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9.23.2012

hey; welcome.






the other day, i was sitting on the bus. and i was thinking; as usual. except for i was thinking about something out of the usual. i was thinking about other humans. and i know that is vague, but that is what i was thinking about. there was a sign that said, stolen chocolate lab. and it had the information and description listed below. i thought, why would someone want to steal a chocolate lab? that never really happens. people just don't steal dogs, only on movies they do that. like air bud. was the dog really stolen, or were the owners just mistaken? did they not want to admit that they dog could have just run away? i wonder who the owner's were. i considered calling them, and telling them i think i might have their dog. and then i would meet them; but that would be rude, because i don't really have their dog. i guess that would also be a lie. i wonder if the owners had little kids. and the dog and the kids were best chums. also, i was thinking about a boy in my neighborhood. his mom and me are friends. she said, you know i think the problem he has is he thinks too much. and too deep. but he said he though you were cool. then that got my thinking; me and that boy are the same. i think too much. and too deep; and then when i say something, people don't know how to respond, because it's too deep for them. or they just don't understand. i wanted to walk up to that boy and say, "hey, you know something. you and me got the same problem. we think too much." probably at this point he would conclude i have some physiological problems. but i just want him to know we are the same. but i can never do that, because i have to walk home with this girl from my neighborhood. and the boy walks in front of us. sometimes i wonder if he is listening to what we are saying.
and on a quick note.
on friday, i had fun. and it was real fun; fun that i haven't had for a long long time. when i came home, i just sat on my bed and thought about the night. how it all played out. i was so happy. i asked this boy if we were in love.
i think he heard, but pretended not to.
that was a smart move.

- soon, i will write a real blog post. probably. 
sarah.