it's only fitting

do you know what tOtALLy sUcKzZz? when you say something mean to someone and they are too stupid to realize its about them and agree with you. like, "yeah, fuck that! LOL"... that sucks, and makes your efforts null and void, and you feel bad for them.

last night was fun, i at first wasn't allowed out and then i was, because my father loves me. he is the only one. he and i went to the mall, i turned in job applications, which was good i guess. i can't decide if stores are going to judge me because i went to the mall with my father. anyway, i put in a few apps and hopefully i can get hired so my mom will stop freaking the hell out. after i turned them in, i visited my bests and sat in their stores while they carried on conversations with my father and tried to sell him products. then we went down and sat in benches beneath the escalators and talked about my legit demented grandma. i never really get the time to talk about serious stuff with him so it was good.

then lena, in her new white converse, shimmied down the escalator and we ran out to sean connery the cavalier because we were being followed by a carful of scary white guys who were making gestures with their tongues at us.

when we were safely locked inside the walls of SC, we jammed to free bird and the immigrant song, and i was suddenly transformed into a handle-bar mustached, brown frizzy-haired, flannel shirt/corduroy vest-wearing, pabst blue ribbon-drinking midwesterner from the seventies. then i felt like my father did in his teenage years. best friends and rock. GUITAR SOLO.

when we got to lena's, nic and russ came over and we played guitar hero and took pictures and loved each other. after that got old, we went and sat at denny's in cranberry and no one had any cigarettes left and it was beautiful friendship time where we talked about shitting ourselves. on the ride home i had shotgun and control of the stereo, we screamed brand new at the top of our lungs down the highway at one in the morning. it was alot of fun hanging out with rus and nic, they could be my new favorites. i have alot of favorites though so i don't know.

i don't know why i've all the sudden started seeing everyone alot more... its people i've known for awhile but never really hung out with, and it's good to not just be sitting in lena's basement or going to a crusty house for once. not that i'm opposed to either... at all. there is nothing like swigging wine out of a stolen christmas present and waking up with your head in the crevices of a couch.

okay, enough, goodbye.