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| sushininja (profile) wrote, on 1-21-2004 at 9:38pm | |
| Current mood: sick...tired...ornery... Music: BTO-Shotgun Rider... |
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| Monday morning, my great-uncle died...I had a dream that I was standing in my kitchen with Carmen when my dad came downstairs...he seemed upset...he told me that Uncle Ed had just died...In my dream, I did not take this well...luckily, the dream ended soon...at this point, our house phone rang...it was my cousin asking for my dad...I told her that he was off, and gave her his cell number...she told me that my Uncle Ed had just died earlier...I had that dream before I found out about his passing...if you ask me, it is very weird...it still creeps me out...how could I have a dream like that? Why did I have a dream like that? *Sigh* Tuesday night, I had a good time with Carmen watching the State of the Union...making fun of Bush is both easy and fun...haha... Today, school sucked...it was quite boring...got my exam results back though...at 79% in French, a 96% in Chemistry, and an "A" in Math (60/64)...band, we played Carl Orff's "Carmina Burana", an extensive and amazing song...in American Studies, we went over Vietnam War stuff...I'd have to say that this is my "favorite" war...I find it to be very interesting, because there is quite a lot of philsophy involved in this war, with so many levels to it...and plus, it shows that we aren't perfect, and we have blundered with that, and with many other things in the past...heh...not that I'm anti-American or anything, it's just good to have humility... After school, well, actually before school, I felt sick...I didn't have enough time to use the restroom before school, and becuase I've got this damned fear, I waited till I got home to use the restroom...I used the restroom thrice between getting home and leaving for work...work sucked, had to clean up a lot of books because of fucking children...I fucking hate those children...cause me so much strife...gosh! After work, I came home, used the restroom often, and read my book...after awhile, Carmen came and picked me up to go to Meijer, to develop my film...oh yeah, my car rolled over to 200,000 yesterday...took pictures of it with my uncle...I had a good time with him yesterday...he found it funny that I was taking pictures of my odometer...we get along well... Tomorrow, I'm going to the morturary for my Great-Uncle Ed, who was 91...his body just gave out because of his Alzheimer's... Everynight since the beginning of October, I have talked to Carmen save for when I went to Buffalo, Myrtle Beach, or I fell asleep...it's become part of my life...something that is always that...that I know will be there...at the end of the day...sure it causes me to be tired at school, but I deal with that fine...at it is enjoyable, to talk that late at night...these conversations we have are long, but important...what we discuss needs to be discussed, because it helps...yeah... And I seem to be really picky lately...and for that, I'm sorry...letting small things bother me...with no good reason for them to bother me...I'm really sorry about these occurances... Et enfin, Carmen and Britt giv eme the best back scratches ever...nothing can seem to top them... Quote of the day: "Someday When my life has passed me by I'll lay around and wonder why You were always there for me" |
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| Anonymous | 01-21-04 10:15pm *hug* |