I Wish My Name Was Mortimer

wearing: a smile ;) (okay, not JUST a smile, some jammies too. ...but hey, there's an idea for a future entry! :D )
eating: drinking smirnoff
listening to: "I believe in a thing called Love" by The Darkness... don't ask.

Lastnight we went to Matt's house. Matt dosn't have a special name, but he does have crutches, so I will lovingly refer to him as Gimpy or The Gimp or something along those fabulous lines.
Anyways, amidst the excitement (and by excitement I mean boredom - sorry Gimpster :P ) Mikey got into my head. That's right. He. read. my. blog. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! AAAAAAAHHHH! AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! lol, I don't mind when people read it, as long as I'm not there when they do. Or else it feels kinda weeeird. Oh, and after that 'Betty' and 'Veronica' got many a shoutout. ;) haha.
Anyways, the outing for me can be compared to the movie 'Cry Baby': the best part was when it was over. I don't know why I was feeling so blue. I think it was because there wasn't anything for me to do, combined with people not knowing when to shut up about 'Betty' and 'Veronica', combined with the excruciating annoyance of Mikey's "protection" of The Maestro, which is totally understandable, but by this point in time completely reasonless and uncalled for. (By the way, I've been meaning to bring it up with him but I thought better of doing so today. It would have probably been more of an attack than a reasoning-with, lol. I can get like that sometimes...0:) ) But I have since had a talk with My SexXxy, and I am better now. :)

I finished reading Lord of the Flies tonight. I am now four chapters ahead of my classmates, and very angry and bitter over the murder of Simon, my favorite character. *tear* Oh poor, fictional Simon, you live on, if only in my heart... *sobs*

hehe!

Ciao!