I have songs bubbling inside me, just out of reach. I'd like to pull them out, but I don't have enough skill yet. I don't quite have the musical genius needed to articulate what's going on in my head. Any song I wrote right now would be insufficient, weak, lame. It's kind of aggravating. It's like when you have this perfect mental image of what a drawing should look like, but you can never quite get it onto the paper without fucking it up.
Anywhoo.
School is over! Woot! Although my wintersession class begins next week, and it's not like I have any sort of break anyway, what with the crazy hours at work, and the Christmas shopping that I have yet to start. Yes, I am the queen of procrastination. How'd you know?
The puppies are starting to open their eyes. They're so fucking adorable it makes my eye twitch. They keep trying to lift themselves up with their little legs, only to fall back down. Tres cute.
Ugh. My car is in the shop right now, getting its bumper replaced, so I have to drive my mom's crappy ass tin can son of a bitch car thing. It's so old that my mom doesn't want me to drive it late at night. Why, you ask? Not because the car could die, and I could be stranded in the dark and raped. Oh no. It's because she's afraid cops will see the old piece of shit cruisin around the village and pull me over, assuming that I am an ILLEGAL IMMIGRANT. The scary thing is, she was right. On my way home from Andrew's house a cop pulled me over two blocks from my house. My brakelight was out. *eyeroll* He didn't really do anything, just told me to tell my mom to get it fixed, and wished me a happy holiday and a great night. Guess he figured there was no reason to punish me, since I had no accent and didn't smell like a taco. He was cute, too (don't get jealous, Andrew. He didn't tell me I was a hot tamale and say he was going to take me home to keep him warm, or whatever the fuck that evil bitch shrew said to you. Not that I was jealous. Puh-lease).
Speaking of Andrew...nah. Nevermind. I won't say anything. *evil smile*
okbye.
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