my father creates a music monopoly in my home.


he takes my CDs and puts them on repeat until i want to shoot someone.





i can't think of much else.





i'm having some boy drama, but when am i not?
how lame is that?
all that's ever really going on with me is guy stuff.


and i've been interested in boys since pre-k, and have yet to have had a substanstial relationship.
and my cousin's a freshman who's been interested in guys for about a year, and she's in a relationship i would kill to be in.

how does that work?!

it's because i'm just a boy crazy girl.
like, seriously, it's all i talk about.
boys and sex.

and the future. college and careers and stuff.
and other people.


a few weeks ago we had a paint war.
it was amazing. we each got four bottles of tempra paint, amy got five cause it was her birthday, and we just went at each other. it was like 6 of us. i haven't had that much innocent, care-free fun, in as long as i can remember.

we went back to amy's house afterward, and started talking about random things, like why we don't laugh until we can't breathe anymore.

why is that?
do we find things less funny as we get older, or are we just not funny anymore?



i remember me and wendy used to talk on the phone about the most random things, just adding on to nonsensical situations until we couldn't talk for laughter.
things like that just aren't funny to us anymore.



i hate that part of growing up.

i like paintball. not sure if it's the same as paint war.
» renaye on 2008-03-05 09:39:43

I've been interested in boys since preschool, but I've never had a relationship at all. :P I wonder if I need to do some catching up...

Maybe you should hide all of your CDs and just leave background music out so it won't bother you as much.
» randomjunk on 2008-03-05 07:04:38

Alrighty. The relationshipless obsessives club may possibly be created in the future. :P
» randomjunk on 2008-03-06 10:00:01

yea i like people doing my way but that's where the problem comes in and i hate to tell myself that each person has their own style of doing things. it's just like i keep on reminding my mum that i have my own style of cleaning up my room and so she doesn't need to tell me how to clean my room her way.
» renaye on 2008-03-06 10:10:44

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