warpednormal's Diaryland Diary

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nothing too interesting to say. i hate it when my dad points out my lack of exercise and my excess in fat. ugh!
i did the whole stay quiet and make depressing expressions to make my family stop making fun of the whole thing, but it didn't do too much. it was pretty funny anyway because my mother mentioned an article that showed how bad eating habits come from the father.
in fact, i just came back from a 6 course meal with them at some fancy french restaurant. my brother had a french project where he was given a list of restaurants he could go to, but we chose the most expensive one because..i don't know. we're too indulgent for our own good, i know. but it was nice. we talked about deep passion for books and movies, rob talked about ex-girlfriends and gambling, i talked awkwardly about the critical importance of nurses...we even convinced zach that accounting is his life calling (because he hates people and loves money)
i'm exhuasted.
i shouldn't have eaten that much.

i remember the homeless couple from montreal, and i should probably pray for them tonight (not that i ever pray) because the dude has a phone interview with safeway soon.
after the walk, i came out to go clubbing and they saw me in my clubbing outfit, and it was pretty funny. i enjoy my street friends a lot more than..most people. i even made friends with a panhandler, who sang about the electric guitarist across the street and 4 leaf clovers on some guys t-shit
it was cute.
ahhhhh

clubbing was alright too. malikah however has decided that she would stop drinking for as long as possible..which sucks because last year she and i were totally immature, drinking and smoking, hitting up trashy karaoke bars, all the while knowing we had class the next morning. a little bit distraught that she's given up on the whole having fun thing. anyway, it was fun despite that. i'm not sure why i have that desperate need to get a guy everytime i'm at the bar. i guess it might be because i'm surrounded by some amazing looking girls that the only way i'll feel ... good enough? wanted? sexy? is to hook up with a boy. its lame and i should just die.


haha . anyway. bedtime now. way too full for words, i feel like the food is coming up to my chest its that bad.

11:45 p.m. - 2010-10-21

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