It wears her out..
And I want you...
Wednesday:
Wednesday was a school day. The boy picked me up from school in a car that is yellow, then we came to my house. At my house, I ate vegan chocolate that tasted like plain cocoa and original flavoured chips that left alot to be desired. And we drank cola.
After tea velvetacidslut ventured to the house that is mine. He looked at my computer and said 'tutt tutt'. He took it home and fixed it, removing all of the silly adware rubbish I had some how gained over the internet.
At bed time I winged about not having a computer, and came to terms with the fact that I am an internet addict.
Thursday:
Thursday was my favourite day of the week, minus the mishaps which caused me to resort to being an emo fruit. I had a food and hospitality excursion in the afternoon. And in the morning I marvelled over German exchange students that listened to discmans and and resembled Harry Potter. And their was one, who was always by himself because the other group of boys would abandon him, and I wanted to be his friend too.
I organised to meet Nathan at 2:30. And at 3:00 he still hadn't arrive. Being incredibly fragile I telephoned the him, to find he wasn't even on his way. The batteries on my discman were dead. And I only had one cd in it that I didn't particularly like anyway. Outside Borders I found Dan. And he had more piercings than I remember, or perhaps I am just bad at observing things. We talked about the advantages and disadvantages of being an Athiest. And christians that sing in the mall on Saturdays. And lots of other things, and forty five minutes later Nathan approaches us. And leaves. And everything was how I expected it to be.
I came home, and the bus ride took a terribly long amount of time, without music. Ross came to my house and dropped off my computer, fixed and with 680 something new songs. How I love that boy.
weimer picked me up and we journied to his place. Where we listened to endless music. And ate a very civilised dinner. And then had jelly and strawberries that tasted like the 99B beeline bus. I gained TWO nine inch nails posters, not with his permission of course. They are red and grey and nice. Then we cuddled. And cuddled some more. And then I was told I was fat.
After this I drifted into 'Fake Plastic Trees' by Radiohead. And Jake's amusing but aborable singing techniques. And it's the days that, we can both become so emotional, but somehow still hold on to eachother, that I love. And it's friends that I can forever cuddle and adore that I love.
If I could be who you wanted, all the time.
Wednesday:
Wednesday was a school day. The boy picked me up from school in a car that is yellow, then we came to my house. At my house, I ate vegan chocolate that tasted like plain cocoa and original flavoured chips that left alot to be desired. And we drank cola.
After tea velvetacidslut ventured to the house that is mine. He looked at my computer and said 'tutt tutt'. He took it home and fixed it, removing all of the silly adware rubbish I had some how gained over the internet.
At bed time I winged about not having a computer, and came to terms with the fact that I am an internet addict.
Thursday:
Thursday was my favourite day of the week, minus the mishaps which caused me to resort to being an emo fruit. I had a food and hospitality excursion in the afternoon. And in the morning I marvelled over German exchange students that listened to discmans and and resembled Harry Potter. And their was one, who was always by himself because the other group of boys would abandon him, and I wanted to be his friend too.
I organised to meet Nathan at 2:30. And at 3:00 he still hadn't arrive. Being incredibly fragile I telephoned the him, to find he wasn't even on his way. The batteries on my discman were dead. And I only had one cd in it that I didn't particularly like anyway. Outside Borders I found Dan. And he had more piercings than I remember, or perhaps I am just bad at observing things. We talked about the advantages and disadvantages of being an Athiest. And christians that sing in the mall on Saturdays. And lots of other things, and forty five minutes later Nathan approaches us. And leaves. And everything was how I expected it to be.
I came home, and the bus ride took a terribly long amount of time, without music. Ross came to my house and dropped off my computer, fixed and with 680 something new songs. How I love that boy.
weimer picked me up and we journied to his place. Where we listened to endless music. And ate a very civilised dinner. And then had jelly and strawberries that tasted like the 99B beeline bus. I gained TWO nine inch nails posters, not with his permission of course. They are red and grey and nice. Then we cuddled. And cuddled some more. And then I was told I was fat.
After this I drifted into 'Fake Plastic Trees' by Radiohead. And Jake's amusing but aborable singing techniques. And it's the days that, we can both become so emotional, but somehow still hold on to eachother, that I love. And it's friends that I can forever cuddle and adore that I love.
If I could be who you wanted, all the time.