I've noticed something. People are more... preppy, I guess the word is, at my new school. Like, blue jeans and a t-shirt aren't really done that much, it's all Gap and Old Navy and button up shirts and belted slacks. Well, not all. There's the usual number of gang-banger wannabes, curio clothes chicks, and the yeah-i'm-waring-my-jammies-cause-i-just-d
It's a bit too cold to wear the black lace shirt, but the black velvet should do nicely. I want to go to a rave! Alseides...? *sigh* Right, sorry.
Brian told me about the school anime club. Sounds fun! But it's on Friday night. Hmmmmm, do I really want to go back to the campus two nights in a row? It's a thirty minute drive! And parking! Huh, well, I'll think about it.
And perhaps you would like to take my friend test? PLEASE TAKE MY FRIEND TEST!!!!!
Final Thought: I'm cold. I really am. But I've been reading the journals of other people who are talking about snow and frozen streets and such and it makes me think. How can I be cold? It's sixty degrees outside! Snow is something that happens on distant mountain tops. Hell, I've only ever SEEN snow up close like, twice. So, I shouldn't be cold. But I am. I'm glad I don't live any place where it REALLY gets cold.