Shake it shake it shake it girl, make sure you don't break it girl

Brett, you didn't call to tell me if you were working. But Kim told me, and we cried together. I think one day, you should NOT work and then call me and we'll watch a movie and have another party in which me, Danie, and Kim spend the night and we do not sleep at all and we run to the gas station at 6 am because we're hungry and you don't have any food atall.
I really think we should. Or take a road trip to Chicago. Either one.

I almost got kicked out of drama this week. Almost, meaning, I was. But after a lengthy talk with Mr. Cloutier, we came to an agreement and I was allowed to come back to class. I have to write. From now until January. It's like those journal entries we had to do, except it's just one big long one. And I have to tell him

a) who I am
b) who I want to be
c) where I'm going in life
d) why I want to do film
e) how I'm going to do it
f) etc, etc, etc

I was thinking "hey, that's not hard." But it is. It's really hard. Everytime I sit down to write about who I am, I draw complete blanks. I have a name, a face, but I'm so used to faking, I don't know how to be real. He noticed that too. I thought that was weird.
I guess who I am is a liar.
And who I want to be? Perfect. I want to be perfect in all aspects, and I want people to know who I am. I want random people I've never met to read about me in the tabloids because their lives are such shit, they need to hear about someone else's.

Yesterday, I watched The Fly with Danie, Adam, And Brent. I love that movie. It's so awesomly cheesy and not-scary. It's probably my favourite.
Then Brent had this stupid lighter that he couldn't actually light. A zippo? It smelled sooo bad, and it was really obnoxious the way he kept trying to be cool by doing tricks. I stole it, and was the annoying girl who steals things. Because that's how irritating it was to hear "fuck" every five seconds when he couldn't light it.
And Adam...oh that Adam. I've never hung out with him before. But it was fun, even though I was terrified of him the whole time.

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