Wind advisories and snow squalls and i have to go outside. Today, the wind honestly sounds like a screaming creature from a horror movie, and it's ferociously rattling my windows trying to get in.

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skates: $500
coat:$150
cellphone (different incident): $250.

how i feel right now: fucking priceless.

my mom just sent me a greeting card full of these scary yellow happy faces, because it reminded her of me. I had forgotten that from the age of ten right into high school, i was obsessed with them. Calendars, stickers, posters, obnoxious plastic rings.

Some people like ladybugs, some people like dragonflies... i liked happy face paraphernalia.

Sometimes it is so weird to look back at yourself and not even recognize where you were coming from. Yeah, I remember many bad times from when i was a child, but I also have overwhelming memories of being an adolescent full of optimism, almost-manic cheerfulness, and a lot of laughter and energy.

It's hard to remember having that kind of faith in everyone. These days, i'd be much more likely to identify with gigantic Cynical Faces, whatever those look like.

1:31 p.m. - 2003-02-04