03.09.02
Sooo, it's 4 am. I'm watching American Pie II on JJ (the rich black one)'s portable DVD player. Right.

My weekends are so weird.

Movies where all the couples live happily ever after (basically all movies) suck. Actually, it's ironic because the one movie I can recall that doesn't end happily is Almost Famous and I hate that movie.

I want my independence back, for real.

You can tell that we're not normal teenagers when we all spend the night at a friend's house when her parents are out of town and the best thing we can think to do is grab a blanket, warm up in the backseat, and go to Meijer's. Buuuuuuuuuuut, that's about all there is to do in this town. But I love it.

I like being one of the good kids.

I work with this really "bad" girl who drinks, smokes, has sex, etc. And she asks me what I did over the weekend after she tells me who she had sex with and what she did when she was baked. And I'm like, "Uhhh, I went to the park and swung and it was great."

And I love it.

Wooooo.

I feel sort of used by a certain friend. But I feel bad for feeling like I'm feeling used because I don't like to make people mad.

I want to like someone. Hi, 9 months.

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