disclaimer: this is the life and times of meredith r. mistletoe. i'm making a slight attempt to disguise my identity and hide things that i write about and pretend i don't feel things i do. but if you read this and i don't know you read it, then you read it at your own risk. and you should let me know you're reading it... especially because a lot of the time things need clarifying or aren't quite true anymore or etc etc etc.
note: potential employers: please do not judge me on my diaryland. that's lame.
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2001-12-07 12:50 a.m.
i sat in the food court at the mall for too long today, and for some reason, instead of reading my book (life after god, by douglas coupland) i concentrated on two unattractive boys. they were irratating me, mostly i think because i wanted them to be attractive.
i really need a new boy actually, says me, who actually never knows what she needs in any way. ever.
senior drama was so good today, i love some of my friends so much. alison was so good, and fraser was so pretty, and mattdean and i are so funny. i even somewhat understood that shakespeare, which doesn't usually happen...
i love work. i really do, it's like a whole different side of me. seriously. but it's still me. (i'm happy with me, we're friends)
i really need some money, i should get someone to get my manager to pay me really really soon, like tomorrow. yeah, that'd be good. and hip. and knee. i don't even have enough for lunch tomorrow. fuck. there are so many things that i love so much in my life righ now and so much stuff that i am so unhappy with.
i really want my store. soon enough i guess. soon enough.
i don't know how it's all going to work. i really don't. i say i do because i want to know. and i want people to believe me when i say i'm going to have it. (but am i really?) i want it so much. i really have to start working on my business plan again.
i also have to get ready for christmas. real soon.
real real soon. i'm excited about the presents i got for people. i love it so much.
i really have to do something about the morman. it's the one thing that isn't settled, and me being stupid and needy and interested. the morman couldn't be what i need though, not ever.
goodnight
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