#drink beer

Apparently drinking alone is okay now.  I saw a shooting star and made a wish and sat outside and listened to this Jason Mraz song I just heard on the radio and I was sitting on the stoop and I wish I had a deck or backyard or whatever.  Oh wait I guess I do, but I'm not allowed on them.  I wonder why my roommate who is a secret smoker doesn't secretly smoke in the backyard b/c she's the only one with access.  I called Abigail and she answered the phone and it was great and I am happy feeling not hollow and I got this fortune cookie that I taped to my wall and I taped a snowflake on my door.  And I have work tomorrow.  Oh man.  Alone drinking.  I wonder if I'll feel like a shit in the morning.  Maybe, but I feel great now.  And I want to sing SO LOUD.  And I wanted to smash a beer bottle on the ground and I didn't.  Because I'd have to clean it up.  And I want to climb things.  And I want to go to my school and play on the jungle gym when no one's around.  And I want to dance.  I want to be on the roof.  I don't give a shit. I want to jump.  I want to fly. OH MY GOD 11:11 is coming up... what to wish for?  I need to go to bed.  I love.