maybe a sign from the electronic gods...
Starting in high school, I would look at the clock and it would be 8:53. a.m. or p.m., it didn’t matter, I would see it at least once a day. It freaked me out at first, but after awhile it seemed like a good omen. But then, when I started looking for it, I would see 8:52 instead. That came to be the bad omen. If I was watching a football game and the clock stopped at 8:52 we’d lose. If it stopped at 8:53, we’d win. Anyway, it’s still pertinent to me after all these years and I still feel the same way about it, maybe even more strongly.
I’m supposed to go over to Charlie’s house tomorrow night, it’s a new house and I’ve never gone over at night. He just texted me the gate code. It’s #0852. I dunno if I want to go there now…. I feel all yucky inside now. Which is about right, since I’ve felt so happy about him and me lately. Haha. This sucks very badly. :(
I’m supposed to go over to Charlie’s house tomorrow night, it’s a new house and I’ve never gone over at night. He just texted me the gate code. It’s #0852. I dunno if I want to go there now…. I feel all yucky inside now. Which is about right, since I’ve felt so happy about him and me lately. Haha. This sucks very badly. :(