and so do the girls who wear t-shirts and sneakers.
oh well. i like sneakers better anyhow.
Jordie once yelled at some of our new ed guys because they said something about nice guys finishing last. "you dont understand! you are the kind of guys that girls wait for!"
Jordie's right most of the time. You see, we've got mother bear syndrome down to a science.
"shut up and put your money where you mouth is."
There are two people on this entire planet who are allowed to call me "baby". One is my mom. And the other is the night security gaurd at school, who is a kindly old black guy who saw me crying on the trunk of my car once. He's protected the girls from losers enough times, i figure he's earned the right.
The world is screaming many things, and God is saying something entirely different. You'd think it'd be easy, but i am too fearful to tell the difference between the two. Fallen hopes really just suck, and the same song's played on the radio three times tonight.
you just can't listen to "Old Time Rock and Roll" without a pair of boxers and a broom. It just isnt right.
speaking of which, i need to go charge my ipod and deliberate as to better handle my finances.
in other words, stop shopping.
night.
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