To extend on my previous post..
Does anyone remember what I was like a year ago?
Something, something is different.
I'm more assertive, more abbrasive.
I obviously still can't spell worth a damn.
But... Before, I never wanted to fight with anyone, never wanted to really shock anyone.
Now I live for it, I live for shock value.
"did she just do that?"
"did she just say that?"
The answer is always yes, theres no one in specific I'm trying to impress.
Maybe I'm trying to impress myself, something, I need to think about this more.
Chris is playing the piano, it kind of put me in this thinking mood.
Re-evaluating mood.
I have a lot of people I call friends.
Sometimes I wonder what they find good about me.
Sometimes I wonder.
I'm not trying to impress anyone, or maybe I'm trying to impress everyone.
Snakes on a plane was really funny.
Does anyone remember what I was like a year ago?
Something, something is different.
I'm more assertive, more abbrasive.
I obviously still can't spell worth a damn.
But... Before, I never wanted to fight with anyone, never wanted to really shock anyone.
Now I live for it, I live for shock value.
"did she just do that?"
"did she just say that?"
The answer is always yes, theres no one in specific I'm trying to impress.
Maybe I'm trying to impress myself, something, I need to think about this more.
Chris is playing the piano, it kind of put me in this thinking mood.
Re-evaluating mood.
I have a lot of people I call friends.
Sometimes I wonder what they find good about me.
Sometimes I wonder.
I'm not trying to impress anyone, or maybe I'm trying to impress everyone.
Snakes on a plane was really funny.
posted by Lindsay at 8/21/2006
7 Comments:
i remember you a year ago.
you were shy.
i don't know what the fuck happened
You are a troublemaker, intelligent and funny as fuck. The day will not remain boring after you've shown up. This I know.
You glare at me and give me the finger when I try to leave Bearly's when I'm tired.
But I still care for you.
i heart you soooooo damn much
you're the best story teller i know
You guys are great, that post wasn't meant as a compliment grab, but I appreciate it.
The other day I was drunk once again and had a fleeting thought...
"Do my friends settle?"
It's actually not something I think about, but I guess it kind of relates to my last blog entry, I have these thoughts that pass and leave. They seem big and important at the time, but in the morning I wake up and realize I don't care. Or atleast its not that important for sure, I don't know.
I'm drunk, here me ramble.
No settle-friend could ever have the soul to barbecue like this.
I remember you a year ago. Fun times in the ghetto, walking down gottigen and hollis!!!
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