May 20, 2004 16:49
i put on the brightest red lipstick, did my hair like a whore, and wore all the sequins, leather and rhinestones i could find. i had a 70's dancing time in my room, and felt like a David Bowie/Debbie Harry love child. it got so hot under it all that i melted. i had to take most of it off, except the patent platforms and hot pink boa.
it was cheery.
At the time, it seemed more fetching than it sounds. Now it seems like something peaches would wear.
my mom has compromised about tim and i, she agreed to let us go out with laura and pat, (just laura if pats not available) for a normal-length time, or by ourselves- but only for 2 hours.
my body aches, but in the good "i exercised" way.
it would help if i were passionate about all the responsibilities that are put upon me right now, i feel like i would have more right to them, and would be more sure to keep them if i loved them.
i just got another overdue library notice for two of the books that tim turned in for me. if they cant find them, i get charged 200 dollars.
my mom got me some business-y clothes. now to do something about my fried-platinum hair.
i should have been born in the 70's.