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i have edited and elaborated on this entry because of the rude anonymous commenter in my journal. i re-read what i wrote, and it sounded kinda wrong so i have decided to elaborate so no one else takes it wrong.
yesterday...was perfect. yesterday night anyways, there is not too much perfect about school.
i got free gas, and the rest of the evening was really good. neil and i are really doing well now, i think.
i can start at the beginning...school...parties and pep rallies all day. i got to work the interact booth at club fair, which really wasn't that great but hey, it was something to do to get a break from second period.
after school...free gas friday!! good things about free gas friday : free gas. bad things about free gas friday : long lines, not much free gas, dumb sticker that i will never get off of my winshield now.
then i drove over to neils. he finally gave me the copy of the shining that i traded him for about a year and a half ago. i traded him for the newer one i had. i wanted his because on page 217 (which is also the room number of the haunted room) the little boy enters room 217. it was one of the first versions of the shining printed, and they did this on purpose. since neil doesn't particularly find interest in owning things like this, i gave him my new copy and took the cool one that i had been wanting. that was a really big highlight of my evening, since i had forgotten completely about the book and he surprised me with it. ((that was the really good thing that happened, in case you guys wanted to know. you should get your mind out of the gutter.)) i find little things like that really sweet. we talked and spent alot of good time together and had some really meaningful conversation that i had been missing since all the bad things that happened. it was a...i dont know, success that i had been hoping for.
the only bad thing about yesterday was thinking about Brazil. i'm really not looking forward to going. i know that my heart isn't in the right place to do something like that and it wouldn't be right if i went. also, i'm scared to death...it's not a vacation or anything, mission trip isn't exactly about going to the nice part of anywhere. it makes me really nervous to think about. i want to try to back out but i am getting pressure ((rather, flat out force)) from all sorts of directions to go.
this report is weighing heavily on my mind.
i am done. goodbye.
yesterday...was perfect. yesterday night anyways, there is not too much perfect about school.
i got free gas, and the rest of the evening was really good. neil and i are really doing well now, i think.
i can start at the beginning...school...parties and pep rallies all day. i got to work the interact booth at club fair, which really wasn't that great but hey, it was something to do to get a break from second period.
after school...free gas friday!! good things about free gas friday : free gas. bad things about free gas friday : long lines, not much free gas, dumb sticker that i will never get off of my winshield now.
then i drove over to neils. he finally gave me the copy of the shining that i traded him for about a year and a half ago. i traded him for the newer one i had. i wanted his because on page 217 (which is also the room number of the haunted room) the little boy enters room 217. it was one of the first versions of the shining printed, and they did this on purpose. since neil doesn't particularly find interest in owning things like this, i gave him my new copy and took the cool one that i had been wanting. that was a really big highlight of my evening, since i had forgotten completely about the book and he surprised me with it. ((that was the really good thing that happened, in case you guys wanted to know. you should get your mind out of the gutter.)) i find little things like that really sweet. we talked and spent alot of good time together and had some really meaningful conversation that i had been missing since all the bad things that happened. it was a...i dont know, success that i had been hoping for.
the only bad thing about yesterday was thinking about Brazil. i'm really not looking forward to going. i know that my heart isn't in the right place to do something like that and it wouldn't be right if i went. also, i'm scared to death...it's not a vacation or anything, mission trip isn't exactly about going to the nice part of anywhere. it makes me really nervous to think about. i want to try to back out but i am getting pressure ((rather, flat out force)) from all sorts of directions to go.
this report is weighing heavily on my mind.
i am done. goodbye.