i should be doing homework...
Sep. 21st, 2000 10:08 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elvendoll..but i'm not awake enough : (
i ended up going ot manray last night...
i really don't know why i went...
i wasn't having the best of moods... i guess i just needed a change in scenery...
and i didn't have the best of time...
bill and tobi were not there, and neither were most of my safeties... and i ended up just wandering from room to room and back feeling like there was some sort of test to be nice enough, pretty enough and sociable enough and i was failing.
and just when i was about to leave, this kid i went on two dates with when i first moved to boston (like 3 years ago) cornered me and talked at me for a good ten minutes. and for some reason or another, it just cheered me up. not because chatting with him was good, but because somehow him being really stupid made me feel like less of a failure, and i ended up sticking the night out, even if i still wasn't in the best of moods...
and after the club helena treated me to pizza (thanks hun!) which was really nice of her, as i was dreading having to cook when i get home... and there's just nothing like good old greasy pizza to end a night : )
...and speaking of food... i don't know how i am going to make it through the morning... i haven't gone shopping yet and trying to convince bill to go to 7/11 just failed, so we're flat out of breakfast food... and my metabolism doesn't react nicely to me skipping a meal : (
i ended up going ot manray last night...
i really don't know why i went...
i wasn't having the best of moods... i guess i just needed a change in scenery...
and i didn't have the best of time...
bill and tobi were not there, and neither were most of my safeties... and i ended up just wandering from room to room and back feeling like there was some sort of test to be nice enough, pretty enough and sociable enough and i was failing.
and just when i was about to leave, this kid i went on two dates with when i first moved to boston (like 3 years ago) cornered me and talked at me for a good ten minutes. and for some reason or another, it just cheered me up. not because chatting with him was good, but because somehow him being really stupid made me feel like less of a failure, and i ended up sticking the night out, even if i still wasn't in the best of moods...
and after the club helena treated me to pizza (thanks hun!) which was really nice of her, as i was dreading having to cook when i get home... and there's just nothing like good old greasy pizza to end a night : )
...and speaking of food... i don't know how i am going to make it through the morning... i haven't gone shopping yet and trying to convince bill to go to 7/11 just failed, so we're flat out of breakfast food... and my metabolism doesn't react nicely to me skipping a meal : (
