No. 51

Today was a weird day. First of all, I was watching Opposite of Sex with Christina Ricci. It's really not a bad movie and I realized what Ricci says in the end is so true. She says that sex only leads to babies, diseases, or RELATIONSHIPS. IT basically sums up everything. I mean, everyone says they can have emotionaless sex, but it's so untrue.

I went to the mall again. I saw some people. Including these two boys from my school with MATCHING sweatshirts. I thought it was the cutest thing in the world, besides the fact it makes them look ohhh, what's the word for it, snowy? I got these really cute Gap pj pants that are all fashioned after the whole Hawaiian theme. Definitely taking it to Hawaii. I was sleeping yesterday and realized that I'm going to block the whole Hawaii/Dawn incident because why do I want to talk about it again, and give myself a heartattack and high blood pressure?

I HAD THE WEIRDEST DREAM! I normally don't dream, and this was kinda weird. I was shopping with this guy, we were really close in that way where we knew he knows how to dress, but isn't a pineapple. So, I'm at the mall with me, this is after Bellevue Square gets Tiffany's. I go shopping and all and I run into these two friends. So, we're basically all shopping and I'm talking with my shopping buddy named Paul about how this guy got totally gold digged by some 24 year old when he's like 18. It's so weird, so I've bought massive amounts of things and the only reason why Paul's with me, is to carry my bags, because he's such a gentlemen. He's continuously on his cell, and i'm just looking at all the stuff. We get hungry so we're like, ok pizza now at Sbarros. For some reason, i'm in front of this guy named Pat, now I know Pat, he's from my school and he's unusually rude and odd and just plain weird especially for a football player. He starts saying my hair looks like crap, so I immediately freak out and lash out on him and totally shut him up and all. Then I sit down at the tables, my two friends are at a different table, and Pat sits at the table next to me. I'm like great, just want I need. I have a series of phone calls on my cell with guys named Jay, James, and Jack. I don't know, but I'm pretty sure I prefer the name with a "J." So, I talk about these various guys to Paul like it's all Sex in the Cityish. It's so freaking weird, then I wake up. I swear, it's like the teenage version of Sex in the City, but the greedy version. This was probably stemmed from me watching Clueless late night. It could very well be.

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