Sinister: summer songs and things going wrong

[Etheriel99 at xxx.com]

Hullos!
Firstly, I've suddenly been prompted to finally speak.  It's been a while 
since I've posted something on this list.  I've been quiet for far too long I 
suppose.  But anyhow, I just wanted to inform Big Stu that he is not alone in 
not having even someone to have a mini-crush on.  Sadly either do I.  I work 
at a grocery store and am finding myself oddly attracted to some of the stock 
boys, who under normal circumstances I would not give a second look to if 
they were walking down the street.  Not that they aren't attractive in their 
own respective ways, I just suppose that they aren't really my cup of tea, 
that's all.  And it's not that I have a crush on them, because I know what 
crushes are like and what they feel like; when you think about the person you 
like, you feel as if you're heart's in your throat or you're on a 
rollercoaster that's speeding down a hill.  It's a feeling of excitement that 
I can't really describe at this point since I've been locked in this Toronto 
suburb of mine for far too long.  So sadly I've not been getting out much.  
But I don't have crushes on my fellow employees, I just find myself attracted 
to them out of boredom.  
I guess I could say that this is perhaps the worst summer to date.  Last 
summer was incredible: I thought I was in love and everything was like a 
beautiful movie.  This summer I feel like nothing is getting done -- except 
maybe work.  I'm losing all most of my friends to the evil arms of Montreal 
in September, and I'm off to University trying to hack it alone.  I've spent 
a Summer Wasting I suppose.  I should be living it up, but here I am stuck at 
home with nothing to do cos all my friends have to work early in the morning. 
Blah.  Still, without a doubt, I'll probably be able to remember this summer 
all thanks to Tigermilk, which I suppose is a good thing.  It's a bit of a 
tradition; I always grant myself a summer song ( though it usually grants 
itself) each and every summer.  The summer of grade six is thankfully chained 
to the melody of the Cure's "Friday I'm in Love" and not Right Said Fred.  I 
know for sure that Tigermilk will forever remind me of this past summer of 
security -- my last as I see it.  By September my whole world will be thrown 
into tumult: a new school, new friends, a new place.  Hopefully B&S will come 
up with something new for my transition period this September. 
Take Care everyone.
Hugs and Ladybugs,
Cindy
p.s. I went to the Looper show the other night, but sadly I couldn't see a 
thing.  But I enjoyed the videos very much.  And I agree, wee karn isn't 
incredibly wee.  But I suppose she's short compared to most  of the people in 
the band and that's why she's got the name.  Correct me if I'm wrong, but she 
looked like she was about 5 feet tall. I guess that constitutes "wee" status. 
 Unfortunately I missed the cameraman getting accosted by Karn. Darn.
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