Work,

I want to work the night shift at the bowling alley really badly. I always have to leave work when the fun begins (usually around 9 pm), and it REALLY sucks. I see these hot djs walk in and start setting up, cosmic bowling just starts, everyone's drunk and dancing, and i get a tap on the shoulder from the manager reminding me that it's time to clock out. ps Lindsay Lohan is my idol.

Idiot

I feel like I am really unintelligent. I walk the halls of my schools giggling like a fool. Instead of being passionate about politics, I rant about the bitchy girl in history, or the hives I keep getting at school (DONT ASK). I feel especially like a moron when people ask me "what's up" and i say nothing, when in reality EVERYTHING is up. How am I supposed even begin answering that question. Then I go home and I read, but not Kurt Vonnegut or Charles Dickens, or even JD Salinger for fuck's sake. I read Miley Cyrus: An Autobiography. I read "What's the number for 911 again? And 500 other stupid police calls". Gee looks like I found my answer right there.