Love, love, love is a verb

Love is a doing word.

8.9.05

Random thoughts

I don't think I like my nose. Does it look terrible? I'm beginning to think it does.
I am fighting sleep. Hard. But I want to talk with Nathan.
I should eat something. Enh...it's totally easier to just sit here.
Even if it was a hard day, ska cheers me up.
I've decided that I am going to keep looking for another job, I am tired of the hours at the airport. I am also tired of not having a social life. I guess I shouldn't complain though, not like I'd hang out with a lot more people now than if I were doing nothing. I still know no one.
Save Ferris pwns. Wow. I am done now. Really. No more trying to be hip and trendy.
I want more henna on me. I want it on my hands too.
Can't sleep. Need to stay awake. Maybe if I got some food or something I'd be alright. Yes, I think I'll do that. Fooooooooood.
Having Mehall for two classes is interesting. And dear Lord my English teacher is nuts. He was...shocked by the fact that I don't watch tv. He's very hyper active and wow...can he talk.
I need to wash my face before it gets any worse.
Okay really now, food.
I'm thinking he'll be home soon. *crosses fingers*

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