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i. can. not. pack. its really pathetic. i just want to stay right where i am. i know that after my parents leave all i am going to want to do is curl up on my bed with brett and watch love actually, because that is a good movie to just sit around and sigh to. and all i feel like doing right now is sighing. so i hope that happens. but in the meantime, my mother and i have set a goal of being totally packed and ready to leave by 4 pm tomorrow, so we can have a nice evening that isnt stressful, then just wake up and go on saturday with no issues. i really hope we can do it. i just have so much crap and i dont want to have as much stuff as last year but its looking like my clothes will once again be taking over my room. oy vey.
i was looking online at the website for the reform temple in kalamazoo, and i looked at their thing about the high holy days, because i was thinking it would be nice to go. and i discovered that you have to buy tickets to their rosh hashanah and yom kippur services. which would be fine and understandable if they were like ten dollars. but no. they are FIFTY DOLLARS. apiece. meaning that if brett had come, which i would have really really loved, it would have been one hundred freaking dollars. ugh. there goes that nice wish.
AND i guess im not going to have internet for a few days at school. which is by no means actually a big deal, but its kind of sad, and just kind of inconvenient.
i cant sleep.
dear kirsten, please go home to sandy. the oc isnt really worth watching if you two arent at least mostly happy, and in the same scenes as one another.
and i really want to go apple picking.
i was looking online at the website for the reform temple in kalamazoo, and i looked at their thing about the high holy days, because i was thinking it would be nice to go. and i discovered that you have to buy tickets to their rosh hashanah and yom kippur services. which would be fine and understandable if they were like ten dollars. but no. they are FIFTY DOLLARS. apiece. meaning that if brett had come, which i would have really really loved, it would have been one hundred freaking dollars. ugh. there goes that nice wish.
AND i guess im not going to have internet for a few days at school. which is by no means actually a big deal, but its kind of sad, and just kind of inconvenient.
i cant sleep.
dear kirsten, please go home to sandy. the oc isnt really worth watching if you two arent at least mostly happy, and in the same scenes as one another.
and i really want to go apple picking.