The Burdens of Being Upright

May 15, 2003

a girl sits with her head hung.... four miles away a bell rings....
thats the opening to my novel about this morning. so i come upstairs armed with my bag, a crap load of tapes, and the eagerness to drive to school for the first time. i walk over to the key hook to get my keys but no! *bubble bursts* they are missing. eric, that dumbass, took them to school with him. i yell at the phone telling him to turn around and bring me back my keys but he's a jerkass as well as a dumbass. my mom is driving to dematha right now to retrieve my keys. this means that i will be late for school. which normally wouldnt matter but today was my day to drive so eric dies. i was reading this girl kara's blogger because there was a link to it on angie's livejournal. i dont think i know her, although i've probably met her at some point and dont remember, but anycrap, homegirl can write.


woo, watch out boston here we come. *car backfires*






posted by sarah 7:47 AM

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