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It doesn't look right :: Sunday, August 01, 2004 ::

No, there is nothing I think that doesn't look right. It's a song lyric. They're what I use for blog titles.

I guess it's now officially August. That means, what...two weeks until school starts back up? Dear Lord, that's too soon. I'm nervous about this year. Very, very nervous. Very, very, very nervous.

I need some little person to sit on my shoulder on tell me if I do something right or wrong. Let's call him...hmm...Ezekial. Ezekial would sit on my shoulder, and everytime I thought about doing something, such as IMing someone when I don't really know how we are in terms of friends, they would say "No, Nick, this is a bad idea because this person hates you and you should avoid them. After all, it's what they want and all you'll end up doing is annoying them." Or Ezekial could say "Go ahead. They have no problems with you and it's 12:30 and no one else is on and you are in a talking mood so go ahead! Be brave! Be desicive!" Or if that person could, like, you know, leave a comment on my blog telling my directly, I'd really appreciate it, because I hate feeling like I'm annoying someone. I'm paranoid, I swear.

HA! Me being desicive. Oh, yeah, that's going to happen.

Anyways, Ezekial could always be there for me. You know the Geico commercial where that girl was holding the gecko and they were running through the field of flowers? That would be me and Ezekial.

What should Ezekial look like...hmm. I get a sense Ezekial would probably have blue hair, probably short. He'd wear semi-punk, semi-prep clothes. He'd be popular with the girls (And guys, whatever his disposition might be) and would be very suave. Because that's how I want Ezekial to be. We'd be best friends forever. Who needs friends when you have Ezekial, after all. I should really go find some small doll with blue hair and sit him on my shoulder one day with a mini-"Hello, my name is Ezekial" name tag. Ah, Ezekial.

Okay, and being lonely bites. Not even sucks. Sucks is too overused so it lost its impact. It bites and I hate it and I'd love to fix that, but nothing works. It also doesn't help the two crushes I have are so unattainable, they might as well be girls because my chances with them are zero.

So. Saw The Village yesterday with Jesse. I liked it. I think it's bad that M. Night Shyamalan has put himself in such a position where you know there's going to be a twist and so you spend every second of the movie concentrating on what it might be, but, overall, I liked it. I thought Bryce Whatever-her-middle-name-is Howard was very good. And we saw Diana after the movie. That was nice to see someone outside of the group I've seen all summer.

And then I hung out with Simon and Liz for a little while today. We watched This Is Spinal Tap, which was, needless to say, hysterical. It's really weird how little I've seen or heard from Liz since we got back from Europe.

And someone else who I have seen way too little of since I got back from Europe? Heidi. Heidi, I'm going to hold you to that promise that we are going to see a movie as soon as you get back from your thing and I get back from my thing. Because, while we were still pretty close before this year, I think this year you really became one of my best friends. After all, who did I pull aside after that fateful day in Physics to talk to? You. So we will definitely go and see a movie. I miss you, after all.

And I have decided what Liz will be getting for her birthday. And, I swear, it will be the greatest gift she ever receives. She will love me for it. Of course, this all is contigent on whether or not I can afford it because, let me check, yep, I'm poor. But if I can afford it...ooo...it will be the best gift she ever receives.

My mom also refuses to buy me sleeping pills. She told me to wake up earlier (Which I've been doing...except for today, but that was just a fluke. I slept through my alarm), stop eating after dinner (Yep, done that too) or just turn all the lights off and lay there with my eyes closed (Um, yeah, that's a great alternative. I'll lie there bored for however long it takes. And, yeah, tried that too). I'm hoping I'll get some sleep at the beach because the beds at my mom's friend's house are so fucking comfortable it's not funny. Also, the ocean is a very nice, peaceful sound. But if that doesn't work, I'll buy the damn pills myself, because I'm not going back to school with sleeping habits like this. I'll be a zombie half the time.

I love the old bands I used to listen to all the time. Anuna, Fiona Apple, Sigur Ros, Coldplay, Moby...I've hit just some sort of musical nostalgia and started playing those bands over and over again.

Current Mood: Wide awake (Sadly) and...what's the best way to put this...finished?
Current Music: Fiona Apple - Love Ridden

:: Nick Sunday, August 01, 2004 [+] ::