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to the makers of livejournal: eff you bitches. i just tried to update. and something went wrong. and now i have to start from scratch. oh well.
it really wasn't a malicious entry, until now. muhahaha.
what i was just trying to say was how much i appreciated the pic from my first night back [yes, when i blacked out, etc.] when ea's kissing me on the cheek, and the hotness that is kentucky weather. and by that i mean the many times that i have thought it wasn't humanly possible to be as hot as i was at that moment. case in point: the whole week of junior conference, dave at riverbend, and several days at work.
i can't believe it's almost august. i've been home for just over 8 weeks. and i don't go back until at least september ninth. that's 6ish more weeks. so weird to think about how much i've done, and missed, and will love and enjoy and laugh at before i go back to school.
i get paid friday. thank god.
maybe i'll be able to make one of the purchases i'd planned on this summer. or get a new camera. since mine is broken. i should probably say that out loud, since i'm in denial. maybe if i ignore it long enough, i won't miss it. and then i'll get one for my birthday. in september. so far away...
It's time to kick off your shoes,
learn how to choose sadness
It's time to throw off those chains,
addle our brains
with madness
'Cause we've got plenty of time
to grow old and die
But when at last your beauty's faded
you'll be glad that i have waited for you
~barenaked ladies
yeah, kickin' it old school. i bought that cd in 7th grade. i still remember my mother's disapproving gawp: "you want to spend your money on a cd by a group called barenaked ladies??"
awesome.
also. tonight. ramsey's with sarah and kristen. so nice. i miss our friendship. so strange how things change. but when we're together, nothing has changed. except that we're all old. sort of.
anyways, at ramsey's, the "remark of the day", written on a chalkboard above the bar read, "we're all just worms but i like to believe that i'm a GLOW WORM."
it made me smile. and kristen giggle. and sarah silently laugh. just like old times.
it really wasn't a malicious entry, until now. muhahaha.
what i was just trying to say was how much i appreciated the pic from my first night back [yes, when i blacked out, etc.] when ea's kissing me on the cheek, and the hotness that is kentucky weather. and by that i mean the many times that i have thought it wasn't humanly possible to be as hot as i was at that moment. case in point: the whole week of junior conference, dave at riverbend, and several days at work.
i can't believe it's almost august. i've been home for just over 8 weeks. and i don't go back until at least september ninth. that's 6ish more weeks. so weird to think about how much i've done, and missed, and will love and enjoy and laugh at before i go back to school.
i get paid friday. thank god.
maybe i'll be able to make one of the purchases i'd planned on this summer. or get a new camera. since mine is broken. i should probably say that out loud, since i'm in denial. maybe if i ignore it long enough, i won't miss it. and then i'll get one for my birthday. in september. so far away...
It's time to kick off your shoes,
learn how to choose sadness
It's time to throw off those chains,
addle our brains
with madness
'Cause we've got plenty of time
to grow old and die
But when at last your beauty's faded
you'll be glad that i have waited for you
~barenaked ladies
yeah, kickin' it old school. i bought that cd in 7th grade. i still remember my mother's disapproving gawp: "you want to spend your money on a cd by a group called barenaked ladies??"
awesome.
also. tonight. ramsey's with sarah and kristen. so nice. i miss our friendship. so strange how things change. but when we're together, nothing has changed. except that we're all old. sort of.
anyways, at ramsey's, the "remark of the day", written on a chalkboard above the bar read, "we're all just worms but i like to believe that i'm a GLOW WORM."
it made me smile. and kristen giggle. and sarah silently laugh. just like old times.