March 2012
Saturday, 1:30am, on the way home from what's been referred to more than once as a "triple date":
All of a sudden, my best friend says: “Well, I was talking to his mom, and she says he really likes you…”
…AND WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO WITH THAT KNOWLEDGE?
Cloves' death scene:
- In the book:
- Clove: CATO CATO!
- Cato: CLOVE!
- Thresh: ROCK!
- *Cato kneels over Cloves' body begging her to stay with him*
- In the movie:
- Clove: CATO CATO!
- Cato:
- Clove:
- Cato:
- Thresh: lol
- adults: any thoughts on careers?
- me: marvel was an asshole
- adults:
- me: but I like cato
- adults:
- me: what kind of name is glimmer
- adults:
- me: I'd hate to be in an arena with clove
- adults:
- me:
- adults:
- me:
- adults:
- me: oh you mean a job
i actually really love it when someone remembers small details and quirks about me or addresses me by my name at unexpected times like at the end of a sentence and i don’t know why but i just really, really do.
I'm officially a real teenage girl. :)
I’m legitimately laying here, on my bed, in shorts and an over-sized hoodie, on the internet, and texting some guy, which makes me giggle like a giant dork.
I can’t lie, I really do love this.
It’s nice to know that I really am human after all.
♥
