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Yesterday; SAT's sucked. But I watched Breakfast at Tiffany's and had pizza and worked on my tote, so that made it better.
note to self: learn how to turn off car alarm more quickly and discretely before people think you are insane
Today, lazed about the house pretty much the whole day. My mother made french toast and I finished my tote (well, pretty much). I should probably read...
Did I have any homework?
Oh, shit...I forgot about ordering the flowers for the concert. I should do that tomorrow; I doubt they'll be open today.
So happy that we have two day 2's in a row this week, so I have less gym. Plus, that means that this week will have only 2 gym classes and next week will have only 2 gym classes! Although, I must say, I've really enjoyed gym so far this year; we had football first, then tennis/ping-pong, and now we're starting floor hockey. Those three, plus pickleball and lawn games are probably the only ones that I actually get into.
Anyway, I turn 18 in about 50 days. yay! I have no clue what to do for my birthday. People think 18 is a big deal for some reason, but I don't see it. I can already see R-rated movies at Flix, because they just don't care, and then it's not like I'm going to go vote or join the army on my birthday either, or buy anything from an infomercial (those things are dangerous, so I better just not watch them)...so whatever. Atleast I'll get to vote in the presidential election, even though Bush has to leave anyway, so it's not as exciting. Oh well, there's probably some people as retarded as Bush that I can vote against.
I need to get some Starbucks flavoured syrup for my cappuccinos. Caramel and mocha just don't cut it anymore. I need some excitement.
I had a really peculiar dream last night, of which I can only remember one part, but that's okay, because that was the best part...lol. Did you ever have a dream that just made you think about someone or something that you never really thought of before? I get that all the time, and it's so weird, because it's just a dream, but it's so real, that, I don't know, you just have to think about it.
I'm quite anxious about Christmas this year. Not for the presents or anything, but just the feeling of it. Christmastime just makes me feel like nighttime, and candles and deep crimson, and hot cocoa, and black and white movies. I can't really explain it, but it's my favourite time of the year. I'm really anticipating the end of our autumn concert, so we can start holiday music. The Waltz from the Nutcracker Suite is absolutely devine, and we also found a few others that I hope Tokasz will consider. Seeing as we'll most likely butcher all of our songs, I suppose it wouldn't be that bad if we didn't play them. However, I have mastered this fabulous technique of tuning out the rest of the orchestra while I'm playing, so maybe then I'll just get to enjoy a few of the first violins, violas, and cellos. Of course I can never really hear the basses anyway, so that doesn't really matter. Oh well, it's worth a try.
I've said almost nothing in this entire entry, but yet it's incredibly long...hmmm...
I should probably go read. Maybe I'll make some seafood bisque or banana bread instead. Yes. Procrastination is where it's at.
note to self: learn how to turn off car alarm more quickly and discretely before people think you are insane
Today, lazed about the house pretty much the whole day. My mother made french toast and I finished my tote (well, pretty much). I should probably read...
Did I have any homework?
Oh, shit...I forgot about ordering the flowers for the concert. I should do that tomorrow; I doubt they'll be open today.
So happy that we have two day 2's in a row this week, so I have less gym. Plus, that means that this week will have only 2 gym classes and next week will have only 2 gym classes! Although, I must say, I've really enjoyed gym so far this year; we had football first, then tennis/ping-pong, and now we're starting floor hockey. Those three, plus pickleball and lawn games are probably the only ones that I actually get into.
Anyway, I turn 18 in about 50 days. yay! I have no clue what to do for my birthday. People think 18 is a big deal for some reason, but I don't see it. I can already see R-rated movies at Flix, because they just don't care, and then it's not like I'm going to go vote or join the army on my birthday either, or buy anything from an infomercial (those things are dangerous, so I better just not watch them)...so whatever. Atleast I'll get to vote in the presidential election, even though Bush has to leave anyway, so it's not as exciting. Oh well, there's probably some people as retarded as Bush that I can vote against.
I need to get some Starbucks flavoured syrup for my cappuccinos. Caramel and mocha just don't cut it anymore. I need some excitement.
I had a really peculiar dream last night, of which I can only remember one part, but that's okay, because that was the best part...lol. Did you ever have a dream that just made you think about someone or something that you never really thought of before? I get that all the time, and it's so weird, because it's just a dream, but it's so real, that, I don't know, you just have to think about it.
I'm quite anxious about Christmas this year. Not for the presents or anything, but just the feeling of it. Christmastime just makes me feel like nighttime, and candles and deep crimson, and hot cocoa, and black and white movies. I can't really explain it, but it's my favourite time of the year. I'm really anticipating the end of our autumn concert, so we can start holiday music. The Waltz from the Nutcracker Suite is absolutely devine, and we also found a few others that I hope Tokasz will consider. Seeing as we'll most likely butcher all of our songs, I suppose it wouldn't be that bad if we didn't play them. However, I have mastered this fabulous technique of tuning out the rest of the orchestra while I'm playing, so maybe then I'll just get to enjoy a few of the first violins, violas, and cellos. Of course I can never really hear the basses anyway, so that doesn't really matter. Oh well, it's worth a try.
I've said almost nothing in this entire entry, but yet it's incredibly long...hmmm...
I should probably go read. Maybe I'll make some seafood bisque or banana bread instead. Yes. Procrastination is where it's at.