A brand new day.
Well, yes, it's a brand new day. Isn't that just grand? Sometimes it can be. Today hasn't been horrible nor has it been great so I'm truly kind of enjoying today. It's only 1:05 PM so I have much more to experience before the day is done.
Today is my friend Lauren's birthday party. She turns 18 tomorrow but she'll be at her college for freshman orientation I think. I'm not entirely thrilled about going, but I'm supplying the music so I know that part of it won't suck. Plus, two of my real good friends are going. One of them, Jess, I haven't hung out with in a very long time and her company will be quite spectacular. Evy, the other one, and I have hung out a bunch this summer. However, her company never gets old. We share so many inside jokes and are just both fucking insane, especially together, that hanging together is always a hoot.
It's not going to be a crazy, full of dozens of people kind of party. I think the most of people going to be there is probably going to be perhaps eight. If even that. Some people may come, some may not. Either way, I don't think it'll be too horribly boring. Music plus friends I actually like together in one spot makes for a great time. However, sometimes Lauren really can have stick up her ass and be rude and bossy. It's annoying but what can I do, honestly?
LiveJournal is becoming a home for me. Although I'm positive that no one else actually reads these journals except for myself, it doesn't bother me. I'm still getting my thoughts and ideas out before I forget them. Lately I love journals anyways so this just keeps getting better and better. I haven't written in m notebook journal thingy in a while. Mental note: Write in notebook journal thingy tonight before going off to that beautiful slumber land.
My mother just walked into the living room seemingly upset. I'm not entirely sure but I heard her say something like, "They couldn't get me in" so I'm guessing she called the doctors about her stomach. It's been swollen and she's always in pain. I made her promise me that she'd call and make an appointment before it gets too bad and possibly need hospital help. I'm just hoping that doesn't occur. She's now speaking with my father in his bedroom. My brother needs a ride to work and my dad doesn't want to give him one.
I'm still craving that cold winter weather. It's almost always on my mind. Especially when I'm outside parading around in this scorching weather. One of the best feelings in the world is being extremely cold, then walking inside your home and wrapping yourself up in a blanket, becoming warm again. I've always really loved that feeling. That's something that will never change I think.
Today is my friend Lauren's birthday party. She turns 18 tomorrow but she'll be at her college for freshman orientation I think. I'm not entirely thrilled about going, but I'm supplying the music so I know that part of it won't suck. Plus, two of my real good friends are going. One of them, Jess, I haven't hung out with in a very long time and her company will be quite spectacular. Evy, the other one, and I have hung out a bunch this summer. However, her company never gets old. We share so many inside jokes and are just both fucking insane, especially together, that hanging together is always a hoot.
It's not going to be a crazy, full of dozens of people kind of party. I think the most of people going to be there is probably going to be perhaps eight. If even that. Some people may come, some may not. Either way, I don't think it'll be too horribly boring. Music plus friends I actually like together in one spot makes for a great time. However, sometimes Lauren really can have stick up her ass and be rude and bossy. It's annoying but what can I do, honestly?
LiveJournal is becoming a home for me. Although I'm positive that no one else actually reads these journals except for myself, it doesn't bother me. I'm still getting my thoughts and ideas out before I forget them. Lately I love journals anyways so this just keeps getting better and better. I haven't written in m notebook journal thingy in a while. Mental note: Write in notebook journal thingy tonight before going off to that beautiful slumber land.
My mother just walked into the living room seemingly upset. I'm not entirely sure but I heard her say something like, "They couldn't get me in" so I'm guessing she called the doctors about her stomach. It's been swollen and she's always in pain. I made her promise me that she'd call and make an appointment before it gets too bad and possibly need hospital help. I'm just hoping that doesn't occur. She's now speaking with my father in his bedroom. My brother needs a ride to work and my dad doesn't want to give him one.
I'm still craving that cold winter weather. It's almost always on my mind. Especially when I'm outside parading around in this scorching weather. One of the best feelings in the world is being extremely cold, then walking inside your home and wrapping yourself up in a blanket, becoming warm again. I've always really loved that feeling. That's something that will never change I think.