I'm a Toys R Us Kid... October 12, 2002 - 8:15 p.m.

He drove me all over town to simply find the Scooby Doo DVD. Two places were sold out, but we found it at the third place. And I ran into an old friend that I hadn't seen in a few years now.

I feel so strange talking to people. Even people that I see every day. So when I saw her, I simply rambled stupidity. No words of importance. No 'What have you been up to'. Just basically 'Here's my number... Talk to you later'.

Okay, so it may have been a bit more in depth than that. But not by much, I'm sure.

I'm so completely lacking in social skills.

I'm sure this is the majority of my issues concerning responsibilities and other grown-uppy things. But I've also made it very known that I don't want to grow up.

I want the luxuries and freedoms that are commonly associated with adulthood, but fuck the responsibilities. Give me the good stuff. Keep all that bad crap FAR away from me. I'm allergic.

Bleah.

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