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design | host one day i'll just black out and fall down a flight of stairs. i feel like i'm spinning. today in psychology 2 people asked me if i was ok and told me i look angry in a 30 second period. i was ... am angry... i just don't know why or at whom. i havn't been able to get on the computer since... forever. so i'll tell you all a little bit about homecoming. it was perfect. best date ever... and it was with a flaming homosexual. my mom helped me with my makeup... and i would go so far as to say i looked good. yes. i looked very good. i don't say that very often... but my polka dot dress was magic. Brandon and i went into q-town to this adorable japanese food place. i had dumplings--- and i remembered how to use chopsticks. the dance was lame... but in a fun way. i danced like a spaz. we even got the dj to play the cure- twice! guess what though--- the last dance, i danced with Robin the dead sexy swedish man sandwhich. yes. i did. i slow danced with gorgeous mr. Robin. i asked him and he said yes... and i had an excuse to be touching him. ahh. i restrained myself... there was no pinching... that i remember. so yeah homecoming was a blast. but this week's been crap. have to balance, right? i've barely seen my dad since... June. he's been in and out only long enough to do laundry since bush got all heavy campaigning. i miss him. we all do. we don't like to talk about it... it's hard to take sometimes. lots of people's dads are home all the time and they don't even like them. i miss my dad. this sucks. one day, i'll just black out and fall down a flight of stairs- mark my words. |