I miss Arthur so much. It is so hard to have him gone. Not even because he's my boyfriend, but just because I'm starting to forget him. Or that he was ever here. It really bothers me. And it's only been 3 months.

On the other hand, 3 months is longer than my average relationship (if you take Arthur from the list). So I'm doing ok in that regard.

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I'm recording a CD for my senior project. If anyone knows anything about getting my mix louder, please tell me.

Chris ordered us all senior sweatshirts that are hilarious. They have a picture of some arbitrary graph that approaches a limit on both sides, but then cuts off and has a little piece of the graph disconnected from the rest, and underneath it reads "NO LIMITS ( Read more... )

So our practice just ended, and Dad came into the living room. Mom said, "Oh, you didn't go to the session?" Dad said, "No, I lost my steam, and I wanted to hear Elizabeth singing."

Million bucks.

So, yesterday in Calculus class, I think we spent ten minutes talking about the cleanliness of Sam's room. Analyzing the different parts: floor, bed, desk. He wasn't putting up a very good defense.

We need to get out, we need to get away from each other. We are too dependent. High school needs to end. Now. Now.

We were standing around, all of us nervous and pedantic and very conscious of our proud parents talking about us in the corner ( Read more... )

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And today: 127.6 lbs, assumedly 13% body fat also.

I mean, unless I've had a major changeover with my muscle to fat ratio. Or organ to fat ratio.

I'm not entirely certain, but I think that my sister just called me "matricute."

But she definitely called me a masochist about the whole finishing the Fountainhead within the space of 49 hours thing.

Which makes me want to talk to Kyle Coberly, but I have no way of contacting him.

I suppose these things happen.