my fingers are crooked.

well well well. another day, another dollar doomed to be squandered on fast food of overpriced clothing. i wish i was french. it would ensure my thin aloofness as well as impecable style. things have been interesting lately. I'm starting to analyze what it is I really want (oddly enough, i need to be cogniscent of these things now. it's almost like being a grown up... except that my mom still does my laundry. But yeah I basically sit around and try to figure out how far i want to go in school, if i actually do want to go that far, or if i'm just doing it to please others. Also thinking about the relationships i have with people- my friends, my family and especially billy. love him, yes. But should i be tied down this way when i am so young? i seriously doubt i actually have the slightest clue of what i really want in a guy. The only problem is that if that kind of information is seriously what i'm looking for, then shucks. i wont find the answers at stupid frat parties and such where the objective is to lure drunk girls away from the puddles of beer and vomit and eardrum popping bass long enough to slip it to her. blah who cares though it's fun. Anyhow i'm going to go figure out if theres anything i need to be doing. hzzah work.
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