i leave for france tomorrow à l'après-midi.

if you want a postcard, email or IM me your address. otherwise, you don't get one. because. well i don't have the school directory anymore, and i don't know if you want one.

and if you don't know my email or screen name... ask someone who would. bwahah.

There was a Blood Drive this morning at school. Only requirements being that you're 17, healthy, and a certain weight.

I didn't weigh enough.

And I think I'm entirely too proud of that fact.

You know, sometimes I forget that people are... people. I'll just think of them as these beings that happen to fill the space and interact with me and I'm friends with them but only a select few can feel. I forget that the world doesn't revolve around what goes on in the lives of me and my friends ( Read more... )

This is the (four day) week from hell.

I'm living for Sunday. France time.

Discussing my surprising skill at dirty looks, the topic came up of how awful I made this certain boy feel. So when said boy mentions that he wrote a poem about me, what is the proper response ( Read more... )

I love how I failed to update on my Valentine's Day. And now I really don't feel like talking about what I did. But here's the rundown: Rehearsal. Haircut. Date with my couch ( Read more... )

Happy Hallmark Day, I'm tired and going to sleep. I'll write more tomorrow about my day-of-nothing-but-rehearsal.

Well. There was sushi. But that was pretty much it.

I've always been under the impression that livejournal is for the more "serious" and "intellectual" writer, which would explain the rarity of my lj entries. I'm not a very deep person. Well, that's not really true. I guess I can be, but then I feel all inferior when I read other journals and they sound intelligent and coherent ( Read more... )

Just a quick thought since I haven't written in here for a very long time. And since I also hate history.

But everything would just be so much easier if sleep weren't necessary for my body and mind to function.

That is all. Good night? Maybe. But I'm probably still studying while tired instead.

It's so much fun when you find out that your friends think that you're boring, plain, and that you don't know how to let loose ( Read more... )