shut up christine | |
Saturday, March 29, 2003 ( 7:13 AM ) shut up christine spring break 2003...crrrraaaazy yo. 1. Partay!!! In my mom's room. Took my mom's makeup and drew on my face.. I put red dots on my cheeks, you know, like Queen Amidala from Star Wars. 10 minutes later, okay, I'm done pretending to be Natalie Portman..time to wash this stuff off. Note to self: Covergirl Outlast All-Day Lipcolor really really really lasts all day. :( And yes, I am 19 and I still play with my mom's makeup...so shut up. 2. 11:30pm - night skateboarding around the neighborhood. While twirling a giant blue and white beach umbrella. Singing "here comes the easter parade." Why? Why not?? 3. Spend a couple hours everyday hanging out with my good friend, Lamuel. Get some food. Stay up all night together. Watch him run around, and clap when he does his stupid tricks to make him feel cool. Play with toilet paper. Throw wood shavings at his head, just for fun. Yes, Lamuel is a hamster. I'm all partied out. # Tuesday, March 11, 2003 ( 6:17 AM ) shut up christine I’ve got pictures to prove I was there –the get up kids I shouldn’t listen to the get up kids this late at night because I start thinking about sad things when I should be doing work…but anyway, I could have said all this a long time ago. (FYI, if you could see me now, “out of reach” by tguk is playing in the background, I’m sitting in complete darkness except for the glow from my laptop, and outside my window its cold, dark, and foggy...how freakin dramatic. You should turn off your lights and listen to this song while reading to get the full effect.) First of all, I know that I’m terrible, horrible, THEE WORST at keeping in touch and that’s why I cry so hard and hug you for as long as I can when it’s time to leave, because I know that before I even let you go you’re already gone. We’ll be busy, I’ll forget to call you back, and plans will be postponed until we’ve both forgotten. I’m sorry for letting you slip away…I’m sorry for breaking my promises to write, visit, or get together with you during weekends and breaks. I know it doesn’t seem like it, but I think about you all the time, and even if I don’t talk to you that often now, I still read your journals, I still check your away messages, I still keep every letter and memory in a safe place. Even though I don’t show it, I still really care, but I'd understand if you don't believe me. I always knew that growing apart would be inevitable, I just wish it didn't have to happen so soon and I hope you can forgive me for not trying hard enough. *cue rain, kleenex, and barbara streisand* One last thing…this makes sense in my head but I know it won’t come out the way I want it to…since you’re reading this, you’re one of the people that I care about…and I’d like to think that you care a little bit about me too since you took the time to come here to read this… so yeah, thanks for still caring about me even though it seems like I haven't returned the favor. Okay, I messed up this last part, but I hope you know what I mean # |