I have nothing to do.
But it's more of an urgent case of having nothing to do. "I have nothing to do." doesn't exactly sound very desperate.
Especially since I'm hardly the kind of person who always has to be doing something.
But after weeks and weeks of boredom and more than plenty of boredom-induced sleep and eating,
followed by a fairly social week ( Read more... )

"Keiko, you're being rude."
"No she's not; She's just being Shy."
"It's the same thing."
"But Brenda, you're shy too."

I think that perhaps my shyness is not as much of a legitimate excuse as I've always let it be.

(I don't want to be rude.)

Do you ever think about how many people you've met will not be bothered to think of you today or tomorrow or this whole week. Or this month. And so on.
 

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My art show is up.

Tomorrow brings no worries.

My Thanksgiving was nothing special. But I did watch some great episodes of Buffy the Vampire Slayer :)
My mom bought a pre-cooked chicken and made those biscuits from a can for Thanksgiving meal. Sara was with her in-laws and Steven was with his girlfriend's family. It was a pretty worthless day, and my mom was crazy and yelling. Teresa and I went ( Read more... )

Today there was this girl (she was black) in the art basement who caught my eye. She was wearing an outfit very similar to mine. I smiled at her as we walked passed each other. She turned around before we had walked too far, and she asked me, "Where are you from ( Read more... )

I went to Charlie's last night for some drinking and socializing with Clint and Nick.
We had our drinks, and I told them we were going for a walk. Charlie challenged me to a race to the next stop sign. If I were sober, I probably would've declined because I am generally so self-conscious.
Charlie got a big head start, but I was on his heels before ( Read more... )

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I am pretty sick today ( Read more... )