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I think I might be on the verge of getting sick. I don't have any symptoms yet except that I perpetually feel beat.
Today is a really gross day. I have my period, and it's cold and rainy. blech.
On a different note, I like my outfit. I'm wearing my *new* jeans that my mom and I bought together while she was visiting me on Saturday. I'm am also wearing my *new* sweater/cardigan, very soft, and dark plum colored (I love it!). It was on sale with the jeans. Under this sweater, I am wearing Jessique's Amnesty shirt. Under that, I am wearing a pink stretchy tank top. Under that, i am wearing nothing (wink, wink). I am also wearing the maroon scarf that Elain brought me back from France years ago, as well as the now-glued-back-together cicle chell earrings that Althea got for me in Spain. Oh an my mom's socks. And a necklace she made me. Everything is a present form someone. My shoes I got with Jessique last winter. It's wonderful.
I just don't know what's going to happen with the Will situation. Ever since Friday night -where we talked all night at a party and he wrote his number twice on my arm- I've been waiting for him to call. Is he playing the same game I am? I just can't tell. Anyway, i feel like I'm going to realize soon after I really get to know him that he's bad news. But for now, I just can't let this progress. It's been too damn long.
I love Leah. I made her cookies the other night while she wrote a big paper. I really am her mom.
I CAN'T WAIT to go home for Thanksgiving! EEEK! I'm going to run the Turkey trot, see the family -including baby Charles and his brother and sisters- see Hatuey, hopefully, NOT write this damn religion paper (which is due the Monday we get back, fucker) because I will have written it by the Wednesday before. No damn joke. In order for this to happen, however, I'm going to have to break this dry spell of work I've been having all semester. Before bed, instead of reading what I'm supposed to read, I 've been reading Franny and Zoey. It makes me very very happy. Maybe I should use this as an incentive...If I finish my paper by Wednesday, then I can spend all of Thanksgivign break reading and rereading
F & Z. Amazing.
Pegah bought (over the phone from Japan) Alie some lilies for their 9-month Happy Day (as I and they like to call it.) They're sitting on our windowsill, beautifully.
Craig asked me to go to the opera with him this weekend. I said yes. I hope i'm not sending out the wronge message, but he's been so damn persistent, and i do want to be friends with him. And I do want to see the opera. It's Orpheus of the Underworld. I think it's supposed to be funny.
I'm so excited for the coziness of winter and winter holidays. I need more sweaters and some legwarmers first though. And boots. All of these I will get in the Chi.
Ok, dry spell. Here she comes.
Today is a really gross day. I have my period, and it's cold and rainy. blech.
On a different note, I like my outfit. I'm wearing my *new* jeans that my mom and I bought together while she was visiting me on Saturday. I'm am also wearing my *new* sweater/cardigan, very soft, and dark plum colored (I love it!). It was on sale with the jeans. Under this sweater, I am wearing Jessique's Amnesty shirt. Under that, I am wearing a pink stretchy tank top. Under that, i am wearing nothing (wink, wink). I am also wearing the maroon scarf that Elain brought me back from France years ago, as well as the now-glued-back-together cicle chell earrings that Althea got for me in Spain. Oh an my mom's socks. And a necklace she made me. Everything is a present form someone. My shoes I got with Jessique last winter. It's wonderful.
I just don't know what's going to happen with the Will situation. Ever since Friday night -where we talked all night at a party and he wrote his number twice on my arm- I've been waiting for him to call. Is he playing the same game I am? I just can't tell. Anyway, i feel like I'm going to realize soon after I really get to know him that he's bad news. But for now, I just can't let this progress. It's been too damn long.
I love Leah. I made her cookies the other night while she wrote a big paper. I really am her mom.
I CAN'T WAIT to go home for Thanksgiving! EEEK! I'm going to run the Turkey trot, see the family -including baby Charles and his brother and sisters- see Hatuey, hopefully, NOT write this damn religion paper (which is due the Monday we get back, fucker) because I will have written it by the Wednesday before. No damn joke. In order for this to happen, however, I'm going to have to break this dry spell of work I've been having all semester. Before bed, instead of reading what I'm supposed to read, I 've been reading Franny and Zoey. It makes me very very happy. Maybe I should use this as an incentive...If I finish my paper by Wednesday, then I can spend all of Thanksgivign break reading and rereading
F & Z. Amazing.
Pegah bought (over the phone from Japan) Alie some lilies for their 9-month Happy Day (as I and they like to call it.) They're sitting on our windowsill, beautifully.
Craig asked me to go to the opera with him this weekend. I said yes. I hope i'm not sending out the wronge message, but he's been so damn persistent, and i do want to be friends with him. And I do want to see the opera. It's Orpheus of the Underworld. I think it's supposed to be funny.
I'm so excited for the coziness of winter and winter holidays. I need more sweaters and some legwarmers first though. And boots. All of these I will get in the Chi.
Ok, dry spell. Here she comes.