zombette

i just got back from school. we had a little party because tracey and patty both graduated. there was hummus and falafel and excellent mid-eastern cuisine... there was pop and ice that ended up melting everywhere because our cheap ass school is too cheap ass to buy a little fridge/freezer to keep things cold.
me and nikki and tracey and stefanie and patty and chanelle and samantha pretty much spent 4 hours outside, sitting, smoking, refilling our pops and going in for more food once in a while... i got to do traceys makeup and tomorrow i get to do a makeover on a girl who is one of the students sisters or cousins or something. she asked how much i charge. i said dont worry about it. if she can slip me a $5 for a deck of smokes, thats cool.
i am going to miss those girls. we promised and pinkie swore to stay in touch and i actually just got back from the coney island where we all went and continued our bonding... i hope i do a better job holding on to these friends than i have in the past. but i dont know if i have ever had any real friends in my adult life. i had one girl, but i think i was just more of someone she wanted around to vent to and talk to about her day, her ex, her job, her life. she never had time for me. and i thought she was my best friend. she would read aloud bits of her journal to me about how jealous she was and how she hoped i would get my heart broken and how all the guys love ME and im so BEAUTIFUL and fucking PERFECT it made her sick. she would read this to me. and i would sit there and just stare at her.
she told me that real friends could share things like that. but i never felt that way about her. i was always just in awe of her talent and her personality and brains.
*shrugs* you live, you learn.


everyone else had the good cameras. i just had my phone. i love these girls. over coffee we planned a movie night this friday. scary movie night.
i am lucky that i have some good people in my life. to my credit; i know it.