The LiveJournal Event of the Season
So, I've started my second semester at Parkland. Despite the difficulty, I must say it's quite lovely being in the music program. I'll be singing tenor in the chamber choir again; however, this go around there are only two of us -- my moment to shine. With a little motivation and luck I'll make the dean's list again, and maybe rack in an A with honors.
Life on Charles Street is as good as ever. We all freaked out because Laura's rabbit disappeared, so we searched all over the house hoping to find him before Lou returned. Turned out he was in her dresser. I must say, I'm going to miss living with my Charles Street family when our time together is up.
Charles street family tree (for all of you who haven't kept up):
Kelsey: a.k.a. Coach. My beloved sister and the default head of household. Purposeful, Dependable, Inspired. Unity Rockets Freshmen Basketball Coach. Leisure studies major at U of I.
Jeanine: a.k.a. J9, Stinko Neeny. My childhood friend. Warm, refreshing, bright. Barista at Espresso Royale. English Major at U of I.
Laura: a.k.a. Lou, Lollie. My classmate since 1st grade. Artsy, lively, real. Librarian at Champaign and Tolono libraries. Art major at Parkland.
Trent: a.k.a. Wamps. Jeanine's lover. Charming, witty, cultured. Barista at Espresso Royale. Student at Parkland.
Leslie: a.k.a. Squatter, Resry. Not much is known about this mysterious stranger, although she is pleasant.
I'll wrap it up here. No rants about being pissed off or breaking up with somebody, or being mushy and lovey with somebody. Just a normal post for no other reason than posting in this thing.
Thought of the Day: Inauguration day, over 200 Palestinians are hopelessly slaughtered by Israeli forces armed by the United States and nobody cares.
Quote of the Day: "Killing is cheap and war is a sport in a city where life and death become abstractions of policy." - Bill Moyers
Life on Charles Street is as good as ever. We all freaked out because Laura's rabbit disappeared, so we searched all over the house hoping to find him before Lou returned. Turned out he was in her dresser. I must say, I'm going to miss living with my Charles Street family when our time together is up.
Charles street family tree (for all of you who haven't kept up):
Kelsey: a.k.a. Coach. My beloved sister and the default head of household. Purposeful, Dependable, Inspired. Unity Rockets Freshmen Basketball Coach. Leisure studies major at U of I.
Jeanine: a.k.a. J9, Stinko Neeny. My childhood friend. Warm, refreshing, bright. Barista at Espresso Royale. English Major at U of I.
Laura: a.k.a. Lou, Lollie. My classmate since 1st grade. Artsy, lively, real. Librarian at Champaign and Tolono libraries. Art major at Parkland.
Trent: a.k.a. Wamps. Jeanine's lover. Charming, witty, cultured. Barista at Espresso Royale. Student at Parkland.
Leslie: a.k.a. Squatter, Resry. Not much is known about this mysterious stranger, although she is pleasant.
I'll wrap it up here. No rants about being pissed off or breaking up with somebody, or being mushy and lovey with somebody. Just a normal post for no other reason than posting in this thing.
Thought of the Day: Inauguration day, over 200 Palestinians are hopelessly slaughtered by Israeli forces armed by the United States and nobody cares.
Quote of the Day: "Killing is cheap and war is a sport in a city where life and death become abstractions of policy." - Bill Moyers