If it doesn't kill you, It means you're still alive, Just more miserable.

Well I have to admit I've been slacking off in the blogging department but I have a semi-excuse: no one has written anything since July. I found out otherwise when I checked for updates on Emma's blog and saw that I had missed alot, so here I am, going to inform you about...moi. So, I went to Journey's in Watertown New York mall and I was trying on the knee-highs and this guy (my age-ish, dark brown hair, converse, jeans, dark blue eyes) comes in to try on PURPLE CONVERSE! I am very proud of him for trying to take that plunge of kooliosoness. Anyway his mom said that the knee highs looked cute and I had to inform them that I couldn't get them because I have uniforms. And he said ''Wow.That.Must.Suck" < --- a whole 4 words! Later he turned to me and asked what school I went to. Crap. That practically meant that he wanted to know more about me but that was a 2-hour drive from where I live and is across the country so nothing stood a chance. I am still in mourning about cute converse guy and how he will no longer be in my life. Well he wasn't really "in" my life for more than 10 minutes but the possibilities are endless. That's all for now. Oh and the gangsters are hitting on me now?? I thought there was Emma for that! :P anyway ciao! -sarah