transcribed from austin: dan style
lucas broke my glasses! "accidentally"
i'm fucking blind now. i hate not being able to see shit. everything is a fucking blur AND i have to drive home on monday this way? let me put it this way, i can not tell what are stop signs, let alone signal lights or small animals/children. i keep on putting my hands where i think my glasses would be, or i keep on lifting up my "invisible" glasses that aren't really there. this is sucky for me because i wanted to go to the show at emo's tomorrow, but noooooo now i can not. i wouldn't even know who was who or where to be staring at. it would just be a sad attempt for a blind woman to act like she could wasn't.
the trip up here was waaay better than driving alone, though joseph never really says much, it's comforting knowing that if the car breaks down, there is a guy to push it to the nearest gas station. oh the perks of being a girl. *sigh*
i like how marge never comments in my journal.
i'm fucking blind now. i hate not being able to see shit. everything is a fucking blur AND i have to drive home on monday this way? let me put it this way, i can not tell what are stop signs, let alone signal lights or small animals/children. i keep on putting my hands where i think my glasses would be, or i keep on lifting up my "invisible" glasses that aren't really there. this is sucky for me because i wanted to go to the show at emo's tomorrow, but noooooo now i can not. i wouldn't even know who was who or where to be staring at. it would just be a sad attempt for a blind woman to act like she could wasn't.
the trip up here was waaay better than driving alone, though joseph never really says much, it's comforting knowing that if the car breaks down, there is a guy to push it to the nearest gas station. oh the perks of being a girl. *sigh*
i like how marge never comments in my journal.