This morning my sister took me to the bookstore for some vacation shopping and for breakfast. While we were waiting in line this guy comes up "Can I touch your hair." Now, it would have been different if he was hot and young, but this man was old and ugly. Thats what I love to have happen when I wake up... I love to have creepy old men come and ask if they can touch me.
My sister and I bought magazines, I bought the newest issue of Alternative Press. My sister told me it looks better than what I usually get (MetalEdge) which is true. Meh. Metal Shpetal.
After the bookstore we went to walmart. I bought blank cds, foundation, sun block, and cameras. I'm going to document this vacation like a fruit cup. I can bet you that this won't happen again for a while, so I'll make it last.
Then we went to the library. I checked out alot of sorted essays from the non-fiction section and alot of classics like The Lord of the Flies or Stories From Africa by Doris Lessing <3. (Educational Note: Doris Lessing was a radical from South Africa. Her views were SO radical, that she was banned from ever coming back. Now THATS power of opinion! Making your country SO mad that they tell you to take a hike and never let you back.)
Anyways, I came back home and packed. Packing for me is trying to fit as many clothes into a trash bag and make it as compact as I can so I can take it all. I make three piles of shirts and pants and duct taped it all together tightly and shoved it into a trash bag. Once again Beth, good work. Thank you self.
I talked to my brother and we didn't really talk about too much. He talked to my mom for a while though and my dad, I think. Anyways, this is humdrum to you.
MY MOM BOUGHT ME NEW SOCKS!!!!!
This is my last post for two weeks ::sniffle::
Take care everyone, don't do anything destructive to yourselves.
BETH
Don't you ever wonder what would've happened if we wouldn't have left town that day? I watched you from my roof top, love. I watched you walk lonely down the side walk, I watched you're Coverse's tred their way to my house only to find it was empty. Hollow yet full of millions of memories. I watched you from my roof top, I'm still here. Come and find me. Hide and Seek.