Oh the things I was going to do!
Oh!
I was going to dance about or rather flail myself around like I might be dying from either extreme joy or extreme sadness like Aaron Weiss from mewithoutYou. And actually I did, but it was supposed to be in front of Edric and his friend Kenneth so as to embarass them because they're both so uptight. And also I was going to do it on webcam in front of Tom in super slow transfering speeds so that I might just look like a blur instead of an idiot or a herion addict touching and scratching myself and jumping up and down with my left arm curled up like a chicken wing. Or maybe that's what Mr. Cofield does. Can you get a visual picture here? No? Well look at this: video
I was going to to the webcam thing and bring in props like my dried up piece of pine. And it's become stiff enough that I can brush my hair with it. So I was going to do that and show Tommy. And then I was going to eat a bowl of ice cream, but no! I had a coconut popsicle, which is a good invention but not icecream and not in front of Tommy. And then I was going to lift my head up and show my neck because I like the way it looks tonight, especially the throat area. Ooh, I'm all sexy and stuff. I like those two lines like intentations in the skin I guess, that define the esophogus area. And I'm sure Tom would have liked it too. Oh the things I was going to do!
I was going to shake my leg and then the other and then I wouldn't stop and then I was going to tell somebody that that's what I was doing and isn't it great. But I am doing it now, so isn't that great?
And I was going to finish One Flew Over the Cuckoo's nest because I saw Ally reading it and enjoying it and it reminded me to, but I haven't touched it yet. And I was going to pretend to take a stack of books: "Ethics" Bonhoeffer, "Naked" David Sedaris, "Wit" (it's lime green with that head I got the inspiration for to draw), and One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest and also Maniac Mcgee, just to slip in a shiny covered older kid's book. Oh yes, and The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstien if I only had it. But that wouldn't work because it's also lime green. Damn it. And I was gonig to take these into school and set them on my desk in literature class, but not really because I wasn't really going to do this, just for a second though I was in my head.
And I was going to enjoy a shower where I would proceed to do like old days where I would act. I would be dealing with an immense grief but I would hide it you see. No one would know, only me when I got in my shower and the grief overtook me and I buckled down to my knees with my face in my hands and cried more tears than the shower could produce water. And in other scenarios I would take down the shower curtain as I fell and the pole would fall on my head and knock me out or I would get bloodied up and pretty much bleed to death if the shower was glass. And there would always be a video camera in front of me catching my award-winning acting. And I would be the actress that would be so entirely comfortable being nude on set. And other times, (which I was going to do also!) I would be an innocent virgin girl, which I am, mind you, taking a shower, not suspecting a thing in the world. And suddenly the man of my dreams walks in suspecting nothing but I guess the shower to be running with no one in there and he opens the curtains and I freeze. I'm completely terrified and shocked yet somewhat excited and I quickly try to cover up my parts but it doesn't work well. But in this scenario my hair would be long enough to cover my breasts like that one Alanis Morisette music video except the blurry part would be covered up by my hands. And the guy looks at me and he knows he wants to do something but also knows he can't so he either closes the shower curtain and walks away chuckling to himself or he comes in the shower with his clothes on and we kiss passionately and I don't worry about looking wet and naked anymore. And so...I was going to do my acting scenario in the shower but I didn't and/or haven't yet.
And last night I was going to buy a coffee at Starbucks but I felt weird doing that for several reasons: 1.) I hate spending my own money , 2.) Edric seemed hesitant and said we ought to go back to Swayzes because my dad might be there. 3.)I didn't really want the coffee, it just seemed like the thing to do at the moment. So we ran across the road without really looking and I was trying to keep up but I can't run fast and I was like, ah! I'm going to get run over, but not really because that car up there isn't down here yet.
And I was also going to play The Sims on my computer because I felt I really should instead of playing like 8 consecutive games of spider solitaire. And then that's when Tom and Chris and some other people talked or might have talked to me. I don't remember well. But anyways I wasn't going to play The Sims after that, but I felt all restless as I do at this moment.
And I was going to chew on this piece of dried up glue that was attached to a carton of orange juice which had a straw attached to it. BUt it would have tasted like chemicals and such, or whatever is in glue or whatever that stuff is that is used to stick things to orange juice cartons that come in 6 packs with these cool straws that open up bigger and curve inwards slighty at the top so you don't cut your lip or something. But you know, I did do that. And I do have that yucky taste in my mouth. But at least I have bits of chewed up dried glue or that-stuff-that-is-used-to-stick-things-to-orange-juice-cartons-that-come-in-6-packs-with-these-cool-straws-that-open-up-bigger-and-curve-inwards-slighty-at-the-top-so-you-don't-cut-your-lip-or-something and they have these tiny bite marks that look like zebra stripes on them. And oh, that sentence phrase thing was quite difficult to type out and I wasn't going to do that but I did and now it looks stupid.
And oh the things I was going to do! Damn it.
I was going to dance about or rather flail myself around like I might be dying from either extreme joy or extreme sadness like Aaron Weiss from mewithoutYou. And actually I did, but it was supposed to be in front of Edric and his friend Kenneth so as to embarass them because they're both so uptight. And also I was going to do it on webcam in front of Tom in super slow transfering speeds so that I might just look like a blur instead of an idiot or a herion addict touching and scratching myself and jumping up and down with my left arm curled up like a chicken wing. Or maybe that's what Mr. Cofield does. Can you get a visual picture here? No? Well look at this: video
I was going to to the webcam thing and bring in props like my dried up piece of pine. And it's become stiff enough that I can brush my hair with it. So I was going to do that and show Tommy. And then I was going to eat a bowl of ice cream, but no! I had a coconut popsicle, which is a good invention but not icecream and not in front of Tommy. And then I was going to lift my head up and show my neck because I like the way it looks tonight, especially the throat area. Ooh, I'm all sexy and stuff. I like those two lines like intentations in the skin I guess, that define the esophogus area. And I'm sure Tom would have liked it too. Oh the things I was going to do!
I was going to shake my leg and then the other and then I wouldn't stop and then I was going to tell somebody that that's what I was doing and isn't it great. But I am doing it now, so isn't that great?
And I was going to finish One Flew Over the Cuckoo's nest because I saw Ally reading it and enjoying it and it reminded me to, but I haven't touched it yet. And I was going to pretend to take a stack of books: "Ethics" Bonhoeffer, "Naked" David Sedaris, "Wit" (it's lime green with that head I got the inspiration for to draw), and One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest and also Maniac Mcgee, just to slip in a shiny covered older kid's book. Oh yes, and The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstien if I only had it. But that wouldn't work because it's also lime green. Damn it. And I was gonig to take these into school and set them on my desk in literature class, but not really because I wasn't really going to do this, just for a second though I was in my head.
And I was going to enjoy a shower where I would proceed to do like old days where I would act. I would be dealing with an immense grief but I would hide it you see. No one would know, only me when I got in my shower and the grief overtook me and I buckled down to my knees with my face in my hands and cried more tears than the shower could produce water. And in other scenarios I would take down the shower curtain as I fell and the pole would fall on my head and knock me out or I would get bloodied up and pretty much bleed to death if the shower was glass. And there would always be a video camera in front of me catching my award-winning acting. And I would be the actress that would be so entirely comfortable being nude on set. And other times, (which I was going to do also!) I would be an innocent virgin girl, which I am, mind you, taking a shower, not suspecting a thing in the world. And suddenly the man of my dreams walks in suspecting nothing but I guess the shower to be running with no one in there and he opens the curtains and I freeze. I'm completely terrified and shocked yet somewhat excited and I quickly try to cover up my parts but it doesn't work well. But in this scenario my hair would be long enough to cover my breasts like that one Alanis Morisette music video except the blurry part would be covered up by my hands. And the guy looks at me and he knows he wants to do something but also knows he can't so he either closes the shower curtain and walks away chuckling to himself or he comes in the shower with his clothes on and we kiss passionately and I don't worry about looking wet and naked anymore. And so...I was going to do my acting scenario in the shower but I didn't and/or haven't yet.
And last night I was going to buy a coffee at Starbucks but I felt weird doing that for several reasons: 1.) I hate spending my own money , 2.) Edric seemed hesitant and said we ought to go back to Swayzes because my dad might be there. 3.)I didn't really want the coffee, it just seemed like the thing to do at the moment. So we ran across the road without really looking and I was trying to keep up but I can't run fast and I was like, ah! I'm going to get run over, but not really because that car up there isn't down here yet.
And I was also going to play The Sims on my computer because I felt I really should instead of playing like 8 consecutive games of spider solitaire. And then that's when Tom and Chris and some other people talked or might have talked to me. I don't remember well. But anyways I wasn't going to play The Sims after that, but I felt all restless as I do at this moment.
And I was going to chew on this piece of dried up glue that was attached to a carton of orange juice which had a straw attached to it. BUt it would have tasted like chemicals and such, or whatever is in glue or whatever that stuff is that is used to stick things to orange juice cartons that come in 6 packs with these cool straws that open up bigger and curve inwards slighty at the top so you don't cut your lip or something. But you know, I did do that. And I do have that yucky taste in my mouth. But at least I have bits of chewed up dried glue or that-stuff-that-is-used-to-stick-things-to-orange-juice-cartons-that-come-in-6-packs-with-these-cool-straws-that-open-up-bigger-and-curve-inwards-slighty-at-the-top-so-you-don't-cut-your-lip-or-something and they have these tiny bite marks that look like zebra stripes on them. And oh, that sentence phrase thing was quite difficult to type out and I wasn't going to do that but I did and now it looks stupid.
And oh the things I was going to do! Damn it.
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