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K haven't updated for a few days. Here ya go, kids:
Fri. was Christy's party. Had a good time but got extremely sunburnt. In this case the bad nearly outweighed the good considering that I've been in terrible pain ever since.
Sat. was Remmy's party which I skipped (sorry Rem) cause I was in too much pain to go bowling and I was trying to make my mom's schedule easier (she would have been my ride). So the day was pretty uneventful. I did clean the house (yay -__-). Then we had our monthly dinner and Chuck was late so I was sad. But I was even more sad cause Dave didn't come. But he called me and we talked for a while so that helped. Chuck stole my Wicked C.D. Mental note: Steal it back.
Sun. was church. Uneventful. It's amazing how much people can talk in two hours without actually saying anything. Dave wasn't there, sadly, but I can't blame him. I just went outside and walked barefoot in the puddles and wondered what the hell I was supposed to be doing with my life. Dave called me again and made me feel better.
Mon. I watched Hamlet (the one with Kenneth Branagh) and I loved it. Really good movie for those who dig Shakespeare. I also decided that my g-ma's computer is a piece of crap and should be destroyed.
Tues. Went shopping for party gifts.
Wed. Party. It was a costume party. I was a gypsy and my costume rocked. It's kinda lame that only like two people put thought into their costume but hey whattaya do? The party was okay. Nothing much happened. I only started having fun after I stole Steve's hat and found the chocolate chip cookies. I managed to leave my bag of stuff at Bri's and my parents wouldn't go and get it. My mom said she'd get it today but she didn't. Bleh.
Today I did nothing and was generally down and out. I love the 80's strikes back managed to put me out of my stupor for two hours but most of the time I just stayed in bed. I tried to draw some stuff but it turned out shitty. I really wanted to write a song but I didn't have the energy. Ditto with reading. I have like 50 books that I want to read. My back is peeling profusely. I miss Fabrice. I miss hanging out at theatre with my buds. My finger nails are dark red. My shoulder itches. I wish I could figure out what to say to people. That's pretty much it. Peace, kids.
Fri. was Christy's party. Had a good time but got extremely sunburnt. In this case the bad nearly outweighed the good considering that I've been in terrible pain ever since.
Sat. was Remmy's party which I skipped (sorry Rem) cause I was in too much pain to go bowling and I was trying to make my mom's schedule easier (she would have been my ride). So the day was pretty uneventful. I did clean the house (yay -__-). Then we had our monthly dinner and Chuck was late so I was sad. But I was even more sad cause Dave didn't come. But he called me and we talked for a while so that helped. Chuck stole my Wicked C.D. Mental note: Steal it back.
Sun. was church. Uneventful. It's amazing how much people can talk in two hours without actually saying anything. Dave wasn't there, sadly, but I can't blame him. I just went outside and walked barefoot in the puddles and wondered what the hell I was supposed to be doing with my life. Dave called me again and made me feel better.
Mon. I watched Hamlet (the one with Kenneth Branagh) and I loved it. Really good movie for those who dig Shakespeare. I also decided that my g-ma's computer is a piece of crap and should be destroyed.
Tues. Went shopping for party gifts.
Wed. Party. It was a costume party. I was a gypsy and my costume rocked. It's kinda lame that only like two people put thought into their costume but hey whattaya do? The party was okay. Nothing much happened. I only started having fun after I stole Steve's hat and found the chocolate chip cookies. I managed to leave my bag of stuff at Bri's and my parents wouldn't go and get it. My mom said she'd get it today but she didn't. Bleh.
Today I did nothing and was generally down and out. I love the 80's strikes back managed to put me out of my stupor for two hours but most of the time I just stayed in bed. I tried to draw some stuff but it turned out shitty. I really wanted to write a song but I didn't have the energy. Ditto with reading. I have like 50 books that I want to read. My back is peeling profusely. I miss Fabrice. I miss hanging out at theatre with my buds. My finger nails are dark red. My shoulder itches. I wish I could figure out what to say to people. That's pretty much it. Peace, kids.