Thursday, July 16, 2009

Blue veins

I never liked the Smiths, nor the Beatles. Weird thing is, a large majority of my best friends (all of them) like both bands and I don't. I like Elliott Smith and Bob Dylan. Mostly.

Second day of going to starbucks and something weird happening. Our receipt got stuck in the cash register so the awkward cashier decided to shoot the breeze with me and my mother. Politely asking what our plans were for later on in the day, my mom continued to say she just picked me up from summer school. The guy rose is eyebrows at me and said "fuun huh?" in a bitchy "you're such a dumbass, you couldn't even pass normal school" way. It felt like he was mocking me for what I ordered too, saying that they "discontinued" the melon flavored pump I always get with my venti passion tea. Or I could just be over reacting. I don't know what I have against starbucks employees. It feels like they're out to get me through my coffee/ tea beverages.

I saw harry potter and the half blood prince. Just like every other tween and their mothers. We snuck in hamburgers from Wendy's into the theatre. They were delicious along with an epic movie that disappointingly had a "to be continued.." ending. Boobs is what they are.

I'm in love with a revengeful murderer!

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