alice

random thoughts are floating through my head. i think the landsharks have been feeding me crack again....

people seem to think that i'm a lot more interesting than i really am.... i don't understand why strangers feel compelled to talk to me. it used to be worse. when i was 16 i used to do my homework at a coffee shop. and almost every single time, some stranger would approach me and tell me his life story for like an hour....

i talked to some friends from home today. i like to hear familar voices of people who actually know me inside and out, even if our conversation is about nothing...

so is my friend crazy for having a lesbian dream, or am i crazy for thinking that was like a normal thing (if you're a girl, i mean)?

the cute girl was in class again tonight. i want to keep her as a pet. and i finally read something in class, which i really despise doing.

i think maxx should go to other zip codes more often. that way he'd be drunk, and seeing maxx drunk is funny.

just because you have a drivers license doesn't mean you know how to drive. i want a big ass monster truck so i can mow those fart knockers down and crush them into tiny pieces.

don't think that just because you've seen me walking around that you know me. and don't assume that because of the way i look i'm automatically super kinky and want to go home with you and get it on, or that extremely interesting..... if you can't rock the casbah, crap on somebody's face.