Monday, June 9, 2008
Maybe not from the directions you are staring at
We were standing on a corner trying to work out where to go. Everybody was shouting and pulling in different directions when he came over and tapped my shoulder. "I've got a present for you." He pulled up a huge suitcase and started to open it when he paused. "You're probably gonna hate it." So now I was worried. It was this square penguin toy with a zip up the back. I stretched out my arms to hug it and he hugged me instead but the angles were wrong and we just sort of collided. I tried to open the back of the penguin but he freaked out so I had to stop. There were a whole lot of of weird things in the bag with the same square penguin thing on it and he murmured something like they were backup ones in case I hated it and anyway it wasn't the real present there was something else but this other girl pushed between us and started a conversation about her dad's birthday. I was fidgeting with a roll of ribbon when she started cutting up this plastic sheet to protect the present she was giving her dad (I couldn't see what it was). She spent ages cutting it and I was sure it looked too small but she wouldn't listen to me. Another girl came up behind me and started bitching about what an idiot she was and how everyone knew what her game was. He pulled my arm and tried to talk to me but the plastic flew out of the first girl's hand and sliced his face in two. My finger broke as I tried to hold him together and I woke up as Julie bumped into the end of my bed as she was getting dressed.
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You're so crazy that you make me look normal.
You have no idea how tired I am.
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