listening to: death cab for cutie - tiny vessels
mood: bored, itchy, sick
This song means so much to me. It's practically how I envision what everyone sees about me. Quite depressing, really. "She is beautiful, but she doesn't mean a thing to me"
I just got back from Steven's house, about fifteen minutes ago. It was boiling in my room with the window closed, so its open and the fan's blowing on my left side and I'm relaxed. Composed. Matt and Pat were there too. It was originally just supposed to be Steve and I, but i guess plans changed. We played video games and monopoly and ...raided his fridge. It was fun! I had fun. .. =)
I'm supposed to be calling people as references for my resume, but I honestly don't care. My parents are making this HUGE deal out of it, and its really not. Or at least it shouldn't be. It's extremely pissing me off. I want to ..GDHSLHKGSG. grr.
My sunburn is so bad. Well, that's an understatement. It's TERRIBLE. I can barely move. Thank God I didn't sunburn my fingers. At least my hair and makeup looked abfab. (L)
k I think thats enough for today. I'll go call some peepz to refer me and print this goddamn resume off.
love always. xo.
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