*She was the still point of the turning world*
Today was fun. I hung out with Noelle and Maat for a good portion of the day. We chilled at Noelle's house and watched the Virgin Suicides, really good movie. Then we just talked and laughed. It was nice to just sit around and laugh about everything. It was like one of those teen books like "The Baby Sitters Club" where they just like gather and gossip and just do whatevr. Only we're cooler then them. And we talk about SEX. (stuff besides that though). Yeah..then me and Maat went to the Greek Festival. It was really funny. We met up with Maureen too...and 2mrw I'm goin back with her, my aunt, uncle, and nana. I kept on getting hit on by 40+ men. First I thought maybe I was just imagining it, but them Maat told me that she saw alot of them lookin me and up and down and staring and trying to walk near me so I guess I'm not..thats a lil disturbing..There was this one guy who was serving like some weird chicken or something..and he was apprently trying to get my attention and my back was facing him and he was like whistleing and waving and finally he like clapped his prongs that he was using to lift chicken together so I would turn around and he smiled all gay and said "hey" in this really retarded accent. It was really fuckin funny. Yesterday I went to Noelle and Maat's dance thing. They did really good. I liked it and decided that I'm gonna start to dance now. I always wanted to, but my parents couldn't afford it and then by the time they said they thought they could (this year since they saved money from sending me to catholic school) I felt that it was too late, that I had to have been doing it since I was young like others..but now I dont give a fuck. I wana try it..and if it works then kick ass..if not..I tried. I have a new attitude now. I'm gonna be fucking happy if it kills me and try not to make things bring me down. I'm still gonna be unhappy when shit happens..but I'll handle it differntly. I'm gonna try and stop hurting myself..and I'm not gonna let it get to me. I think I'm starting to do good with it cause this morning I fought with my mom and she started yelling at me and said I was killing her and making her sick with stress and instead of just going into the bathroom and hurting myself because of my guilt I decided to go listen to some music and light a candle. I know it sounds gay, but it helped me to calm down. Yeah...earlier this week me and Simone went to Kim's house and just chilled like we used to. We listened to the radio, screamed, danced, pigged out (well I did anyway) on her food...and just were like we used to be. We found a BB gun and I left a voicemail on Noelle's machine pretending there was a shoot out..yea thats about it..