Bible study

I came late, and they had gone to TGI Friday's for dinner.
I chased the fireflies and watched swallows over the lake for an hour before they came.

We only had 15 minutes left by the time we started, and there were only five of us, but we had a lot of fun.

On the way home, the guy told me I had a good heart, and it made me happy.
And I thought, "God's children are quite nice, after all."
I don't think I've ever thought so well of God in a while.

Perhaps I'm looking forward to meeting next Tuesday.

For someone amazing:

The secret-message-rock is done.
It even has a little ribbon on it,
and I made my sister take $1,
compensation for all the ribbons I've ever borrowed from her, of course...

And a hug as well, for the most amazing person in the world,
In case we never get a chance...
I miss you, amazing person!

Songwriting and shoujo manga?

Has it snowed yet where you are? I'd talk all night with you, but it's 3, and my ramen's getting cold.
Maybe you could visit this December, and then we could talk some more, but I really have to go...

Blablablablabla...
Blablablabla...
Bla...
I can't believe I'm writing stuff like this.
Perhaps it's the influence of Twilight,
Or the numerous shoujo titles I've been devouring as of late...(tis Kare Kano, my current series... Arima is so like my best friend!)

Hydrangeas

I worked on the garden today.
In my backyard, there were these brilliant blue flowers, and I thought they were simply amazing, and I couldn't help but pick a cluster.
I immediately felt guilty, though, because they were going to die.

As soon as I got home, I placed them in water in a nice china bowl.
Doing penance.
Tis truly the nicest flower I've seen... Even the stems are baby-blue!
The whole thing kind of looks like skystuff from an Electric Light Orchestra fantasia.

The sun is shining in the sky;
There ain't a cloud in sight...

I would like to give them to my mother, but I doubt they'll last four days...

Want and neon signs

I think perhaps what you want means a million times more than what you have...

I wish the whole world and every sad person could hear that tonight, and believe it,
and I wish I could believe it as well...

Sleepover, fishing trip

On Friday I spent the whole day shopping, wasted $20 (and some borrowed money) in stickers and nail polish and jewelry until evening.
I left with:

One (1) My Chemical Romance sticker

One (1) Marilyn Monroe sticker

One (1) Grateful Dead skull with shrooms inside sticker

One (1) fate-deciding seaweed bracelet that grows in water

One (1) color-changing nail polish for someone special

Fate was a pervert and awesome, and she placed our hotel room across from Crabby Dick's, where we ate dinner and shot a few photos for memories. A subsequent photo-shoot at Wal-mart added 100 more pictures to the camera.

That night, a documentary on ghosts came on. Bedtime at 11, and I slept at 1. It was hot, my friend took the whole bed because he was scared, and I sat up several times to wipe the sweat.
It's a good thing that it got colder later that night, or I would have stayed up forever. Unfortunately, my sleeping bag was on the floor.
"Humans can lick too."

The next day, awakened at 7 or 8 and read Twilight through the light from between the blinds. It was raining again. My friend wanted to sleep, so I turned the alarm off for him.

Checking out of the hotel was the hard part. No guy wants to be caught dead reading Twilight, especially by hordes of high school cheerleaders on vacation.
Edward Cullen, Bella Swan, Jacob Black, Mary Sue.

We didn't fish; we just watched. Fishing is animal cruelty.
My friend almost cried for them. I only wish I could.

My Chemical Romance, perverted jokes, sand castles and popsicles passed time under rainy skies until dinner, and then perverted jokes and birds and bees stole the ride home. No aliens attacked our car that night, though. Fate was on our side again.
A new language to confuse curious parental eavesdroppers, too.

"Maybe why can't fish tell sticks when they're blue? Maybe sticks are usually pretty open about it."
"Maybe which tastes better: fins or tail?"
"Maybe have you ever gotten blue looking at the SH fish?"
"Maybe not......................"

"Maybe these parents are either complete idiots or pretending to not understand."

She was gone when I got back. I still had the bracelet.
I kept wondering why she still liked me, and so much more than I like her.
Out on the bridge before class on Sunday, I cried a little for I don't know why.
I wasn't even sad, I don't think.

On the last day of school...

I thought perhaps I would feel a little sad that it would be the last time I walked to school,
but I was drenched in sweat when I got there.

She made this collage...
She's leaving this Sunday,
for a month,
and then I'll be leaving for two years.

I don't know what else to write today.
Stupid, stupid, stupid empty whatever.