Plastic Shoes and Keira Knightley

I am sitting writing in my bed right now. I am writing in my journal, which I hate to do. Handwriting is for squares, I say! It makes me feel like every other 15-year-old girl, writing in her journal about how Kyle asked her out for next Saturday night, but she has a curfew of, like, 9:30, so she doesn’t know what to do! Oh, and what if Kyle tries to kiss her? Should she? Or would that make her seem loose?

Well, I am not one of those girls. I am sitting here wondering about going out with Erin next Saturday and how she is leaving really early and I am probably not going to be able to snag a kiss, let alone cop a feel.

I am going to dinner at Buca De Beppo and then to see a movie with all my friends from school today. I plan to look fantastic. I am wearing a very pretty, sleeveless, low-cut, collared white shirt, and light colored jean shorts with these $80 dollar, off-white, plasticy, very vogue, high heels I bought at Macy’s, they are pretty fucking awesome! And sometime during the course of dinner, or shopping before the movie, I plan to say, “The only reason I am super excited to see ‘Pirates of the Caribbean’ is because there are two totally hot people in it”, and someone will probably say something like, “Yeah, Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom.” And I will be like, “No! Johnny Depp and Keira Knightley!” But even if no one asks me who the two hot people are, I plan on clarifying that one of them is Keira Knightley (who is fucking FINE). And my friends will be all embarrassed because I plan to say this loud enough for the people around us to hear (I have a naturally loud voice anyways). And they may think this is weird and ask me if I am “A LESBO or something.” But they will probably just pass it off as me being me, because I am often highly inappropriate.

And also, I have decided to start a new thing, every post I will have a GOD, Goodness of the Day, my sort of "god" for that day, something, just an actual item that made me happy.

GOD=Keira Knightley