Z

I've just come home from the date from hell. D and I broke up by the way. Liiiike maybe 2 weeks ago? Hence, not dating him, so I'm just up for the crazies to nip at. And they've really been prevalent this past week. Everything's really different now. Sometimes you just feel your life changing around you. Because I'm a nerd, the only comparison I can make is that it feels a little like in Harry Potter when they'll be walking up a flight of stairs and then it will swivel and lead them to another floor. Goddamned moving stair cases. I just want to get to Pittsburgh in one piece.

You should listen to this, it's amazing.
http://johndriscoll.googlepages.com/thefuture(2008)

Hm...

what, am I comPLETELY insane?!

sing me "happy birthday"

Oh man, I had the best mashed potatoes at prom. They were so freaking delicious... technically they were part of D's meal but that's the best part of being in a relationship: the food sniping. I had a horrible stomach ache the rest of the night though. I suppose that's what I get.

"Teeth" is the most disturbing movie I have ever seen.

prom tonight

I wish my group of friends had a more bad ass name. I had to explain what a "puff" was to my mom the other night. I don't think she got it. We're mostly named this because we all like cats so much. Technically, that's what a "puff" is. Or something sassy. Like, if you're being sassy, you're being a puff. Jesus... I can't believe I'm explaining this again. It's kind of humorous though. I can appreciate a nice, goofy name on occasion.

PROM TONIGHT! AHHH! Part of me wants to hear about all my drunken classmates... and part of me will probably cry for my generation. It's a curse being so nosy... oh and this is so ridiculous; instead of having prom on saturday, it's on a friday and because they know we'll need time to prepare, it's a half day of school. I mean, it's exciting but... I dunno... this goes back to my third world country schooling issue.

I've realized that 2 out of my 3 pets have freakishly human qualities. I just want a good old cat's cat.

School

Yeah... I'm in art indie study right now, waiting for the annoying girls at my table to leave so I can get back to work. For some reason whenever lunch coencides with 4th period, these girls come in and swarm J, another girl at my table. So, I leave and come back when they're gone. That sounds really awful, I know, but lately I've been feeling a little like, if you're obnoxious, I don't really want to waste my time on you. I think that skill will come in handy the forst few weeks of college.

Prom is tomorrow. I just secured a decent dress last night, talk about cutting it close. I'm going with D again this year which I'm really excited about. I think he's a little miserable because he doesn't want to go to a high school prom, but I don't mind because to be honest, it's a little cute. He's got F and A there anyways so he'll survive. I wish MPuff was going to prom this year... that way the Puff Crew could all be together. JPuff, MPuff and I are all a part of a very secret gang. But not really. It's kind of an embarassing name for a group but J made it up and when she's excited about something it's perfectly acceptable to get sucked in. She came to school today which was nice- I haven't seen her in a while. She's at home with her senior project.

Ok, the least standable of the 3 left so I think I should go get back to work.

age

I'm older now. I can't believe the last time I wrote on this thing was in December... I mean, it makes a little sense to me. I don't really have a reason to write here. This could be read by anybody and let's face it, if you have a blog, you want attention. Of some kind. You want someone to read what you're writing. I think I've been a little ashamed of that. But anyway- being a birthday girl and traveling to PITT this week made me realize that I'm going to be a sucky correspondent. I mean really... how many of my high school friends will I actually talk to on the phone when I'm not living in M anymore? With facebook you really don't need to put anything out there. You can just send you're thoughts off to someone and let them think what they will about the attention you've given them. But if you call someone... or God, WRITE to them... I want someone to write to me. I want a pen pal so much. I've really wanted a pen pal for as long as... well at least as long as I've been going to camp. Whenever I go back to school I want letters from my summer friends and even though I send some their way, they rarely reply. K does though. We've switched to email though I suppose. She's getting married. And moving closer to where I live- just as I'm moving away. I wonder if 15 year old me would ever sleep knowing all this. I had a birthday party tonight you know. It was strange. I mean... lovely but... it mostly just made me miss D. It's hard for me having him so far away. He's not even really that far... what will I do next year when we're hours and hours apart? The same thing probably. I wish HE'D write to me. I'll write to him though. Do you ever feel like sometimes you have this need to do something you wish someone would do to you, to someone else? Like"I wish he would hold my hand. I'll hold his." So even though he never held your hand... you still get what you wanted. But not really. Never completely. Sometimes this is my life. I am a go getter but not the gone and gotten. Like I said though: I still get what I want. I should go to bed now. I've been flying all day and then partying... and now reading about vampires. Eclipse is such a lovely book. I wish the author didn't suck. I would enjoy it so much more.