it’s opening night tonight of a really boring juilliard dance concert. and i’m totally not feeling it. i’ll be the one onstage with bleach trays in her mouth. i’m taking multi-tasking to a whole new level. …just don’t tell anyone.
i think i got a good one. he brings me presents like girl scout cookies, chinese take-out, and orange gatorade late at night. he also willingly runs in the cold to pinkberry for me during the previews at the movie theater. i feel special. these are the little things that get to me.
today feels like thursday. i was anticipating buying my apple and cider at the farmers market outside school, but it wasn’t there. stupid wednesday. where is thursday?
i still have not hid the easter eggs for josh. i thought dying them was enough. but i’m beginning to think i’m not going to hear the end of it until i do.
some friends asked last friday “so we probably won’t be seeing naomi this weekend, right?” i decided to be honest, “probably not.” no offense, but when i’m not with josh, i do things by myself. so introverted. i like it. and i prefer it.