my room on the chair under a blanket staring at nothing. In fact, I'd say a good time was had by all. Afterwards we went out for tacos, which is always nice. Kendall and I made the sauce packets have a conversation.
The great thing about hanging out with Kendall is that we don't have to constantly be doing something, or speaking. We've known each other long enough to be comfortable just sitting reading in each other's company. It doesn't feel awkward.
She went to apply for a job at Subway, and I joined her. I wanted to film it, but she said that might be nerdy. We walked in, and she said, "Hello, sir, I would like to apply for a job," to the man behind the counter.
"How old are you?"
"I'm fifteen, sir."
"I think you have to be sixteen." He was curt and rude, and I don't know what his problem was.
"Um, my friend works here and she's fifteen."
"She must have connections." He gave her an application thing, but it was in a 'if I throw a stick, will you go away' manner. Grr. Kendall is really nice, and really responsible, and I dont just say that because she's my friend. She's an outstanding person.
Oh, and something sucks: My dad is moving to Annapolis. That's right, Annapolis. So I won't get my democratic fix every summer anymore.
I loved Minneapolis. It's my favourite place in the world, and to think I won't see it again... I almost cried. I keep remembering that saxaphone player on the street. There were so many insane people; I loved it. Everyone is really friendly there. You can sit out on your front porch and make 7 new friends. They have block parties, and outdoor free plays. Their radio stations are heavenly. I'm going to miss it so much. The Seward! I'm never going to eat there again! All the windows, and the buildings were so colourful. THere was a used bookstore on every corner. I fell in love with Minneapolis.
I'm talking like the twin cities died.
In the morning she asked if I wanted to go to church with her. I had turned her down too many times, and it was getting suspicious, and I didn't want my agnostic secret to get out because then she would start trying to 'save' me. Which accomplishes nothing. I also wanted to hang out with Kendall, and so I joined her. I felt like I was lying with my actions. Probably because I was. Regardless, I had more fun than I would have sitting at home in my room on the chair under a blanket staring at nothing. In fact, I'd say a good time was had by all. Afterwards we went out for tacos, which is always nice. Kendall and I made the sauce packets have a conversation.
The great thing about hanging out with Kendall is that we don't have to constantly be doing something, or speaking. We've known each other long enough to be comfortable just sitting reading in each other's company. It doesn't feel awkward.
She went to apply for a job at Subway, and I joined her. I wanted to film it, but she said that might be nerdy. We walked in, and she said, "Hello, sir, I would like to apply for a job," to the man behind the counter.
"How old are you?"
"I'm fifteen, sir."
"I think you have to be sixteen." He was curt and rude, and I don't know what his problem was.
"Um, my friend works here and she's fifteen."
"She must have connections." He gave her an application thing, but it was in a 'if I throw a stick, will you go away' manner. Grr. Kendall is really nice, and really responsible, and I dont just say that because she's my friend. She's an outstanding person.
Oh, and something sucks: My dad is moving to Annapolis. That's right, Annapolis. So I won't get my democratic fix every summer anymore.
I loved Minneapolis. It's my favourite place in the world, and to think I won't see it again... I almost cried. I keep remembering that saxaphone player on the street. There were so many insane people; I loved it. Everyone is really friendly there. You can sit out on your front porch and make 7 new friends. They have block parties, and outdoor free plays. Their radio stations are heavenly. I'm going to miss it so much. The Seward! I'm never going to eat there again! All the windows, and the buildings were so colourful. THere was a used bookstore on every corner. I fell in love with Minneapolis.
I'm talking like the twin cities died.