Alright, well, here goes my weekend. No school friday, which kicked some major assage. So on thursday, I screw around at school hanging out in the photo room and then I go home, and I can't remember what I did, I think I sulked around, and then I talked to Marc and he was going to the northwestern conference with Joanna, so I thought "but soft, I'm applying to Northwestern, why don't I go." So I went with them, sat next to Marc's Dad which was really fun, because Mr. Farris is very funny and probably my favorite parent of any of my friends. And I never get to see him. (I'm trying to make my post sound like one of joanna's). So we cracked some jokes about marc in a ballet costume. Then Marc and joanna and myself go to steak and shake and I have dinner, plus a shake and a half. Pig out .... but dont' worry, I ran before I went to the conference.
We hang out till like eleven, then we head home and I stay up till like twelve thirty waiting for a phone call I knew would probably never come. Friday morning, I think I did the same, I honestly can't remember much of my weekend. I remember getting up early because my cleaning lady came, so i decided to go running but it started to rain, so I just did the lifting weights thing. then i remember codign most of the day, sulking, and finally around ten leaving to go to starbucks till eleven thirty or so when marc chickened out. Hilliard farris and I though had a lot of fun just crackign some damn seriously hilarious jokes. I dont' care to share, sadly. Hilliard and i set up to see the play at ypas the next day. I go home, and wait for a ring that doesnt' come. The next day, work from 9 to 11, then I go home an do some serious napping and sulkage. Help out my parents ALL DAY LONG for this party they were throwing, they prevent me from ever getting to run and lift that day, and then I go the play, hilliard and I give jenna a rose, but it had to be delivered so we didnt' do it in person, so afterwards I think she felt awkward that I was the cogiver of the rose so she didnt' say anything to me, but only to hilliard. but it was cool, i'd have felt awkward too.
Go home, wake up to the phone call that finally came, and then I think I still sulked even so, and then ran, and then homework, and then it rained so i coudlnt' shoot my photo roll and stayed up till eleven thinking of a senior quote and school is almost over now the next day and I still havn't given a quote.
spork.
-You're not your fucking khakis (won't work for censorship)
-If you were a wolf, and I were a kitten, would you still eat me? (diya, but too long)
-Lets stop praying for someone to save us and start saving ourselves (fits, should I do it?)
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