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2002-04-27 - 12:19 a.m. there's talk on the street, it's there to remind you. doesn't really matter which side you're on...the eagles i ain't to proud to beg for something that i can call my own...tlc r.i.p. left eye aye, matt is knocked out, whatta surprise. coachella is tomorrow, and i just found out that "they" want to take my car. i don't know why, but i'm very nervous about taking it. i don't want to go as far as saying that i "feel" something is gonna happen, but something like that. i get these funny feeling sometimes, but i don't think i'm psychic at all. last week, i was driving home from work, and thinking, 'i wish that subway stayed open later coz i'd love to have a sandwich'. so, i stop at my parents to drop some pictures off, and my mom asks if i'd eaten. i tell her no, and she pulls a subway sandwich out of the fridge. seems that's where they ate dinner, and she bought me one just in case i didn't have dinner. also last week, we are listening to a country radio station, and the two girls i'm working w/ are saying how country isn't so bad, and it was like a nice change from what we usually listen to. then, one girl says, "you know what song i like that they play on this station"? i immediately knew it was the alan jackson song about september 11th. just as i'm thinking this, she says, "that one song about 9/11, that one guy sings". so, i say, "alan jackson". and, she's like, "yeah". i told her that i knew that she was gonna say that, and then i told the girls about the subway thing. she immediately responded w/ a crack about picking her lottery numbers, or some such nonsense. i, of course, instantly regretted informing them of my "otherworldly powers". i felt like a chump. oh well. i know there is some logical explanation, but, i don't know what. it's kinda funny since i totally believe in ghosts, and supernatural phenomenon, and the like. only, i couldn't, not even for a second, think that any of that would/could apply to me. it's like when i want to buy some daring clothing. i always think, that would look sooo cool, but not on me. well, i hope i have fun this weekend, and that the bands are cool. and that we all have fun, and don't do anything dangerous, or stupid. yes, i'll be the group mother - story of my life. goodnight little friend. |
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