damn my education i can’t find the words to say...
Today was my little brother's last day of high school. Today is also his senior prom.
Haha...dances. During my 7th grade year, I never attended any of the school dances. They were once a month. 8th grade was a whole other story.
I didn't miss a dance. They even had "Teen Night" at the senior citizen center every once in awhile and me and all my friends went. I think
the dances were the highlights of our lives back then. SO LAME. I remember being excited when they played Undone (The Sweater Song) (Weezer)
...or Mr. Jones (Counting Crows). Or shit, She Don't Use Jelly (Flaming Lips) or New Age Girl (Deadeye Dick). Far Behind
by Candlebox. That was the shit we were so excited to hear at dances. I've had many discussions with people about how junior high is definitely the
most awkward time of a person's life. I'm a dork...but I was the epitome of dork in junior high. Friends with 7 girls. Drama within the group ALL THE
TIME. Scrunchy on my wrist. I wanted to be cool in 7th grade and get a pair of "those sandals" that everyone was wearing...that they were buying at like
K-Mart and my mom went out and got me the "real deal" from Hudson's (they were Birkenstocks by the way). I wore them with socks, just like everyone else (Arizona, in green).
Never-ending crushes on boys. And all my friends and I pretty much had crushes on the same boys. But one person always liked one boy more than all the others...
so that was the girls territory. Only we never really acted much upon these crushes...or when we did, it was a complete disaster because we were bumbling MORONS.
I'm not embarassed by my past...but that is one time period where I still will cringe (and then laugh) when thinking about it. Thank goodness I found a love for Pearl Jam
in that time and I got a brain.
I should have installments of my junior high years...there are some very funny ass stories that I may have to dig out of my memory.
Brendan showed up in my dream last night. I don't understand the way my mind works
when I fall asleep---I haven't talked to him in like two years. What's the deal?
Man, I totally feel like buying SOMETHING. Though I shouldn't. I want to start like, you know, saving up to perhaps finally move out someday. I would really like
a MP3 player, though. Something small that I could stash in my purse. If I win the lottery (though it will be hard to win considering I don't play the lottery)...
I'll buy a MP3 player and a LCD flat panel monitor. Perhaps a new computer desk. And a condo or a loft.
Anyone know where I can buy a case of Natucket Nectars Lemonade? Target used to carry cases during the summer. I really need some of that shit, yo. I hate paying like
$2 a bottle for it at Bruegger's.
Can't believe it's almost the weekend already...time is just flying by...
with all the things caught in my mind...
Strangely enough, five years ago, to the day, was my last day of high school and my senior prom. I think it's kind of funny how
that happened. He's probably having a good time. I didn't have a horrible time at prom...but that sort of crap...totally not my schtick.
It seems silly to get all dressed up to dance. I had a fluffy purple gown. I felt like a weirdo even slow dancing in it.
