Monday, January 03, 2005
"Oh Jesus Nicole, what is wrong with you? I almost wish he'd been killed by that damn zamboni."
Had a terrible dream last night. Rachel was sleeping over and so was Helen, they woke me up talking. It was really light outside, the sun was crazy bright. I said what time is it? Rachel says 11 at night, but it's still bright so lets go to Noriega. I said okay, but I didn't want to go, but I went with her to ask mom anyway, because I knew for sure she'd say no way, were you always this stupid? But mom was so out of it she okay'd the plan. We were just going outside when we got this flyer that said Rodney and a bunch of other people had died, something to do with a zamboni accident. I cried a while, but Rachel said that's just a rumor, and he's just a random, stop it now.
We went outside and it was sort of cloudy like rain was coming, but it was hot out. We ran into a crowd of 20 or so celebrities, including Rodney Whatever, Reese Witherspoon, and Ryan Phillippe. Rachel said whoa, he's hot! I said yeah, I agree, and then I realized she was talking about Ryan Phillippe, and I was like no I meant... Nevermind, because I didn't feel like saying Rodney was hot. Ew, please tell me I'm not dreaming about my subconcious feelings for that thing.
I think she left me because she was thinking gross Nicole, I wish that zamboni really had gotten that crazy, what's wrong with you? But I was really worried because it was 2 in the morning, starting to get really dark. I went back home and the power kept going off, and Grandma said go to bed you stupid, I don't care that you lost your precious Rachel, you need to sleep, you have school tomorrow! So I almost called Rachel's to see if she'd gotten home safely, but I didn't want to explain to her parents that I lost their daughter, and she was roaming the streets with some celebrities and an "attractive," Texan. (DON'T BOTHER ME ABOUT THAT, IT WAS JUST IN MY DREAM! Seriously, that's just not okay.)
Just then, I got like 6 or 7 pages on my phone all at once, and I thought, oh good, it's her, no more worries no more southerners, but my phone froze. It was a phone virus that spammed me with all these messages to shop at Target.
Then I woke up, and I had to go to school.
Went back to school almost died getting up before noon. Brain in such a fog, honestly expected to walk in and find Rachel. Almost cried upon finding schools only Fillipinos nothing like Rachel. Principals meeting was about college and applications I don't worry obviously going to 7th choice or lower with my bad attitude.
Got some really disturbing upsetting news from Rachel cried for a long time. Just now realizing what the news truly means, crying a lot more. And what's with my dream involving Rachel and death right before the news?
Went to Eleanor's very first birthday party HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELEANOR. Let's all be happy.
Nicole blew up the banana stand at 9:11 PM
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name: Nicole Bluth
age:15!
school:CSH...
birthday:10/18/89
Quit asking me what I'm going to be when I grow up, everybody. Shouldn't it be clear to you that I'll never grow up? "I'm impolite and I make fun of everyone..." Yeah, I think you get the point...
LOVES
Randoms, being random, being Jewish, The Pope, Jesus, carbohydrates, love, Moulin Rouge!, Arrested Development, Shmexers, lipgloss, secret quiche, sneaking around, big earrings, irony, the hot detective, the disabled brother, Pedro, avoiding homework, making others feel uncomfortable, bothering adults, sass, Schick Quattro guy, defending Hilary Duff.
HATES
Growing up, being told to grow up, adults who are rude to me before I even get a chance to be rude to them, punks, changes in routines, homophobes and haters, milk chocolate, blood and gore, The O.C., 15-year-olds. And I have a low tolerance for people who refuse to have fun with me.
Today's Quote
ROBOTOGUAPO! SEE EMMA? I TOLD YOU I HAD OUR JOKES!
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