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Saturday, August 27, 2005

Whatever Happened-The Strokes


Mid-August in the sinking city
Originally uploaded by ~Ivan~.

I've got this SinKing FeeLing
Going DOWN

And Nothings Gonna Shake it

So tonight I am gonna prep for the school reunion by mixing Vodkas on Ice and Smoking Like a Mad woman on the patio....
Before heading over to the Ball....

If I had other mind altering items from my High School daZe...I would indulge in those as well.

Not that I do not look forward to seeing old friends...this time is different...all Graduating years will be there...not just my own class.

So the guys look down at the younger girls tables...glancing at those they used to date or wanted to date...and the Women look up to the Older years...doing the same.

Me....I dated those in my own year of graduation, except for a few in the year younger than myself and one in the year older. I wasn't a jock, but i was a Pom Pon girl...out on the fields and court at half time...usually after a few pre game cocktails with friends...come on ...it was high school and during my senior year MOST of us were of legal age to drink back then...18.

A lot of people did not enjoy their high school years...I LOVED it. I loved my classes and my friends...and my HAIR looked fabulous!
College was awful for me...when MOST people think back at that as their greatest time in younger aged History...I saw College as torture.
So I will see old flames...they will see me...H will socialize with ALL of the girls who flock to him...pretending they think he went to the same school. He will flirt...i will not care. (Like i said before...he has such damn charisma...why won't he use it on me?)

Australia will be there. We will make small talk.
Ever see the movie Gross POint Blank with John Cusak...that is just what this night will be like. Old retro music...name tags...I shall remember to bring a sharp pen and find that BITCH of a so called BEST FRIEND that never calls me anymore now that we have gotten old. I plan to stab her in the Heart...she stole a few boyfriends of mine on the rebound.

Did I say she was a BITCH??

Yeah...Whatever Happened to the good old days?
Whatever Happened to ME?
Whatever Happened to HIM?

...Whatever HappenS tonight
May just Need to be Forgotten!

Still Sinking
Mental Note: Eat Something before drinking

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