We got the pictures from a dance from AUGUST today. Or rather, my friends did. We started talking about who was there and who wasn't. Kiara wasn't, but the rest of us were. It was cool to talk about something from before the storm. Erin gave me this note that had at the end "Crazy can be good". At lunch I said crazy is never good. There are 2 kinds of crazy: silly crazy and psycho crazy. I think she got the point, which is there is no good crazy. Silly is embarassing and psycho is kinda dangerous. I actaully look forward to church now. Why? Well, because Patrick's there every week now. I never get to talk to him. I want to, but then I want to postpone a chat for as long as possible. With guys, I have what I call my "blond problem", not that it's a problem per say. Every boy I have ever really liked (*cough* 2 *cough*) has been blond and a little taller than me. It's weird. I don't get why. My handwriting sux so bad that on my vocab cards, "arrant" looked more like "amant". I don't see why my r's look like an m. And why does that sound familiar, like I've seen the 2nd word before? There's no such thing in my dictionary. I need to improve my handwriting.
"My power over you grows stronger yet."
~Nepie
nepie · Thu Jan 26, 2006 @ 02:34am · 0 Comments |