Absense

sunday. nothing is going right. right. right. right. right.

the way she talks when she's spoken to

Which is more serious: fucked or doomed?

now I am 'clean' and have a great time; just bubbly perrier for me. I feel like i've survived some horrific part of adolescence/twentyhood. I feel that I can concentrate more on the party at stake. and, no, no superiority complex.

Heard from Kath. Said she 'blushed' when this guy she totally wasn't interested in mentioned his girlfriend. And suddenly was overcome with an awkward, stupid feeling. Ain't it hard being the prettiest girl in the room. Always suspected of wrongdoing. Naughty motives. Sly tactics. Get your eyes off my boyfriend honey.

Ok, vibes and crushes. Remember the fast talking sharp tongued one from a few years ago. There is a similar type. I get the impression 'fast' being the key trait. so fast he's gone in a blink. And why, after years of aquiring wisdom. this type still allures me. it is probably the antithesis to my ideal partner. So impossible. and cars are still linked to forlorn crush/love. Remember the volvo, the saturn, the toyota, the alfa romeo.

Remember how I said "I have no memory" a few days back. Well I wondered if that made you envious: of something I don't have! ha ha ha, pretty funny!