I don’t like it when I see people when I’m out.
Especially someone else’s parents.
Especially when I’m looking really emo and tired.
And when I suck at making small talk.
I also applied to Old Navy.
Three different locations.
I was going to do like six, but it went all funky and wouldn’t let me.
The last one before I woke up involved me ice skating and then I had like a slushie or something so when I came off the ice I spilled it. I tried to clean it up but it was already frozen but everyone was getting mad at me because they said that the professionals could possibly trip on it. But I was like ‘hey! no they couldn’t! it’s so small!’ but everyone knew it was me so when I walked away, they were still mad wherever I went.
The one before that was about people writing love notes to each other kinda. We were in a classroom and the teacher was reading some but I was also sitting on a couch at the same time. But anyway, some kid that I hate gets up and professes his love to his girlfriend and then all of a sudden he has another girlfriend that might be pregnant. Then some freshman I know wrote this whole long letter about his love that he was going to give to this other freshman girl that everyone likes, but he doesn’t for some reason. And it’s just sitting on a little table diagonal from me. And then my sister came around with a sharpie and was doing bubble letters on things and first she drew a ‘C’ on the freshman’s love letter and I said something so she started writing my name on it inside, really big and down the side. When she got to like the second letter, I said that it wasn’t mine so she shouldn’t write my name on it. Then she got all angry at me and was like ‘Why didn’t you tell me that?! You’re so stupid! I wouldn’t have written it then! You acted like it was yours!’ And I was just like ‘what?!’
There was more, but I can’t remember them fully. They were all really realistic though, or rather things that could possibly happen. I’m pretty sure I was dreaming all night.
I’d rather go with some awesome tumblr person than the lame douches at my school.