So I'm thoroughly enjoying my post-graduation summer. Here in Clinton, IA things are really hopping. I mean, I work in the Captain's Nest of a tugboat along the Mississippi, I can glance into baseball games across the street weekly (go Lumberkings!) and there's an adult novelty store that sounds like it's a children's bookstore in the main downtown ( Read more... )

With around two weeks to go, I'm excited. Busy, but excited.

But currently, I feel defeated.

October 2005....

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I have a job this summer!  Now to plan my fall...

I love it when people log out of special accounts, like livejournal, for example, and the computer doesn't actually log them out...so then the next person on that site gets to post a random message upon the journal as the real person's own thoughts...

By the way, I love Alana.

Bad touch by the Blood Hound Gang? Possibly one of the greatest things to come out of my freshman year of high school....undoubtedly.

I really love most of my students...but my children's theatre (intermediate acting) class is pushing it. I mean, they're worse than any of the junior high kids I've dealt with. But I love my Shakespeare class. They get it.

A little less than three weeks till I'm done.
A little over a month till I graduate.

I'm ready.

Captain Josh is also teaching me ( Read more... )

As I woke up today, at around 3:00, I drank some water and ate some food and then watched Power Rangers...the "lost" episode. Now, I ask you: is there really any better way to wake up and start the day?

I'm just killing time until 2:45 this morning and then I'm off to New York till Friday. I'm excited.

I've had so much fun in Nac these past two days ( Read more... )

My brother and I just had the coolest snowball fight in history. I'm completely soaked.

Okay. I've just reread some of my previous entries and what the hell? Isn't it funny how important some things seem at the moment and then, even seconds later are in that should-never-have-been-written categories? I think it's funny how my friends and I consider ourselves mature and then I reread what if written and I recant the thought in ( Read more... )