*saturday, november 10
There was somewhat of a kafuffle (a "ruffle-duffle", if you will) surrounding some icq away-messages and things that were said to me concerning my attraction to some dood. Yeah. So let me tell you now- never tell me to chill out. I hate that. If I wanted to chill out, then I'd chill out. Oh yeah, and by the way, this goes to everyone: I know I'm loud. I yell when I talk. That's just how it goes. No, I don't know why, but no, I'm not going to do anything about it because it's at the level where I basically can't. It's the way I talk. If you don't like it, don't talk to me. Maybe the reason the icq away-message ended up turning into an arguement at school is because when I ask "what business of yours is it?" I actually want an answer. I don't just want a shrug, or a "whatever", I need you to tell me why you would do or say, or whatever the situation is, I need you to validate your concern.
These are the ways of Alison. Or Asilon, if you will. There's a faerie hanging in the window of Midoco I really want, but I have absolutely no money, and I owe $15 to a coupl'a people. I was considering asking my Da' to buy it for me, but he's the sort who would just ask me "where's your allowance?" The thing about Bloor is that I never get sick of it. It's so great. Julian constantly says there's nothing to do in the city, but I think he's just... i'uno, blind? full of shit? Yeah. Because there are lots of things to do in the city. At least we're not stuck on a farm where things would be very limited. For a lot of people (esp. the apathetic ones) I think they only think there's nothing to do in the city because even if they knew what they wanted to do they wouldn't go do it. Oh yeah- I cut my hair all short with layers and stuff. I like it.
Post Script- how would lack of a shower make one's face fall off?
~check ya later
