yes, I'm back again
12/26/2001 11:18 p.m.
Nothing like comfort food and a movie set in New York City to calm you down. I want to live there someday. Settle myself down in an apartment with a great view of the rain and a bookshelf full of books I'll buy on Saturdays when I tour the shops. One day.

I got myself a red shirt today. I tried it on and thought it looked good, bought it, came home and it looked good. I was all surprised. Usually, I'll buy something at the store that looks decent, then come home and find I've bought myself a fashion deathwish. But I'm not big on fashion so I end up wearing it anyway. I like flannel and plaids, but plaids are so popular now, I'd hate to fit in like that. I see it as, when you wear something as trendy as plaid is right now, you look like you're trying too hard. And I don't like to look like that. Because I don't try at all, and I don't know. I guess it's a pride thing. In a way. I just don't want to be like everyone else, ironic enough, like everyone else I want to be an individual. If that makes any sense.

You know what song makes me think of NYC? That song by Ben Folds Five, um..... Brick. It makes me think of a rainy day in the city. I've been there once. I used four disposable cameras, and lost all the pictures. I still have a couple, but I spilled tea or some foreign liquid on them and now they've got this weird antiquey look. It's kinda cool I guess, but they're sticky. I'm bad with pictures. I'm bad with anything that takes special care. Funny thing, I want kids.

It's dark outside. It's SIX O'CLOCK and it's dark. That is so lame. I like that word-lame. I use it too much. I call everybody lame, even myself. I guess just a tendency to fit in. I think I'm getting that disease that those secretaries get from typing so much. That would just be further proof that I am nerd. I don't get teased, but I know what they're thinking. On hat day, I wore this purple and bluish hat that I crocheted and this girl goes,"That is so adorable, but I would NEVER wear it." I was all,"Um, thanks?" How do you respond to that. I didn't know whether she was complimenting my bravery or insulting my bad taste, I guess it was an insult either way. Oh well, I'll be making millions off a clothing line and she'll be making fun of it. I don't really care if I'm rich, though. As long as I'm not ugly. Haha, just kidding. No, I really don't care if I'm rich or not. I've been poor, I've never been rich, but I've been poor. Right now my family's comfortable. And, as far as ugly goes, it's in the eye of the beholder. ;)

My feet are cold. I should put some socks on or wear those house shoes I got for Christmas. They're adorable, they're like "monster feet." It's so cute. I wish they made noises like the ones I saw in an episode of family matters. I love that show. They don't show it as much as they used to. I'll live. I'll tell you a show that's good. That Gilmore Girls show...now that's some delicious tv right there. I don't really know why, I just love it. It makes me feel all warm inside.

This country song is making me sad. (I say as I press repeat) It's a pretty good song. This guy's voice is awesome. If I hated music (um, say I was the devil), I would love this band. They are..brace yourself...Rascal Flatts. This guy's voice ...just, um, makes me feel all warm inside. :D

Ugh, I must start getting ready for soccer conditioning. "Two to three miles a day of running," my coach said. HE'S the devil. *Shrugs* oh well. soccer's fun
I am currently Safe
I am listening to movin' on, rascal flatts