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Friday, October 13, 2006
Take a helium taxi home to me. Seriously, I want to hire The Weepies to write me my life. They say things beautifully and make me wish I'd said them first. I fucking hate fucking social. I want to tie-dye something. I have never tie-dyed anything before in my life, nor have I had any real desire to do so until about five minutes ago, but now I feel like there is a vast hole in my life and I'm suddenly convinced that the thing that will fill it - whatever that thing is - is tie-dyed. Mmmm, apples. Mmmm, utter confusion and chaos. My nailpolish is chipping and I need to conduct some serious eyebrow surgery very soon. My hands are cold, this weather is cold, I am cold. I can't stand it. How am I ever going to survive the winter? What happens when it's -40? It's hardly below zero right now and already I feel like a human iceberg. The bus feels like the North Pole and my school is freaking Siberia. I should be doing homework. Story of my life. School, run, study, dance, study some more, sleep a little, repeat. Good grief. Hailey spazzed at 10:09:00 p.m. ***
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school will get better!! Why is social so bad? just not your thing? I've alwyas wanted to tye-dye my bed sheets. You should tye-dye yours so you can fill your gap and mine! We need to do some serious getting together planning because I MISS YOU LIKE CUH-RAZY!! |
