bethb's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- a confessional I got caught singing *realllllly* loudly (and poorly, might i add) in my car today. i should also probably add that i was, as the kids say, 'getting down'. well, as 'down' as one can get to burning airlines....it wasn't the new madonna single, that, god help me, i really kida dig. yeah, that 'hey mr. dj' song. that's the one. if you like it too, let me know i'm not alone. ok, it's confession time, here at bethb.diaryland.com here goes: I don't want to be famous or rich, i don't need either, but i would like to be universally well-liked.*. I watched N'SYNC's 'mtv's greatest moments' or whatever it was, on tv this weekend because i was at my parents house and i could and i did. (MTV also played it, oh, constantly) and i sat there actually trying to decide which one i thought was the cutest, and kinda decided on the Vj dave or whatever who was knee deep in 14 year old girls. but i think my heart belongs to lance bass. plus, he has the coolest name- not ever, but for now at least. and if we get married, i would be beth bass. eww....that sounds like a fish. have i mentioned i am 27 years old?.*.i am a victim of inconspicuous consumption. doing laundry, i realized that i now own enough clothing for an entire red/orange load and was pretty pleased with myself, so i told people.*.i once fell asleep on my arm and when i woke up, i didn't recognize it or feel anything when i poked it and FREAKED out because i thought it belonged to someone else.try explaining that to a panicked roomate.*. i try to move things with telekenesis. constantly.*. i think about turning back time with recalling the first moment i heard a song, or tasted a popsickle or met a person.*.i watch crapp-ola teen shows like Sabrina, Saved by the Bell and California Dreams every sick horrible chance i can get.*.i get really frustrated when people don't understand me.*. i throw things when my anger gets outta whack and scare myself.*. i cry more now than i ever have in my life time.*. i dream of rollercoasters and secret rooms. one of which i understand, the other, not so much.*. i hold entire imaginary conversations with people, trying to anticipate what they might say so that i might say something funny any make them laugh.*. i hate myself for being awkward and weird.*. i am addicted to lip gloss.*.i have a pez dispenser collection that is too big for one girl in a small apartment.*. i have a big fat lovable cat who i adore and treat like a princess, but worry we are too dependant on each other.*. maybe more later. xoxo beth b. ps. don't go spreadin' that stuff around, 'kay? 20:01:50 - 2000-09-18 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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