i haven't written in forever...
i had this plan to write because i had a lot to say, but i wanted to fix up my journal a bit. minutes of "fixing" turned into and hour and a half of "new layouting" and now i feel like i have nothing to say. but i'll come up with something.
so, dennis is certain to hit pensacola. i'm actually really excited. to me, ivan sucked, yes... not to mention, it devasted pensacola, but the aftermath consisted of a gorgeous sky to look at, everyone generously helping everyone else, no responsibilities really, except lots of yardwork, lots of nights sitting around playing drinking games, and no school. that's the one thing that really bothers me about this hurricane. the school i'm going to not be able to attend and the class (college algebra) that i'm not going to get credit for. i really wanted to get it over with before i went to FSU.
i'm going to stay with brett most of the time-- with the generator, psh. of course. :)
i got home tonight at like 1:30, after playing poker with some people. it was really fun, except i was exhausted and had plans to crash the second i got home the whole time i sat at the table playing, but then i got home, realized i hadn't been online in a few days, and figured why not since in less than 48 hours i won't have the opportunity for quite a while. and of course i'm now wide awake.
i honestly just don't think there is anything to do online anymore. i used to love to sit on my ass and talk to people, but why when you can just go hang out with them... i guess things just changed when i started driving a few years ago. before that, aol was like ammmmmmmmmazing.
i spent the night with claire's after billy's thing last night. i didn't even talk to her once i got there. i just passed out. i'm sorry little claire.
......and i waited in line for gas today for a while, and then filled my car up with premium. and on the way home i was like, aw, you never get the good stuff... my little car. blah blah in a baby voice. it was really funny...... me, by myself, rambling on to my precious vehicle. i told the story to brett. he didn't think it was funny, but i knew claire would, so i told her, and she laughed her ass off. maybe it doesn't sound all that funny to you people either, but i promise it was. you should have been there.
........um. leave me some love, i guess. i'll be on tomorrow sometime. i think i'm taking one last trip to our beach, which by the way is going to get demolished. i swear, we aren't going to have a beach soon.
everybody stay safe. i mean it.
so, dennis is certain to hit pensacola. i'm actually really excited. to me, ivan sucked, yes... not to mention, it devasted pensacola, but the aftermath consisted of a gorgeous sky to look at, everyone generously helping everyone else, no responsibilities really, except lots of yardwork, lots of nights sitting around playing drinking games, and no school. that's the one thing that really bothers me about this hurricane. the school i'm going to not be able to attend and the class (college algebra) that i'm not going to get credit for. i really wanted to get it over with before i went to FSU.
i'm going to stay with brett most of the time-- with the generator, psh. of course. :)
i got home tonight at like 1:30, after playing poker with some people. it was really fun, except i was exhausted and had plans to crash the second i got home the whole time i sat at the table playing, but then i got home, realized i hadn't been online in a few days, and figured why not since in less than 48 hours i won't have the opportunity for quite a while. and of course i'm now wide awake.
i honestly just don't think there is anything to do online anymore. i used to love to sit on my ass and talk to people, but why when you can just go hang out with them... i guess things just changed when i started driving a few years ago. before that, aol was like ammmmmmmmmazing.
i spent the night with claire's after billy's thing last night. i didn't even talk to her once i got there. i just passed out. i'm sorry little claire.
......and i waited in line for gas today for a while, and then filled my car up with premium. and on the way home i was like, aw, you never get the good stuff... my little car. blah blah in a baby voice. it was really funny...... me, by myself, rambling on to my precious vehicle. i told the story to brett. he didn't think it was funny, but i knew claire would, so i told her, and she laughed her ass off. maybe it doesn't sound all that funny to you people either, but i promise it was. you should have been there.
........um. leave me some love, i guess. i'll be on tomorrow sometime. i think i'm taking one last trip to our beach, which by the way is going to get demolished. i swear, we aren't going to have a beach soon.
everybody stay safe. i mean it.