you're just a sucker for the ones that use you

Sep 17, 2006 16:45


oh god, delilah, why?

thursday, the tobati video made laura and i cry. later, other things made me cry so i spent the better part of the day avoiding contact with anyone. after school there were auditions but i didn't want to go so i travelled with alex for a while before going to tell stories. my story was only funny to me, but i'd been thinking about it so i wanted to tell it. went home, took a walk, called katie and got back to being a little more logical.

friday seemed very long. during photography i hung out with ms rushford for quite some time. then, after school, laura and i sat on the the friendship wall for a while before joining a lot of people on the green and later in mr. baldwin's office. a fun drive home with emily, stella and miriam complete with flat tire. emily and i went home and then to

COBRA STARSHIP. haha, we had a very very good time. watched ren's band, matador, which was rad. also rad were ren's dance moves. a complete stranger asked me to be his date, ran into the famous tucker, got a delicious chocolate mess from ren, contributed to a kissing booth and bought a cobra starship shirt. there were some horrible/hilarious rappers. spent some time with spencer, alex and jon. when cobra starship finally played, they were so good. i made some lovely videos. rain, phone, beautiful, home.

emily and i took a nice walk back at my house and at LOTS of flavor ice and watched "she's the man." when emily went home, i went to katie's house. we walked to the waterfall and then to buckley, where we swung and ate chocolate and admired the beauty of the playscape. we had some chinese back at her house and i came home for birthday cake.

today i was not really in the mood to go anywhere, so i woke up really really early, did work and went shopping with michele. it was very enjoyable.

i suppose this means tomorrow is my birthday. i hate birthdays. i always get excited for my birthday, since its an excuse to eat cake, but in the end they just make me too sentimental.

there will be a party, nevertheless.
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