Sunday, 6/30/02 - 7:56 pm.
I feel weird.
As if I want to be someone else for a while.
I see 11 minutes every hour. It's happened to me every two hours today.
I've been hearing about Pink the whole weekend. I even downloaded one song. I watched Making The Video, I watched Becoming, I watched an interview, I watched a short concert in London. I'm curiously wearing the kind of pants I'd never wear, at least in public. *Tommy*. I don't wear "brand" clothes, because I don't need to wear brand clothes. But I got these, that usually are $78, at $15 (why do people desing "season" clothes, anyway?). They don't fit, and I look like a trasher. Just like Pink in "get the party started". But that's ok. I just do it at home. I wouldn't do it in public.
Anyway, maybe it was all that, but I feel I needed to change. I love me (*awww*) but sometimes I need to take a break from myself. I'm too quiet.
I still don't know what to do to change. I'm too coward to cut myself (at a certain point, I thought it'd be fun). Vic does, but I can't. I can't sing. I can't play an instrument....
So I just ran with scissors, around the house.
And I aimlessly cut some hair locks. Mom hasn't noticed. No one has. Yet.
And I'm about to have pizza, watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles....III. Cowabunga, Simeon.