photo courtesy of waterstain
sometimes i just want to fit in. and other times i'm glad i'm not like everyone else. cause i think that the qualities that i have that differ from others, are things i don't want to lose. and i can't even explain this qualities. but it seems like a lot of people follow a pattern. they do as they do, cause that's how it's done. and that's fine. if that's what you want to do. but i always wonder if people would opt to stray from the pattern. just to see what it's like. just once. but i don't ask. cause i don't think they get it. i don't know. maybe they do.
why do i give myself complexes? i don't know. i can't explain it... but i don't take compliments. like, i can't. for some reason. i think people are, like, lying or something to me. just so i feel better. maybe he really does think i'm the cutest. what's so bad about that? why should i even think that he's just saying it cause i think he thinks he knew it was me. oh well.
i finally went to target to develp my pics. for some reason, i thought they weren't definitely one hour. like, i knew they had one hour, but i didn't know that one hour was the only option. but i guess it was. anyway. i dropped my film off. and i can pick it up in like an hour or so. they started developing it before i could even fill out the little photo envelope thing. they're all... "where are your rolls" before i could even write out kristen. oh well.
i read more the perks of being a wallflower last night. it was pretty good. i like it, cause it's like you're reading someone elses diary. or someone's journal. or the box of letters that my sister kept under her bed in high school. the ones that she would give to her friends in the hallway. the ones that started off... "what's up? n/m/h." God, remember nmh? ha ha ha. and ended with some cheesey thing like "kristen '95" or something. ha ha. those letters. that's what this book is like.
i'm waiting for jenn so that we can go downstairs. and get food. and satisfy ourselves. hee hee. i think i might hear her coming. nope, not her.
i hope my pics from vegas come out okay. i don't care if they come out great. but as long as they're someone normal looking. ya know? i have a feeling that the grand canyon pics won't be that great.
and i also need to make a decision if i want to see will hoge tonight. i'm extremely tired, so i may not. but i love live music so i might. but i want to finish the perks of being a wallflower so i might not. but i like hanging, so i might. ugh. decisions decisions. i think i'm going to see flickerstick at the middle east on sunday the 15th. wahoo.
alia, christina and i, decided today at work that we want to take a cruise to the bahamas. and we're dead serious. i didn't take them seriously for a while. but i guess they are serious. i think it'd be fun. i'm usually not into those vacations, but i could do it. ya know? for like four or five days. i think it'd be fun.
okay, chow time. must eat. chat later.