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Wednesday, January 25, 2006
weirdness abound...
Ok. Today I was awake. Which is bound to be weird. And I have a sweater that smells like my aunt, and I dunno if that's good or bad. It's interesting really.
Anyway... today I had art and a friend of mine was saying that nobody was talking, so another friend, more like a very hyper aquaintence, said she should, "talk to her imaginary friends," and by some weird reasoning I happed to be my friend's imaginary friend who knows too much. Yeah... sure... so anyway. I'm somebody's imaginary friend. And it makes an eerie sense if you think about it.
Also when I was walking out of school, I said I taste like insanity... people can taste like concepts, its true. And smell like colors. My friend, Vandae, smells like purple, or maybe maroon. I smell like green apparently. And my dad had a car that smelled like black, black doesn't smell that good. Neither do most shades of purple. That sweater I got smells like olive green, maybe with a bit of light brown. Smells and colors have an interesting correspondence to eachother.
And after school, I had to go to V.'s house to work on our science fair essay due the day after tomorrow. She's a sort of defeatist when it comes to computers. The mouse stopped working, so she started complaining about how she couldn't save or anything. Which is kind of irksome because she'd been out some appointment while I stayed at her house and "worked."
Work in this case involves ranting for one page on a very breif history of stupidity, then skipping off to play computer games.
Today it was snowing. Snow makes me happy. Especially when it's large clumps of sticky snow. It just makes me really happy to watch the snow fall from this one window in my room. But then I looked outside again and it stopped snowing... that made me sad.
It seems to be getting harder and harder to get good clothes. Especially when one's sensibility is disproportional to their age, location, size, or gender. My mom took me clothes shopping and everything is so slutty.
I don't see why people try to blame someone else for their problems. If everyone just tried to get a grip on their own problems the world would be a happier place. But nooo. People have to go blaming someone else.
Toodles.
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