6-20, 1:46 in the bloody morning
If you ever get the chance, see the movie Playing By Heart. No, wait, let me rephrase that. Make the chance, go to Blockbuster or whatevever right now and rent this film. It was so bloody good. I laughed, I cried...I drooled at Ryan Phillipe. Okay, yes, I admit it, he was part of the draw to the movie, but come on people! Ryan Phillipe with blue hair? LIFE DOESNT GET BETTER THAN THAT! Angelina Jolie is my hero. One night when me and two friends were driving around, you know, one of those nights when you're out just for the sake of being out, and you don't have any particular place to go. My friend who was driving got an idea, to go to this cool office park she knows of, where there's hardly anyone at night, that cops never check. It was built over swampland, so there's all these frogs all over. You just step out of the car, and you can hear them echoing all over. I learned something about frogs. They sit really still, and you can get so close that you can catch them if you're fast enough. Also that night my friend let me drive her car in the lot. I learned to stop wthout jerking under a weeping willow tree. I hate having a stuffy nose. It makes me grr immensely. I love the song "American Pie". The lyrics are so cool. "I saw you dancing in the gym...you both kicked off your shoes". My friend is going to France. It's really exciting. I'm going to New York next year. I made a list of things to do: Go to Coney and eat baloney on a roll, trip the light fantastic on it's sidewalks, get caught between it and the moon...etc. I'm going to have to juggle a job, Bellairs and Theatre Production (yay for me). Hang nails really suck.