| Saturday, June 21, 2008 |
| Blogging from the HO-tel |
I feel...clean. Summer always puts me in such a weird mood. And I've found something funny about myself. For some reason I think it's really funny to like kinda flirt with teenage guys in other cars when your on the interstate. Just to like wink at them, and smile and stuff. I don't know why, but I always do that for some reason. And I've now made it part of my checklist for life to go up to a teenage guy at a rest stop or somewhere like that and just like start making out with them, and then just walk away. Yea, I know that sounds really strange, but I think it would be fun to be just some strange girl whose completely intrigueing to some random guy. I don't know if that makes sense, but in my mind it would be really nice. Me and my mom were at the chamber of commerce this morning checking something out and this old man was holding the door for us and when we got to the door he said "That would be five dollars for all my services." in this really cute old man voice. It was so sweet. I know that's a lame story, but at the time there was something magical about it. I think I'm in love. Not really, but I'm totally crushing on this guy that was at another camp at the arts center this past week. His name is Colin. Erg...I'm such a teenager, I hate it. But, he plays the drums and he is a day older than me. And he's Irish. And he drinks blue sky soda. And he's so cute. I had a dream about him last night. And chances are I'll never see him again. So, that's great. I'm hoping that he takes lessons at the arts center. He goes to A-ville High. My friend from camp Maria also likes him though, but he would never go for her, because she's a total ditz. But she was flirting with him all week, and she has no idea I like him. But, whatevs. He said I was too quiet, it was kind of a cute moment. Daniel has turned into old news. I mean, yea, I still like him, but I'm just doing my best to forget about him, because I know nothing will ever happen. So, whatevs. In the hotel room the paintings are the same over both beds, it looks so stupid. I wonder what sort of idiot would have the wasted brains to think "Huh. I don't really feel like picking out two paintings, let me just have two of these." Must have been a man. I wish I had something to say...doodledoodledoodle. I packed so absently this morning. I have no idea what's in my suitcase right. I was just throwing things in the laundry and pulling things out of my closet with out any thought. I'm pretty sure I have like two pairs of shorts and 32 shirts. But whatevs, I'll make it work. I'm hoping that while I'm in m-i-s-s-i-s-s-i-p-p-i, I'll have the random urge to read all the time. Hey, maybe I'll read right now. I kinda want to read the 2 and 3 shottp again this summer, since I realized I remember nothing about them. I also want to finish my Audrey biography. And I'd like to read Sophie's World but it's like 800 billion pages long. And, oh yea, damn summer projects...grrrr. I guess I'm going to go read.
*evaporation.* |
Slid down the rainbow at 6:15 PM  |
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Hmm, Colin sounds good :) Drummers are hot, I have to say. Here's to hoping that he's there every time you go (hahaha, at first I accidentally put, "every time you ho").
Ok, starting at the beginning now.
Summer makes me weird and stupid.
Wow, next time I'm in a car with you, I know what we're doing.
The rest stop plan made me laugh SO hard, but for some reason I think that you'd be able to pull that off. And then one day, that guy would be hanging out with his teenage son, and say, "Is your mother around? Good. So, this one time, when I was your age, this crazy girl came up to me and just started making out with me, and I was dating someone at the time, I don't remember who, but I'll never forget that..."
Some old people are alright. The witty ones.
Back to Colin! Is he just of Irish descent (spelled right?) or does he have an Irish accent? Because, you know how I feel about accents. They're just about the sexiest thing, ever.
I feel like accosting Daniel and punching him in the face. Then letting him go.
I hate when they have the same pictures! I've had so many conversations about that before.
It definitely was a man. Or a robot.
Reading is nice, I've been doing quite a lot of it. I'm reading Les Mis and an Agatha Christie short story book, and my goodness she's brilliant.
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Hey toasty. i decided to check up on your blog and its quite beautious. I just got back from the beach so im getting the whole summer makes you feel different thing. I get that feeling a lot in the spring too. Anyways I think your old guy sounds really sweet. I love when any guy holds the door open for you. Oh ya and Colin definatly definatly definatly sounds like a winner. I am really obsessed with everything irish and celtic. I decided ages ago that i am going to find myself an irish husband. I love their voices...and faces. hehe. anyways i hope you are having a super summer. -love TOASTER
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Hmm, Colin sounds good :) Drummers are hot, I have to say. Here's to hoping that he's there every time you go (hahaha, at first I accidentally put, "every time you ho").
Ok, starting at the beginning now.
Summer makes me weird and stupid.
Wow, next time I'm in a car with you, I know what we're doing.
The rest stop plan made me laugh SO hard, but for some reason I think that you'd be able to pull that off. And then one day, that guy would be hanging out with his teenage son, and say, "Is your mother around? Good. So, this one time, when I was your age, this crazy girl came up to me and just started making out with me, and I was dating someone at the time, I don't remember who, but I'll never forget that..."
Some old people are alright. The witty ones.
Back to Colin! Is he just of Irish descent (spelled right?) or does he have an Irish accent? Because, you know how I feel about accents. They're just about the sexiest thing, ever.
I feel like accosting Daniel and punching him in the face. Then letting him go.
I hate when they have the same pictures! I've had so many conversations about that before.
It definitely was a man. Or a robot.
Reading is nice, I've been doing quite a lot of it. I'm reading Les Mis and an Agatha Christie short story book, and my goodness she's brilliant.