~G2~
ok, so you can imagine my confusion when for five minutes i'm staring at the screen thinking "bf" is "best friend" and i'm like, whoa, am i completely missing something, what the heck do other people do with their best friends?! and then, yeah. well. bf will always stand for best friend no matter what boy comes along, yeah, like we used to sign all our cards "bff" though i realize i'm not really best friends with hardly any of them anymore or even just friends. but we're not kids anymore, so supposedly we know better, which makes no sense whatsoever, so i don't even know what i'm saying...my cousin's not a baby anymore. you can imagine my confusion when i look at a recent family picture of my far-away relatives, and i see two familiar kids, though granted they're a little bigger, but then, this random girl just standing in the middle of it all as if she's part of the family and she looks a whole lot like my other fourteen-yr-old cousin, so i'm thinking "second cousin?" "third cousin once removed?" and then i realize that a certain little three-ft-tall girl is missing, and...yeah. i didn't know you could grow so fast. it's only been two years. it'll only be two more years...ok, so maybe two years is a long time. one and a half. i'm gonna be seventeen, what the heck? that's already my "golden" birthday, or whatever it's called according to my old "bf", and after golden what else is there? only, i suppose if it doesn't make a difference when you're born on the first, it doesn't make a difference. you know what? the stupidest thing you could ever do is quit. i hate quitting. i hate quitters. why the heck did i quit just about everything? everything enjoyable, that is. you know, i have an urge to go to an incubus concert at the moment. i'm thinking the planets must be aligning or mis-aligning to make you get these sudden random urges. urge. ha, corny word. herbal. sounds hippy-ish. i could go for some herbal tea. but not the strange citrus-y kind i have. i wonder what earl grey tastes like. i don't think i've ever had earl grey. my first encounter with the tea was at some tymp contest, that big open cafeteria with the free food. and i saw the tea packet and i thought some earl in grey must've made a brand name for himself, but then some other person's like, "oh, earl grey! i love earl grey! earl grey is good tea" and i learned that there is such thing as earl grey tea. it is very satisfying to know. i can imagine sitting in some campus cafe, the kind with the colored chalk menus and low couches and high stools and biscotti, ordering a cup of the earl. or perhaps some chai. i'll be the one curled up in the low couches. all of them. all mine! ha, no one else gets to sit! ha! hahaha!
~G2~