Listening to: Marcy Playground(Sex and Candy)
Feeling: melodramatic
Friday, 4:14 p.m.
 Mediocre Reign
A deep sigh rocks my body
Listening to dull music all night
Listening to dull people all day
Another mediocre day
Another mediocre week.
Am I accomplishing anything so far? Naw, not really.
I really want a friend who I can just call up and say "hey lets go downtown and laugh at people" randomly and then take a bus with them or bike with them or walk with them and just have fun hanging out like that.
No schedule. No plans. Just go down to town and observe people.
Just talk.
Just hold hands and dance on sidewalks.
Do each other's hair as freaky as we can.
Compliment and tease and bite and tickle.
Lean on each other and watch TV.
Just sit.
I don't know.
I guess I feel lonely again.
Alrighty. Heh.
It pisses me off when boys have prettier hair than me.
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5:28 p.m.
I need to make a list. Here is my list.
Books I need To Read:
Choke - Chuck Palahnuik
Fight Club - Chuck Palahnuik
Thirsty - M.T. Anderson
Burger Wuss - M.T. Anderson
A Clockwork Orange - Anthony Burgess
1984 - George Orwell
Anything else?
I need to get my hands on these.
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7:40 p.m.
Embrace me or lean on my shoulder.
Take me to a show, take my hand and lead me in a waltz, and don't be mad when I can't dance.
When you're sad, I'll cheer you up with my foolish grin and happy Christmas music.
When you're happy, I'll write songs about silly things like plastic spoons with you.
When you're upset, I'll quietly sneak up behind you and hug you from behind.
When you're mad, I'll blast loud music and help you write angry letters we'll never send.
Hold my hand and touch my face. I'm here and I'm real.
Whisper to me your secrets and make me laugh with your stories.
My shoulder will always be available for you to cry on when you need it, and yours will be available for me.
My arms will always be open for to hug you when you need it, and yours will be open for me.
We're best friends and that's the way it should be.
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10:14 p.m.
I wish someone else could run their fingers through my hair.
It's so soft and blonde right now. I don't remember the last time I was so in love with my hair.
I am going into the city tomorrow with friends, spontaneous a little. find yourself a nice friend... good friends rock so much
and yes.
and i'm sorry that you're lonely! I miss you!
i hate it when boys have prettier hair than me too! like my best friend. he makes me soo mad sometimes with his pretty black hair. :)
it makes me sad