Did you know that May 2nd is/was the annual Carly Gets Sad And Nostalgic Over People She Misses and Listens to Sad and Nostalgic Music and Thinks of Them night? Well apparently it is, because that's how I was last night. And I wrote and wrote and thought and missed. And then I thought, well I have nothing better to do, I'll read old journals.. sounds like a plan. And it turns out the on May 2nd last year I did pretty much the same thing.
Coincidence?
I think not...
But anyway, how are people? I'm good mostly. I am grounded for a week as of Sunday, not exactly sure why. The joys of being fiveteen I guess[I forgot how to spell 'fifteen' today and wrote 'fiveteen'. but it looks right, doesn't it?].
But in less than a month and a half I'll be the big 1-6, and I'll be taking my road test that same day, and I'll get my license, and everyone will use me for rides, and it'll make me sad, so I'll threaten to take them to a dirt road in the middle of nowhere and make them walk home, and then they'll never use me again. I can't wait!
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rain rain prom dress.
i miss people too. sighs.
Dang. That is crazy. I am not a thrity something, nor am I mexican. But hey, what good would dreams be otherwise? I just had a sweet dream last night. I was hanging out with all these people I hadn't seen in a long time, like at a meeting of some sorts. And then we all went to the public pool (which happened to be awesome!) and we got our swim on. And we were doing flips and tackling each other. It was a lot of fun. For a dream and all. You know.
And you were there. . . dead.
hmm your grounded to well i have three words to say
bitchin grounded party.. whoot whoot
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