Wednesday, October 21, 2009

"Tears make a thirsty girl"

1. You once told me one of the things I did that annoyed you most was how often I brought out yearbooks to look at with you (which I can ASSURE you was because you often talked about people I didn't know so it was handy to be able to look them up). It affected me so much, since that was one of the last things I expected you to dislike about me, much less include in your talk to me about the stuff I did that bugged you. It was like a hit I wasn't expecting, which is why I'm still affected by it. I hardly even noticed that I did it, and then BOOM, it's one of the things about me that you really don't like. Last night, I looked at two of them from Monroe. I ALWAYS find it interesting to see how people have changed since then. You may have made me incredibly self conscious of doing it, but that won't squash my love for it. Anyways, there is no fucking escaping you. Inside jokes with you were written on every other page. "Passport" and "WE ARE CRUMPETS" are the two I remember the most. I had completely forgotten about "passport". We got it from the movie Sneakers, which Mr. Stevens made us watch. I burst out laughing when I saw it and began to text you about it, but as soon as I finished typing, "Hahahahahaha so I was looking at our 8th grade yearbook" I stopped and immediately felt a pang of depressing realization that any mention of yearbooks was off limits to you. I feel like I can't tell you I was looking at them, ever. Because it seems like you think I live in the past to much, I guess. Maybe I do? Not that I don't like my life now. But the past always seems so much more colorful than now does. And fun. Plus, I've never adored change much. And back then, I had nothing much to worry about. That's not the whole reason, of course. I'll remind you again that I simply like seeing how people have changed. Anyways, I exited out of the text, feeling sad. I remember telling you sincerely that when you were ready to be friends again, I would be happy to comply. But you obviously don't, and your world has moved way way wayyy on by now. I accept that, at least I think I do. But I still teared up when I saw your 8th grade picture, and pictures of you in general back then. I wish you hadn't hurt me so much :[ I still miss you, and look at me now. Making blogs like this about you for the world to see. I'm so fucking sorry, I'm so so so fucking sorry. I wish I could make myself be more mature about this, but I just need to get it out.. I'm crying a little bit writing this, moving on.

2. I just went in your room about ten minutes ago, looking for socks (mine always go missing and mom told me to look in your drawers). I teared up a little, I always do when I go in there now. Even though you like NEVER talked or interacted with us, I still get sad knowing you're miles away, and will probably never move back home.It's also depressing how much you left here. DOZENS of books, clothes, etc. Like you're just away at a friends. It's weird how you're finally out beginning your life, but it actually looks like you left your life here.

Friday, October 2, 2009

"Journey into the people"

Oh my god, I'm watching videos we made together, while dancing and just hanging out to Eiffel 65, and it's making me miss you SO much.

Monday, September 28, 2009

It's funny how your parents are a hundred times more strict, controlling, and conservative than mine are, yet you're way more out of control than I've ever been. I know why, it's because they kept you under control for so long, and once they finally gave you a chance to rebel, you did all the way because it felt so good to be free. Almost as if to make up for all the years you DIDN'T do that stuff. Drinking, smoking, and partying all the time. Meanwhile, I, whose parents tend to completely trust, prefer staying at home on most weekends and reading or watching a movie. I've had way more freedom to rebel than you. And I did, but not NEARLY as much as you did/do. I tried smoking, I tried drinking, I tried all that a few times. And I stopped. By my own choice. Just because I didn't like it much. Yet once your parents eased up on you, you do it literally every day now. Hearing the stuff you say about your partying to your friends makes you sound so retarded, and you'd realize it too if you just stepped back and listened to yourself. It's annoying, I miss the old you who wasn't super into that stuff....I know how annoying it is when people say stuff like this about drugs and such, but whatever. None of this will really matter in a few years I imagine, so why not?

Yep.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Honestly, one of the perfect nights for me is just sitting at home, on my computer, watching a movie I just downloaded. While facebooking, or on yahoo answers. And eating dinner :]

A perfectly unsocial way to spend my weekend nights, but I don't mind. I'm not a party girl, big groups freak me out and I always get so shy. A sleepover is really all I do when I'm feeling in the mood for people. You know?

Monday, September 21, 2009

"Cheesy quote about your roots not defining you goes here"

"The judgement wasn't helped by his gentle nature. Where his sire had been a fierce, almost violent competitor, Seabiscuit took to sleeping for huge chunks of the day. Enjoyed lolling for hours under the burrs of the juniper tree. His other great talent was eating. Simmons decided the horse was lazy, and felt sure he could train it out of him. When he didn't improve, they decided the colt was incorrigible. They made him a training partner to better horses, forcing him to lose head to head duels to boost the confidence of the other animal. Soon he grew as bitter and angry as his sire before him had been. He was sold for the rock bottom price of $2,000. And of course, it all made sense. Champions were large, sleek, and without imperfection. When they finally did race him, he did just what he was trained to do: he lost."


Monday, September 14, 2009

"Living for today but you just can't find tomorrow"

Whenever I notice a lot of people having a hard time in life, or just being depressed, I always get a little nervous/scared, but also feel lucky, cause I'm perfectly fine at the moment.
Is that selfish?



Umm Kate, can I tell you what I just realized? Since we're gonna have a free 2nd together, it'll be in the last semester. Aka during winter. And that means we can bring each other stuff and hang out when we're sick! SCORE!
I love taking care of people when they're sick. It's just fun :D

"Today, my boyfriend showed me that the word of the day was pocket on MLIA today and said someone else had posted something about finding a whole bunch of things in his pockets because of this. He then said I should do the same. I looked and found a diamond ring. Thank you, MLIA."

"Today, I was talking with my mom, and she told me that when she was young, one of the reasons she wanted to come to the U.S. was because she wanted to see squirrels. if she hadn't come to the US, she wouldn't have married my dad. I owe my existence to Squirrels. MLIA "

Sunday, September 13, 2009