Sarah. Sophomore at UGA. Eats a lot.
She asked me how to spell "orange"
A guy I’ve had a thingy thing for for a long long time went and knocked some girl up.
You fools having kids and get married.
Settle down? Pshhh. That’s what they say when I get all rowdy up in da club.
Going to bed.
Shout out to the flashmob at the SLC. Rance came into my work before to buy some hats, and I gave him advice on the show.
And to think I almost called out of work…
I woulda missed a flashmob.
I woulda missed learning about drugs.
I woulda missed my boss commenting on my breast size again.
Wait no, I wouldn’t mind missing that last one.
I kind of just want to sit at the top of a water tower, and look down at the city. I want to see movement below me, see people wandering through the twinkling night lights, and wonder how many other eyes are glancing at the moon as mine do at this moment.
I’m never really alone in this world. Not high up above on some tower, not in my room typing these words… Yet a feeling of loneliness is always present and I find it humorous, but then also capable of inducing a fearful state of mania. If people are always, always around and I cannot be alone, it can make me manic…. But I always feel lonesome… causing a manic state, as well.
I just want to sit alone… Care to join me?