lie sins & registration?

i've been thinking way too many thoughts about license photos lately. i'm scheduled for a new license photo op december 2006...but i am ready for a new one. the one i have now is from when i was 17, and it's not even my "funny" picture. my learners license could make it into a book that someone would sell on the front table at urban outfitters that would have "what were they thinking?" license pictures. that's actually a good idea for a coffee table book...i'll be so rich and spend my summers in japan hanging with my japa-friends and walking around town wearing one of my 5 airbrushed "see-through" skirts (pictured many entries prior to this one)

i'm assuming you've all seen sluts before, right? have you ever seen an animal (ex: deer, cat, pony, t-rex) freeze up in front of your car on the road; deer/cat/pony/t-rex in headlights? imagine a 16 year old girl, the wish-they-could look-like-a -hoe-to- attract-senior-guys kind of gal wearing a sheer purple shirt and sporting long highlighted hair and a lot of black eyeliner circling her eyelids. the flash was so bright; my face looked so greasy and my eyes were the size of pingpong balls.

everyone seems to play the "look at my license" game, and i wish wish WISH that was the picture i could show off. all i have is my lousy boring sweet girl photo with my hair pulled back and a huge smile on my face.

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a friend of mine played this game where he couldn't use the word "I" all day. he didn't last very long. it made me realize that almost every sentence out of my mouth is about me. i'm trying to work on that and talking about food less. the person writing this entry notices most when she meets new people that she, the person writing this entry, talks about food WAY too much, wondering if the new friend thinks she's a secret fatty.

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