wierd times 2006
Last night was a "Hummous and 40's" party here at the Lorax. It was alright. I was eventually picked up at the corner and went to the Indigo, already trashed, drank a long island there and danced wih everyone that walked by, and dancing on the expresso bar (so cliche). Some "Bro" 's asked my friends if I was gay (a nightly event). Then I came home in a dancing mood, and got people dancing to sweet, sweet motown in the kitchen until pretty late. "Ryan, you're not really a "guy". -Megan.
Such a difference between Amy Megan and Chelsea (non-co-opers) and co-opers. It was cool to get both worlds. Although I must say that the Lorax and it seems that maybe the Campbell club too, are really click-y. I hate that shit, but I guess pretty much everywhere is like that I guess. I don't think they know what to think of me yet. They totally don't get me.
I am pissed because it seems (as it always does, since being in Oregon) other people have way more free time than I do. I'm jealous.
I am sick of Cat Stevens for a while. And sick of bad hippie flute music.
Such a difference between Amy Megan and Chelsea (non-co-opers) and co-opers. It was cool to get both worlds. Although I must say that the Lorax and it seems that maybe the Campbell club too, are really click-y. I hate that shit, but I guess pretty much everywhere is like that I guess. I don't think they know what to think of me yet. They totally don't get me.
I am pissed because it seems (as it always does, since being in Oregon) other people have way more free time than I do. I'm jealous.
I am sick of Cat Stevens for a while. And sick of bad hippie flute music.