Baby! Squee.

So we visited the newest ballet studio baby tonight. Do you know how small babies are? Well, of course you do, but it's just surprising when you hold one and look at it for a while. It's crazy. He started to get wiggly and cry after a bit while I was holding him. I suck with babies and animals. I'm always afraid I'll hurt them.

Oh dear, I almost forgot, my Spanish teacher freaked the hell out today. It was scary. One second obnoxious tall boy was jokingly snatching a water bottle from vaguely Avril Lavigne resembling girl, and the next, the teacher was screaming and accusing him of throwing a fake leg in the trash can yesterday. "Mrs. J, that was Miguel," said frightened tall boy, sinking into his chair, and teacher shrieked, "OH, OK! THAT'S RIGHT! YOU'RE RIGHT AND I'M ALWAYS WRONG!" and stomped out of the room with a "Damn it!" Issues, much? When she finally came back, she went on about how scared she was for the future with us running the country. "It's that blasted rap music," said senior quarterback boy, and we all laughed. Maybe we aren't very bright, if we would go so far as to anger the beast again. Eek.

My mom said the part about the freckles in "Such Great Heights" by the Postal Service was "silly." Not stupid silly, but cute silly, and then said she liked the song. I get this weird satisfaction when my parents like my music, it's like I've bridged a gap. Which is quite different than what I think teenagers are supposed to feel. What happened to "turn that noise down?" Where are my piercings and crazy friends, damnit! Wait. Crazy friends...check! But what about the piercings?!

"I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles in our eyes are mirror images and when we kiss they're perfectly aligned, and I have to speculate that god himself did make us into corresponding shapes like puzzle pieces from the clay." Isn't that just the sweetest thing you've ever heard? This is why girls swoon over boys in bands. They hope they'll write them songs like this. "BEN GIBBARD CAN I HAVE UR BABIES!!aldkfjasdkfjoawiejlkagsakjfd."

I wonder how many of these entries I write sitting in my room in a towel or underwear or nothing. Seriously. Ever think about who writes what you read? What if the author of your lit textbook likes to compile excerpts and write review questions in the nude? Ever think about THAT? Yeah, me neither. I need to go to bed, I think.

'Night!

2004-02-05 @ 12:00 a.m.

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