Give me your right hand, but keep your left hand free.
I really really love Men Women and Children.
I was thinking about all those people I saw at Dave's Taco Bell thing that I haven't seen in...a long time. I feel kind of bad about it. I can't imagine how odd that would be to see someone as a young, ignorant, obnoxious (god, I hate memories of my youth) little girl and then see them five or so years later and they're a little less ignorant, a lot skankier, and a lot less obnoxious than their former self. I'm sorry if I freaked anyone out. I just forget sometimes how many people knew me as a child. I did a pelvic thrust about that justin boy and Diandra and Richard were both like, "Oh my god! You can't do that! I've known you since you were eight!" And I feel bad because, initially, I was kind of angry with them for not being able to recognize that people grow up and...start doing hypothetical pelvic thrusts. But looking back on it, if I were in the same position, I'd be just as weirded out. So, once again, my apologies.
I really want to do something this weekend. But something utterly pointless, like window shopping. I just keep thinking about the scene in Loser when they go around the city and, like, steal a loaf of bread and drink free coffee and stuff. But I guess it's going to be too cold to do any galavanting (sp?) this weekend. So maybe someone with a car should show me some love. *please*
I'm having increasing problems remembering how my alarm clock works in the morning. Like, it will start going off and I'll forget what the numbers mean and stuff. So I just didn't wake up today. There's no reason for me to go to school. Drama was the only reason i showed up every day for the past couple of months. But drama comes back next week, so my little vacation time is over.
I was thinking about all those people I saw at Dave's Taco Bell thing that I haven't seen in...a long time. I feel kind of bad about it. I can't imagine how odd that would be to see someone as a young, ignorant, obnoxious (god, I hate memories of my youth) little girl and then see them five or so years later and they're a little less ignorant, a lot skankier, and a lot less obnoxious than their former self. I'm sorry if I freaked anyone out. I just forget sometimes how many people knew me as a child. I did a pelvic thrust about that justin boy and Diandra and Richard were both like, "Oh my god! You can't do that! I've known you since you were eight!" And I feel bad because, initially, I was kind of angry with them for not being able to recognize that people grow up and...start doing hypothetical pelvic thrusts. But looking back on it, if I were in the same position, I'd be just as weirded out. So, once again, my apologies.
I really want to do something this weekend. But something utterly pointless, like window shopping. I just keep thinking about the scene in Loser when they go around the city and, like, steal a loaf of bread and drink free coffee and stuff. But I guess it's going to be too cold to do any galavanting (sp?) this weekend. So maybe someone with a car should show me some love. *please*
I'm having increasing problems remembering how my alarm clock works in the morning. Like, it will start going off and I'll forget what the numbers mean and stuff. So I just didn't wake up today. There's no reason for me to go to school. Drama was the only reason i showed up every day for the past couple of months. But drama comes back next week, so my little vacation time is over.