I find it hilarious that what I fear the most about going home is running into some not-so-much-my-acquaintances sort of girls from high school. After eavesdropping--I had no choice on that matter--for 5 minutes, I learned the following:
Their goals seem to be to talk about their embarrassingly inebriated moments at last night's party and to point out other girls' imperfections.
Apparently, *Cheryl's boots were "like totally cute" almost to the point where *Britney "sorta wants to, like, kill [her] for them."
Fortunately enough, I find my headphones right after that, and drown out their nasal squawking with some Ella Fitzgerald.
Cheers to the Granada Hills Charter High School Class of '07.
*Names have been changed not for the other parties' privacy, but for my own peace of mind.
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- A song sung to convince someone to love you... Every humansong is as unique as a fingerprint. When you open a window in the spring, the air is sometimes filled with them. --Nicole Krauss