Writer's Wing

If you will allow me any of my own wants, emotions, beliefs or actions, then you open yourself, so that some day these ways of mine might not seem so wrong. To put up with me is the first step to understanding me. Not that you embrace my ways as right for you, but that you are no longer irritated or disappointed with me for my seeming waywardness. -from the introduction of "Please Understand Me"

Saturday, May 21, 2005

LIL B BLU

that is the license plate number (er, letter) of the car i am going to steal (disclaimer: not really). it pulled into kroger while i was waiting for my mom to pick me up. its a mini cooper S in this really neat baby blue color with cool wheel covers. it was very pretty. *grin*

when i was at work today, i realized that all the people i really talk to, except krystal, are guys. i talk to the other girls that are working there, but the only people i would actually call friends are don philip eric and cory (and krystal). just an odd little fact i thought i'd throw out there. it probably has something to do with the fact that while the number of guys and gals that work there are pretty even, when it comes to teenagers, there are more guys. speaking of which, i have been declared musically retarded by don (i prefer musically challenged) because of my complete lack of knowledge of musicians, bands, and song titles, which i freely admit is pretty much...nil.

what else have i been doing... heh, i'm trying to ask off for all the graduation parties i've been invited to. and get off for the movie day/night we (me, rachel, phyl, krystal, and miles) planned. i think i'm going to cheat and call that a graduation party too. oh, and get off for my birthday. all in the same two weeks. it's a shame i just told them i was available on mondays again, otherwise i would have my bday off automatically, cause its a monday. graduation is still this friday, i still can't believe it. i spent all day at work listening to don (junior) and jp (senior) argue about jp leaving loveland. it was a bit strange...they were acting really serious, even though they weren't really, while at the same time, they kind of were. i dunno. point is, seniors are leaving us, and we be-eth sad. and the idea that i will be a senior next year, which i also have not yet believed, was also re-enforced by two emails about being a senior mentor next year. oh the scaryness. and college finals are in just a couple weeks as well. this quarter flew by, really it did. oh, and i have one, two poems up.


I'm not procrastinating, I just need some more time to prepare my uncompleteness.
~alex c, aka big teddy bear

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