Last night was the epic birthday party of Noelle, Tyler and Adam. I had fun. Well actually I am assuming I had fun because in the pictures I look happy. It was that kind of night. But somehow nothing of mine ended up lost or broken, which is a constant and unnecessary worry of mine.
Everyone leaves. You know, that just get up and go. I had a best friend move away almost every year when I was in elementary school. Why am I never the one who gets to walk away first? Soon.
I am home at last and winter quarter is finished at last. I went to a Bar Mitzvah this evening just because my parents were going and hey, I had nothing else to do. I can't wait for Evan's. There is nothing like a Posner Bar Mitzvah.
Also. If someone were to say to you: I am going to thrash your bones, how would you react. I was repulsed. Finally. Because unfortunatly that verb 'thrash' has been used by this person before. Not sexy, man.
Too bad the font is too small but it reads: I should have been brave enough to just ask your name, Instead of screaming "I cannot contain my lust" Now you probably think I'm a creep.
FYI I am that kind of girl, I like lust over thrash. Gentlemen instead of womanizers. And that's all I am going to say on that.
Watched: I'm Not There and Mr. and Mrs. Smith. Both good for very different reasons. Brad and Angelina really are pretty foxy. And I need to learn more about Bob Dylan to understand the movie in a more fulfilling way.
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