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Beagle147

:: 2004 19 September :: 11.38pm
:: Mood: stressed

Pretty much just writing to distract myself.

My mom had her surgery friday, and while it was really successful in terms of fixing the problem in her shoulder, she's a real mess. I'm skipping tomorrow morning to go with her to the doctor.

We finally celebrated me and my dad's birthdays this weekend. I got two books, including Michael Moore's Dude Where's My Country?, some DVDs, Victoria's secret perfume, and a compass for my car that actually works. It was fine, but offset by the amount of pain my mom's in and the degree to which she can't do anything for herself.

Tomorrow's french club elections. I'm nervous. Damn french club.

First game was friday. It was fun. I enjoyed getting the lemonade before all the youngins. I also enjoyed not having to wear uniforms, although they would have added protection from the birds they call mosquitos up in martin county. Next week I get to call attendance on the bus. :)

I'm going to Northwestern the weekend of November 5th, which works out well, except for the fact that it's the last football game. So pretty much I'm just going to pray that we make the playoffs. Yeah.

That's about it. I'll maybe write some more later..

Never look back.


tboblp

:: 2004 19 September :: 4.20pm

I've just had the greatest weekend of my life...and maybe the most messed up weekend of my life as well

Never look back.


tboblp

:: 2004 14 September :: 1.33pm
:: Music: Miles Davis - Flamenco Sketches

Today I get to take my first Economics test, and give my first speech back to back! Yay! Not...Our speech is supposed to be based on a quote, phrase, or proverb that describes our life. My quote comes from Charlie Parker: "Music is your own experience, your own thoughts, your wisdom. If you don't live it, it won't come out of your [instrument]. They teach you there's a boundary line to music. But there is no boundary line to art." Now that would be really easy if i had a speech on my music, but how do I relate it to myself in general?

Never look back.


Beagle147

:: 2004 12 September :: 4.10pm
:: Mood: lethargic

Ugh....eventful week.

Hurricane came and went. Not much damage, but not much electricity either. We lost power for like an hour on friday afternoon because of a down powerline near us, but it came back. We lost it again at 9 o'clock saturday morning and it didn't come back until 8 o'clock wednesday night. I had to go to kristen's house (What day was that? Tuesday?) to charge some stuff, and shelly and her brother were there enjoying the electricity too. We watched the Perfect Score and hung out a bit, watched some game shows, went out to dinner, then I had to head home before the stupid curfew was in place. I made a video of the whole storm, which I still have yet to watch, but it should be interesting. Will left Tuesday afternoon, and officially postponed my dad's and my birthdays until next weekend. My friends did not get that memo. o.~ Went over to Amalia's house for a party with her, Amanda, Kristen, and a bunch of 14 year olds. ("Can you drive?") We watched the end of the Neverending Story, which I still don't get, and then I once again had to beat the curfew home. This time I was mucho late, but no cop is going to send me to jail for being out past 10 on my 18th birthday. Thanks guys for the party-ish. I will have a real one soon, I promise. I'm leaning towards the 25th, but it depends on my mom since she's having surgery on friday. So things are pretty much up in the air on that one.

Yesterday my parents and I went furniture shopping (not as boring as it sounds, I like furniture shopping) and bought a new dinette set. The table and chairs we currently have were purchased before Will was born. So that's getting here like next tuesday or whatever.

I've been pretty anti-social lately and I'm not sure why. We haven't had school for over a week, and I've seen my friends like twice in that time. *shrug* Maybe we'll do something later. Anywho...I think we're going back to school Tuesday? I haven't heard anything conclusive on that one. I really don't miss it. I have some work to do, mostly on college apps, and I have to ask ms Kelly about national merit stuff. Someone remind me again to make an appointment with ms kelly. I need to do that sooner rather than later. I guess that's all that's been happening. Oh, I did go out and buy some lottery tickets, and I have yet to win, but I'll keep my hopes up. I feel so weird being 18. Like 18 is the age that when you're little you always say "I'll never be 18" and "I'm moving out on my 18th birthday." Yeah, neither of those turned out to be true. But what can I say...I was young and stupid. 18 comes with a lot of stuff though. It's not useless like 17. I can drive at all hours now. And I can buy porn and cigarettes and lottery tickets. And I can vote. And I no longer have to make empty threats of leaving to my parents. Oh wait, yes I do...I don't have any money. But I can still sign myself out of school. I feel important. Go me.

2 glances | Never look back.


tboblp

:: 2004 8 September :: 2.12pm
:: Music: RHCP - Soul to Squeeze

I'm really sick of reading. I read pretty much all of the only text that really interests me, which is the sociology one. English is redundant, speech is just boring. Macroeconomics is interesting, but not enough to make me want to read ahead. Well at least I'm caught up. I'm going to the mall now, and I'm not coming back without her gift!

Never look back.


tboblp

:: 2004 8 September :: 11.37am

and instead it rapes home...Orlando is fine. Back to the usual.

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tboblp

:: 2004 1 September :: 5.31pm

Frances prepares to rape Orlando...
...and I'm coming home tomorrow.

Never look back.


tboblp

:: 2004 1 September :: 9.06am

Sweden owns Germany...Canada almost owns USA

Never look back.

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