| I'll stop the world and melt with you I've seen some changes but it's getting better all the time There's nothing you and I won't do I'll stop the world and melt with you The future's open wide |
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| Tuesday, April 16, 2002 10:40pm | ||||||||||||||||
| Today could have been so good, and then it was bad. But then, when it could have been so bad, it wasn't so bad, and it just turned out to be another day. I got up on time and looked pretty and went to class on time. Wow. But then Billy wasn't there and I was sad. But even before I was sad about Billy not being there, I was in agony because of the conditions of the room. The room has no windows and no fan. I don't know exactly what temprature it was in there, but the temprature in the "cool" hallway was a brisk 80 degrees. So it was even hotter in the classroom. Also, I hate even breathing my own air. At night, I sleep with my head covered but with my nose and mouth exposed to the outside air. I need to breathe new air. Now I can't even stand breathing my own air, much less other peoples recycled air. That's why I don't like flying. But the class room was really like trying to breathe 100% used air. I sound ignorant, but it was just sucky. So after class I went to Billy's to show him what was on the test that he wouldn't know we have if it weren't for me. We went to Target. We bought sunglasses. I also bought a diet coke with lemon, because I am 19 and I can drink diet coke if I want to. I was planning on going to CVS, and then going for a drive. CVS said to wait 45 minutes for my prescription, so I went to subway, the camera store, and trader joe's. I picked up my prescription, and I went back to my car. And I couldn't find my keys. I looked in my car to see if they were there, and I couldn't see them. I went to the four places I'd been since I last had them, and no one had seen them. I freaked. I thought someone has taken my keys and they're going to steal my car. It is obvious which car is mine, the keys could only go to my car and it is so obvious. Then, I went to my car and looked in the passanger window, and there they were, in the ignition. Now, my car won't lock if they keys are all the way in the hole. I took them out just enough for the doors to lock. It was really fucking hot and even sunnier than it was hot. I called my dad and laura and cathy. I walked to the theatre. I got a sunburn. Not too bad though. Laura took me to her house, because the keys to mine were in my car. I should have been studying, but I had no choice. I could not get in my house. So we sat on her roof. And her mom made dinner, and we watched the simpsons. Then I went home and studied for a while. Then my dad came with the other set of keys to my car. Now I am here and I am tired. Let me rant about my business. Busyness. Tomorrow, work at 730am til 1030am. Class at 2-test. Thursday, work 730am til 1030am. Class at 11-test. Help randy move. Friday, work 730am til 1030am. Woah. And I really want to study for my english test on monday but I have to study for my History test on thursday. Poop and a half. This hot weather really reminds me of randy. The really hot spring nights. Every spring this happens. I am reminded of some fond memory of a boy. And I see all the insects mating and all the pollen on the trees and it makes me realize how not different I am. Fatigue. At 10:40. Jesus. Bedtime. Here are some pictures of my exciting day. Enjoy. |
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| When I came back from UVA this weekend, I noticed this tulip under the tree in my front lawn. I thought there was no tulip there before, I guess my mother put it there. Fido's owner, Tony, planted it there. He went around the neighborhood planting tulips. Do. Not. Tell. Me. This. Man. Does. Not. Smoke. Weed. He's middle aged, married with kids, and he plants tulips. I wish he were president. | ||||||||||||||||
| This is Fido, the cat. She lives next door to me, but she thinks she lives everywhere. I found her sleeping on my lawn today. | ||||||||||||||||
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