7:00 Monday Evening   Old Mix CD's Will Take you Back I went to Caleb's last night to watch the Rugby. France got OWNED. I went to book return today, hung out with Genie, Gwen, Frances, Arina and posse. We jumped forever into the line, we skipped about 90% of the wait. Except once I was done I found Zeb in the back and waited the hour or so in line with him, talking about Zombies and crap. I didn't have anywhere else to go. Went to Zeb's afterwards where Caleb had been waiting for ages, staring at a worm. i wish i was as easily amused as Caleb. No wonder I always lose staring contests with him. Then Zeb and I tried to get the zombie games working but two out of three didn't work and I ended up playing the Dawn of the Dead game for about three seconds, I didn't even kill one Zombie. One lept over the fence and pounced on me, I screamed and ran away, and Zeb laughed at me. *shudder* zombies. We ended up triking to random places which was fun enough, i guess. I'm only a little disappointed. honest. I think I annoyed the hell out of caleb today. I would be annoyed with me if I were him, anyway. -~- I decided to listen to my first mix cd, i made it in 8th grade. I'm listening to the third track and the memory that comes to mind is lying in a dark, candle-lit bathtub, wishing i had bubbles, listening to crap radiostations, and hating myself to bits and pieces. I feel sorry for that girl in my memory. She's nothing special, not pretty in the least. She hates herself and wants to be like the models in the magazines, she wants to be accepted by the beautiful people at school. She's completely shallow and she's nothing special at all. I won't be ashamed for her anymore.
I have a bad itch. it's inside my head, by my ear, and it's slowly spreading into my mouth, down my neck, into my collarbone