I look back at my very first entry. Very first.
January twenty-ninth, two-thousand five.
I guess I missed my anniversary.
But, oh well.
I'll try and catch it next time around.
[Don't bother looking back, I deleted that entry decades ago.]
I got pissed off at my mom yesterday. [Funny, that seems to happen often.]
She just did some stuff I'd rather not get into. So I broke off from our walk together and threw the key to her since I knew she'd get there way before me.
You must realize now that I had no cell phone or anything so you can imagine mom.
scream mad neutral confused surprised eek gonk gonk gonk
So I guess five minutes seconds after she got home she hopped into the car and drove around looking for me.
I know this because I passed a lady and she turned to me and said, "Your mom is looking for you." I turned and looked at her like, "Whaattt?" She says a blonde-haired lady came up to her driving a gold/silver car and asked her if she had seen a girl in brown pants and if she did to tell her to go home.
Sigh.
She made me out to be a runaway!
Geez.
So I run home and wait for her.
While I'm waiting these guys drive by and wave, I nod. They turn the corner and stop and yell to me something. I can't hear so I yell back, "Whatt?" This time I hear them. "Do you want to go fishing?" Whoa. Shake head. No no no. They nod and drive off and as if on cue my mom pulls up in the driveway.
Hmf.
I guess they were looking for one of those strippers on MySpace. No such luck, I like my clothes on in photographs and around boys, thank you.
So now I'm sitting around wondering what I'm gonna do tomorrow. I want to do something. I got so bored today. SO bored. I might read more, work on my story, finish up my list.
Yes.
I decided to be a complete copy-cat and copy Leila. She did a list about the stuff you might not know about her, I'm just doing stuff about me. Long. I might post it but I seriously doubt it. Probably just a way for me to be honest with myself and, I guess, vent.
<3Julie
No emoticons were harmed in the making of this entry.
January twenty-ninth, two-thousand five.
I guess I missed my anniversary.
But, oh well.
I'll try and catch it next time around.
[Don't bother looking back, I deleted that entry decades ago.]
I got pissed off at my mom yesterday. [Funny, that seems to happen often.]
She just did some stuff I'd rather not get into. So I broke off from our walk together and threw the key to her since I knew she'd get there way before me.
You must realize now that I had no cell phone or anything so you can imagine mom.
scream mad neutral confused surprised eek gonk gonk gonk
So I guess five minutes seconds after she got home she hopped into the car and drove around looking for me.
I know this because I passed a lady and she turned to me and said, "Your mom is looking for you." I turned and looked at her like, "Whaattt?" She says a blonde-haired lady came up to her driving a gold/silver car and asked her if she had seen a girl in brown pants and if she did to tell her to go home.
Sigh.
She made me out to be a runaway!
Geez.
So I run home and wait for her.
While I'm waiting these guys drive by and wave, I nod. They turn the corner and stop and yell to me something. I can't hear so I yell back, "Whatt?" This time I hear them. "Do you want to go fishing?" Whoa. Shake head. No no no. They nod and drive off and as if on cue my mom pulls up in the driveway.
Hmf.
I guess they were looking for one of those strippers on MySpace. No such luck, I like my clothes on in photographs and around boys, thank you.
So now I'm sitting around wondering what I'm gonna do tomorrow. I want to do something. I got so bored today. SO bored. I might read more, work on my story, finish up my list.
Yes.
I decided to be a complete copy-cat and copy Leila. She did a list about the stuff you might not know about her, I'm just doing stuff about me. Long. I might post it but I seriously doubt it. Probably just a way for me to be honest with myself and, I guess, vent.
<3Julie
No emoticons were harmed in the making of this entry.
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I'm going to try to keep this shorter.
I don't know if "feel bad" are the right words, but I do sort of feel bad for you that your mom is so over-protective, and you have people labeling you as a run-away-kiddie.
I mean, my brother and my mom fight all the time, and he just gets in his car and drives away. My mom doesn't bother to stop him ... he always comes back in the morning.
Creepy ... >>;
Just imagine, me sitting next to you, those guys pulling up, asking that question, and I cluelessly go "YEAH!!! =D" and you elbow me. :D <3
The one with Jean and the other guy and the shower? I can't keep up with you! D:
Tips for your list:
If you feel embarressed or ashamed of something you considered putting on this list...put it on. It will feel empty without that one thing.
It's a great way to vent, so I wouldn't really consider it copying.
I felt so much better after posting my list, but that doesn't mean you have to.
Just at least consider it, only because it made me feel really relaxed after I saw that my readers read it and they've absorbed all of the stuff I wrote.
Baiii, <3