mis-shapen chaos of a well-seeming form
2003-01-03
spot the recurring thought...

I can't decide if I want to have a Bobby or be a Bobby. Either way this, verynaive and I agree, is simply beautiful.

I write really well for a girl.

Todd's leaving!. (I say we're upset, so we're upset.) In my own sad little way I've become ever so attached to this guy. I must have read every one of his entries at least five times. I still notice new things. Maybe I'll miss him most of all because right there in that very last entry I realised he reminds me very much of someone I know. I'm happy in a very sad way - glad I realised this, and that I have this person in my life, sad that it took me so long and that I'll be losing the presence of someone who's like him. (It made sense in my head. And anyway, I write really well for a girl.)

Oh well, boys leave.

Some boy made me smile today just by calling me. It didn't really matter what he said. I'm that sad.

And I leave horrendous answerphone messages when I'm drunk.

And I'm addicted to cheesy eighties pop music (current playlist : wham:wake me up before you go-go/tifanny:i think we're alone now/madonna:like a prayer/rick astley:never gonna give you up/neneh cherry:99 red balloons)

I'm so in need of sleep it's untrue.

I've never heard of the song that was Number 1 the day I was born. (Midge Ure:If I Was). Have you?

I bought a CD today just because drummerboy told me I'd like it. I trust his assessment of my musical taste that much. He thinks we're very similar. I'd agree but then there'd be no argument to have. Maybe I just like hearing him list all the ways in which we're similar, maybe that makes me feel good. Incidentally, it was Lifted or The Story Is in the Soil, Keep Your Ear to the Ground by Bright Eyes, and I like it very much.

I can't spell inconsequentiality without looking it up. I can't spell many things without looking them up. I'm an awful speller.

But really, it's all okay. Because I write really well for a girl.

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* the marks of memories forgotten
* wasting emotions, over again
* intentions, and such
* nothing unusual, nothing's changed - just a little older, that's all (damien rice : amie)
* now I understand! It doesn't make sense because it isn't supposed to

a not that ugly design
looking down
when ideas fail, words come in very handy
keep an eye on the present
look to the future
but don't forget the past
keep wishing
keep dreaming
keep those you love close
keep writing it all down
keep making new friends
and never forget who you are
or where you come from
all opinions appreciated
extras