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2006 22 September :: 9.53am
:: Mood: contemplative
I went out to breakfast with my parents today. It was very, strange. I felt like I didn't belong to them anymore, however, that's not a bad thing. I think it startled them when I followed the waitres to the table, instead of following them following the waitress (I know this doesn't sound like a big deal, but with my family the actions and unspoken moves you make are very important). I could see in their eyes that I had changed.
They are getting old. I could see it in their eyes. It feels so good not to live at home that I'm almost dreading the summer when I'll move back in.
They are on their way up to Beaver Island for a vacation.
I'm leaving today after my english class at noon. I'm going home, and they aren't going to be there, and it's going to be like old times.
I'm very excited for this weekend.
michelle
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2006 21 September :: 4.16pm
So i WAS going to the writing center to get someone intelligent to proofread my paper, however, they are closed at the moment. It's only four in the afternoon. How can they be closed?
Eh. My paper is too good for them anyway.
Right.
Michelle
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2006 20 September :: 10.11pm
I finally got done with my english paper. Who doesn't love Transcendentalism? Seriously.
michelle
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2006 20 September :: 2.28pm
I'm so tired. I feel like my head is so...confused. Perhaps it's just been from lack of sleep, although I've been getting eight hours a night. I really need to take a nap, but I can't for some reason.
It's horrible.
michelle
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2006 19 September :: 7.56pm
I am going to kill the piccolo player that sits next to me in U band.
I know how to play my fucking flute.
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2006 19 September :: 2.24pm
I can feel the wind cut through my sweater. That same sweater that seemed like last night, but so many nights ago, you gave me, to keep me warm. I recollect this moment not as a moment of passion, or love, or even burning desire, but of one of friendship, of caring, of compassion. The three of us went swimming together that night. I was so scared of the cold water. I'm not sure exactly why. My body was cold, but so was my soul. And underneath those stars, that night, my body was renewed in that water, with both of you, and I felt whole. I felt as if all the world was content. I was content. I was shivering from the cold midnight breeze, and I felt childish with the sand between my toes, but I was content. I was happy. That was how summers should be. That's how summer was.
michelle
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2006 18 September :: 1.29pm
When I grow up I'm going to be a teacher.
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2006 17 September :: 7.24pm
Do you remember when we went camping and made criss cross potatoes in the Wok?
Do you remember when we learned how to play Mau?
Do you remember how it was?
It was wonderful, wasn't it?
-michelle
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2006 15 September :: 6.50pm
:: Mood: crappy
I miss my music terribly.
I'm in University band, of course, but it's not enough.
I feel so empty without it.
I don't think you could ever understand what I mean.
michelle
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2006 15 September :: 6.36pm
:: Mood: contemplative
Friday. Music to my ears.
I only had one class today, but eh...I stil had to get up for it. I'm feeling a little under the weather. I hope I'm not getting too sick.
I'm coming home next weekend. Since everyone loves me so much, I'm sure my schedule is going to be jam packed. Right.
If you want to hang out, leave me a comment and I'll make some time for you inbetween eating my parent's food and watching T.V from the couch.
michelle
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2006 13 September :: 11.33pm
Sitting here in a computer lab that won't accept my flash drive because it's too new, and the printers don't have any toner so I can't print my Speech.
Lovely.
I'm going to get a job. Yay for me.
I'm going to bed now. To sleep. I like sleep. I love lamp. And the Romantics, they, well, they love nature.
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2006 12 September :: 5.26pm
:: Mood: crazy
I just got done eating dinner. They have some really good clam chowder here!
I've resigned myself to the fact, that yes, I actually do have to get a job-and soon.
It's so foggy out right now. I couldn't even see the towers from the library, and it's only like a quarter of a mile away.
We had some roommate bonding time last night. We sat in a circle in the bedroom with Korn blasting drinking out of some red solo cups.
I was just going to write something, and then I got distracted by the Macs in the corner, and now I can't remember what it was. But to be sure, it was an ingenious, witty observation.
My memory is starting to get the best of me.
Stop smokin'?
What do you think?
michelle
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2006 11 September :: 10.42am
I MADE A LINK!
you have no idea how fricken excited I am.
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2006 11 September :: 9.54am
:: Mood: cheerful
:: Music: She's Got Freckles
Wheatland
Wheatland was amazing. There were so many people having a good time. I even saw my CPS 100 professor there. It was Krazy.
I loved all the music. I loved all of the people. I loved being so mellow.
I especially loved the Greek pizza.
And I loved it not being the salt, too.
Everything will be okay now. I really needed that time. I'll be okay, and you'll be okay.
I can't wait until Red Flannel!
-michelle
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