Well.

I've always been really bad at keeping up with journals. Diaries. Those types of things. In fact, sticking with this for however long was quite a feat.

Yeah.

Home sick today. Sleepy. Very sleepy even though I've been getting to bed at a not-bad time.

And I need to make up the homework I didn't do over the weekend now.

Only I really just want to ( Read more... )

So much for explaining everything that's happened.

But I'm alive. Oh yes, I am alive. So alive, in fact, that I am quite able to trip up the stairs, bang my elbow on the rail and my shin on the step, and sit in shame while I listen to my dad laughing (he heard a crash from the other room). But alive.

So the "alive" tangent seems a bit more morbid ( Read more... )

Oh, all the things that have happened! Ok, start with Taylor's going away party....

Sitting around a table. McLeod on my left, Kat on his left. Talking about the ninjamobile or something, and suddenly:
Me: Robert says he wants my car.
Kat: *under her breath* That's not all he wants.
McLeod: That's not all he got.
And then silence as the freshmen ( Read more... )

I feel like I have to say something. Bursting to let it all out. To scream for joy or frustration or procrastination. Ask the world what I'm feeling because I obviously don't know. I've always had to ask a friend for my favorite book or movie when I'm out of it. S'good to have people who understand me that well.

But do I actually have anything to ( Read more... )

Well, so guess who I love? My amazing friends, that's who!!

Three exams left. Lots of chilling downtown. Movies and music and singing and laughing and it's almost summer. Got my schedule worked out at the Traders, and going to DC for college-searching in the very near future. Mmm, yummy colleges up there.

Speaking of yummy....Orlando Bloom with his ( Read more... )

En otro lado del espejo, todo es el mismo, pero todo es diferente.
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Tengo miedo del espejo. Puede ver mas que debe ver. La verdad? No se. Pero si no quieres ver la verdad, que pasa? No puede eligirla.

No se mucho. No se si pueda ayudar mis amigos. Cuando ellos la necesitan, que puedo ( Read more... )

After the play (great job, Abby -- get some mics, you silly theatre department!), I was driving home and got a call from Matt, so we went to a Wendys at 10 o'clock at night to dip french fries in a frosty. Keep in mind, I never eat fast food, so this was random and fun and very Matt-like. Ye was going to come, but in a rush to get there, she got ( Read more... )

There are a lot of things you can laugh at. Like how funny it is how quickly someone can fall. Only not funny. No, not funny. Curious? Interesting? Life-like?

Two papers. No more sleep. Priorities? I wish I were graduating. Don't think I can wait another year.

You're A Good Many, Charlie Brown on Saturday night. Break a leg, Abble-Dabble.

My ( Read more... )

I love my friends. Love love love love love. That's five loves. Plus an infinity ( Read more... )

Confused. Hurt. Sad. Angry. Lied to? Protected? Understood. Understanding? Hereditary?

But I guess things make more sense now. I mean...I'm not surprised, am I? And I guess this means I fit in more than I thought.

Making plans for after school tomorrow. Meeting Cat downtown, hopefully Aaron, Robert, and Riley will come. Don't feel like going home.

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