Its funny how deceiving first impression can be.
I thought you were cooler than you are.
I'm grateful for the rain St.George got yesterday. Jazzy Javas open mic night was swell. I'm beginning to get annoyed of Eden hanging out with boy every night. I have a $5.00 fine for not cleaning thoroughly enough, I think the maintenance guy was just trying to be funny with me. I didnt find it funny. Hocus Pocus was on last night, that was the highlight of my Dixie experience. Not really, but probably the hightlight of this week. My homework is building up, and stacked very high in the back of my mind. Perhaps i'll decrease it to half the amount by midnight tonight. My biggest pet peeve, above popping knuckes, is when people (boys) don't tell you exactly how they feel. I dont care how random, rude, creepy, or whatever they may think it will be... it is still so much better when people are open. It shows a huge lack of confidence when you hold it in. I've had so many frosted flakes that it hoits. The third person working behind a counter discussed with me the difference between my clothing and the average person in St.George. I'm not trying to stand out, I just am unaware as to where these people get their clothes. I know upper class St.George girls wear aeropostale from the DI, not that there is anything wrong with that. But, I am not upper class. I wonder if they have a GenX around here, I havent seen the large massive store around here anywhere. Perhaps I will find it and try to fit in. Dixie boys are.... interesting. They don't compare to the boys at home.. which is funny, because I was so excited to leave those boys behind. I miss them now. There was one boy.. I thought he was cool, cute.. but he's actually really rude. and my first impression was very far off. I feel the need to go on a cruise. carribean cruise.
I wan't to get away from this getaway.
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