2003-10-05 - 7:40 p.m.
wish you were here,
well after church again today - which was yet again boring and dumb (and i dont fit in theyre all like failing and act like theyre too god to be there) i went to target with my mom. no i didnt not buy anything other than excessories. ("who needs clothes any ways these days?") i had to buy underwear which is always painful. and i got an orange purse. it is hot hot hot.i was over looking at jewelry. and i heard some guys voice so glanced at him and his wife and looked back down. why is this signifigant you may ask. well it was joe. and his MOM. that i thought was his wife. cause hes so tall. and because he had a white american flag sweater on. now please take a moment and let this fully sink in.
i wouldn't have looked up if he hadnt been all "hey abby-gail." which is apperently what he calls me. i was kinda surprised and all seeing him in a sweater, with his mom. i htink he was shopping for his girlfriend. i heard something about gothic bracelets. i was also gald that my mom was not near us, with our cart, of underwear. ahem. moving on.
we also pumpkin picked at the castle's farms today, theyre very nice people, who let us pick they're pumpkins every year. many people asked me how high school was. i said it was ok and tried not to sound too pessimistic. you know when popularity starts? fourth grade. some girls pull away from theyre pretty princess games and favorite teddy bears to realize a world of coloured lip gloss and hair bands. then they pull some of the cuter, soccer playing boys in with them too and viola the popular crowd is born. i couldve been in that croud. if i wouldve started like julie in FIRST GRADE. i wouldve been popular. i probably wouldve had a boy friend. i probably would have been kissed by now. screw that i probably would have had sex by now. (not that i want that).
jordan. jordan called me today. and told me how much he liked my cd that i made for him for his birthday. which is apperently a lot because he like went on about it for awhile. he asked me where i got all the cd's from and i told him i raided my parents collection and found some good stuff. "even nirvana?" "yea thats my dads." "youre dad is awsome!" and i told him that wish you were here is my favorite song right now and he said it was his too and that pink floyd had like 18 albums - which is pretty cool. we talked about allmusic.com. but that website kind of confuses me. my brother answered the phone but thouoght it was jeremy and didnt talk hiw ear off if he had knew it was jordan. jake says to make sure that jordan calls agin because he wants to wish him a happy birthday.
we had a volleyball tornement on saturday, but it was kinda lame and we didnt win very much. i dont think i can do team sports anymore. its like i expect everyone to always get along but that just never happens. we have these little grudges and the older girls always yell at us, i get nervous and coach take me out.
i should start being more confident. i should like make school a game or something. right now i feel like im in jail and i dont have a get-out-of-jail-free card and im not rolling doubles. i should just pretend im one of jordans angels and be all confident and flaunt it. heh. heh. cheryl.
speaking for cheryl. fridays are the coolest. i wich i could walk home with cheryl all the time. i love walking home. and chillin and drinking.......rootbeer. haha. we listen to good music and play the piano, order pizza and try to work on sex cronicles for the true revolutionist. ...but it never works out like that. last friday we did all that - plus we took pictures in trees, in parking lots, and on each others backs. and after it got dark katie, virginia, cheryl and i all layed on this ledge in her frount "yard". i was leaning against another step, cheryl's head in my lap, katie's in hers and virginia on the end. (orgy. just kidding were not actually "doing" our reasearch for the truerevo - if you know what i mean.) i wished on the first star i saw, and i think it really was a star - i wished for highschool to be the best years of our lives.
and i hope they will be.
