I had one of these weird thoughts last night.
If I wasn’t myself, would I want to be friends with me??? *lol*
I think this online test (see last post) made me think of it and I was just wondering what it would be like to know myself as a “friend”… like, I am someone else and I am friends with “Sannie” :)
would I think “Wow, what a cool person” or more like “losen up a little” :) it’s not like I am not having fun, but I am not the big “party girl” and sometimes I get the feeling that everyone else is, but me! And if there’s something wrong with that (haha, Sanni, does that sound familiar? :))
I know, I am kind of a weirdo, you must think… but I just can’t help thinking about weird stuff like that sometimes (of course, I won’t post all of my weird thoughts on xanga :) I still want you to like me *hehe*)
So back to the every day stuff… I went on a long walk with Jon last night. I think we know our neighborhood by heart by now *lol* I just love walking around and looking at houses. I am fascinated how people decorate there homes and I love to peak into the windows. It’s so much fun to see how other people live. I also realized, Americans…. excuse me… Californians don’t use their garages as garages, but as storage lockers *lol* It is so funny (but surely due to most houses not having a basement), because they’re overflowing with boxes, bikes, and all kinds of crap. Oh yeah, and of course the occasional work bench ;)
When we got back, we watched some SATC (yeah, I am still into it, even though I haven’t mentioned it very much lately) and then I finished your letter, Cath. I put it in the mail this morning :)
And now I think it’s time to go home… I am hungry and I don’t feel like working anymore *lol* see you tomorrow.