Elizabeth

http://xkcd.com/137/


I wanted to run away. I wanted to kiss a boy, or at least have the guts to smile. I wanted to go to night party and get pissed, drunk off my ass, smoke a little, maybe barf on the nice carpet. I wanted to get on that bus and go to the beach, go to a cafe and just sit and sip alone. I wanted to at least pass by the places where I know they are hiring, maybe ask for information.

But I couldn't stop. I just kept walking along the same path I always walk, standing at the same corner, waiting for the light to change. And crying a little.

I'm crawling out of my skin...

No, I have no shame.
Okay, that's a lie.

But I do do lots of foolish things. What can I say, I'm a comical being. I like to make people laugh. But then again, I'm weirdo.

Anyway, I think some people can be a little over critical with their 'image'; reluctant to dance because they say they don't know how (even though they'd liek to), or... idk. I don't take myself to seriously (probably why no one else does). Thinking of how you embarrased yourself when you fell on your ass on the slipery floor, or said the wrong word in an oral presentation, and feeling just a little like a loser, I'm over that. No one will remember in a week. No one will remember you existed in 100 years:rip:. Life's to short to hold yourself back, so have a little fun.



P.S.: yeah I jumped in the pool and got suspended. It was fun, the water was great, Mr. Tanuki was there too, and I'd do it again [put that in your pipe and smoke it, Rene ]