nadya

Earliar today I hung out with my friend, Forrest. And I love Forrest because he has this way of getting into my head and forcing out thoughts I didnt even know I had. He makes me more real. He makes me defined myself and my world. Im a better, wiser person because of him. And thats all you can really ever ask for from a friend, ya know?

Anyways, i got home and immediately starting typing all these thoughts out. Cuz that's what i do. I have to make it tangible somehow. So now i have this long ass 2 page philosophical rant saved on my computer. I'd post it here.. but i'm sure you guys don't really give two shits about it. But if you do just let me know and i'll email it to you.

While Forrest and I were eating lunch some girl ran up to me and asked me who did my hair. I handed her a card with my sister's name printed on it. I hope she makes her feel beautiful.

Also, i saw my friend Joe walking past the window where we were eating and I started to tap on the glass when i realized how far away he was...then some little bratty 12 year old kid thought i was tapping at him and he gave me a snotty face. So i gave him the finger...now there's some sixth grader who thinks i was trying to get his attention just to say "fuck off"...all because of Joe. He changes lives.