I was in a wreck today. It was pretty bad - the car -- MY future car -- was pretty much totaled, I think. Well, it's not in a drivable condition anymore. I was on my way to Cooper for a Revolution gig in Anson. This silver car was turning left on to Buffalo Gap from Clack. On red. She must have started through the intersection when the light was at ( Read more... )

Ugh, I have to write an introduction for English tonight that I'm NOT looking forward to. I'm trying to put it off, but I really shouldn't. I have to practice, too, or PI's gonna kick me out of his office. "If you miss a note, a single note out of tune, miss just one shift, you're out of here, Christine!" He's kidding (I think), it's just a mental ( Read more... )

I just got back from San Antonio. It was fun, but I don't think it was worth the trip. We didn't even compete, but AHS did, yay for them. Stupid freshmen, ugh. There was this couple chaperoning that was sooo weird. Like, at midnight, the woman knocked on our door told us to turn out the lights and go to sleep. She was standing right outside our ( Read more... )

Well, I just read a 3 page word document full of Brandon's text messages to me since last January. Well, there's only one in January, it says "duh," but the rest are from May onward. Now I'm... glum, I guess. I think he really was in love with me... I know I was with him. It's just sad that we had so much, and then it's all gone now... Mostly, ( Read more... )

Have a great spring break, everyone! Mine's going to suck.

--
Christine

I don't know what happened to the Brandon I loved. He's gone.

So I had this dream last night...

( The dream - Warning: slightly steamy )

I'm going to write this like I write to Brandon, because I think I'm too out of it to write any other way. And my subconcious is driving me to. I don't have a choice ( Read more... )

How am I supposed to follow my 12-step program?!? I'm breaking every single rule. I can't help it! If an alcoholic sees an unattended beer cooler, what are the odds that he won't have one? Not very good, right? Well, what about when the beer bottle walks up to him and says, "I miss you!"? Can I help it that he's walked up to me and handed me a note ( Read more... )

Ok, the wedding is over now! I get my life back for a little while. We played the Cotton Eyed Joe, which is definitely NOT wedding material. Well, they were hicks, and they asked for it, and they called us the Cougar Fiddlers, even though that's not even the right name, and only 2 of us play "fiddles" and only 2 of us are from Cooper. At least they ( Read more... )