information connections journal
8:58 PM | 8/26/2008
I sang along while I was swinging

emily;


A conversation I had today:

Me: Hey! Haven't seen you in ages.
Passerby: *looks startled* Oh shit, Emily!
M: Oh shit? Haha must be pretty bad to see me, huh?
P: Oh no no no ... I'm just surprised that you're alone.
M: Oh?
P: Usually you're in a big group or something
M: I see ...
P: So what are you doing? No uni?
M: No, not today.
P: What are you shopping for?
M: Present for my boyfriend.
P: haha which boyfriend is it now?
M: *punches P* Hey! What is that supposed to mean?
P: Haha nothing.
*awkward silence*
P: Seriously, why are you shopping by yourself?
M: Why not?
P: It's weird

Shit, Constitutional Law just killed 40 pages of printing. Noooooo - all that lovely white reflex paper. *sniffs

I don't get it - why can't I shop alone?



I bit my tongue in the art of conversation
I don't know why
I don't know why
I met you once and I'd fallen for your notions
I don't know why
I don't know why
Do you believe that there are treasures in the ocean?
Did I say I'm just a boy
Just a boy - Angus and Julia Stone



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