A talk with the girls can help heal the soul
So can fruit salad and peach iced tea
Well two out of three ain't bad (I don't have any iced tea)
"Sign up - the picket line or the parade"
The talks were really good
It helped me get to know a new friend better
We shared some secrets
Her more than me since she had ten drinks in her
This was after a very naughty presentation
One that was full of jokes and more laughter than what was expected
It was a night of firsts in a certain way
I drank sangria for the first time
I partied with the Sears ladies
I saw the cutest room for a cat
I heard some stories about friends that I didn't need to know
I was introduced to some toys that were beyond belief
I ate some chocolates straight from Holland and Belgium
I heard words come out of friends mouths that were truly unexpected
And then I drove a friend home for the first time
It's hard to describe the atmosphere, the events that took place last night
It's one that I won't soon forget
I was educated in many ways
About things I didn't think I would ever learn about
But now I don't really have anything to do with this newfound knowledge
Some of it will just stay in my head forever
The rest is waiting till another person comes into the picture
"May angels lead you in"
Thoughts seem different today
I feel like I'm approaching things in a different manner
"You know I miss you, don't you know that I miss you"
In four days I will reunite with friends that I can't wait to see
I'm wondering how things will go with some
I know it will go well with 2 people for sure
But what about the rest?
I worry too much about things that haven't happened yet
Although some things are just inevitable
I just hate the waiting, the anticipation of what's to come
"Would you mean this please if it happens"
I wonder if the readers (and I use that term loosely) know any of the songs that I quote in these journals
I got a look last night that normally would have made m feel good - but the one giving it was creepy
I even realized how alike two friends were when one grabbed the other's *chest* and then slapped my ass
"The time I would spend with pictures I would not send"
What else do I need to say...
I need new socks...
I emailed a friend tonight giving him mostly useless information
When I should have been making a point
I think I got the jist of it out at the end
I think that at the end of the summer I lost a friend
I haven't heard from him since then
Despite making multiple calls
Which was stupid on my part
"Won't you dance with me a little bit"
I don't know what to think of the changes
It's all too surreal
Or maybe it's jaded...a word I think is used too much by people who probably don't know what it means
Although it's part of mine & C's motto
And we're really not that jaded
But we're definitely cynical
"I need you to show me the way from crazy...I want to be so much more than this"
