Saturday, September 16, 2006

blabalbala

last night i got stung by a yellow jacket twice. once on my chin and once on my chest. it got a couple other party-goers too. it hurt! i can't remember the last time i got stung by a bee-type insect. crazy. after that a girl at the party fell off of her bike and chipped her teeth. seeing as it was an accident prone evening, we decided to leave as soon as possible. which wasn't really soon enough...people make me nervous...or something. i think i'd just prefer to not be around them. that's not entirely true- i like my friends and i don't mind that other people exist (necessarily) i just don't like having to talk to them when i don't really want to. i keep cutting my hair at random lengths and now i'm worried about getting hair all over our new bathroom so i tend to not cut enough in trying to avoid a mess! i finally have a bike! i'm very excited. i think we'll get along pretty well. she has red handle bars. remember in high school when guys used to call pig-tails "handlebars"? that was really annoying. there were fraternities and sororities at my high school (don't ask why...) and for Beta, the "pledges" had to wear pigtails every tuesday and thursday. so when guys used the term 'handlebars' with them i thought it was funny, because i thought they were stupid...or maybe i was just jealous that they stole my best friend. her name was lauren and we got into trouble together. it was fun. we pulled stupid pranks on people and got drunk before writing our ninth grade math term papers. after a while it got weird though because we started competing for things, like who had made-out with more guys or gone to more parties- stupid shit like that. after a while we just stopped being friends...i think she may have slept with my lame ass boyfriend on my couch once. high school is fucked. my legs are really hairy and i love it and i'm totally self-conscious about it too but don't really have to worry too much since i'm not exactly trying to attract the alpha-male or anything. i don't know what i'm writing about...i'm done...

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