My name is Rayna Erlick, and this is the longest day of my life
[mood| 
drained]
[music|The silence (finally) of the forbidden hours ]
My feelings are completely all over the place and I thought maybe writing them down in some sort of format might help. I guess you could say that this is a fake entry so don't feel obligated to read it. Actually, you're never obligated to read it so forget that last part.
Anxious/nervous about my math test--it even made me get up this early!
Annoyed that I've been having so much trouble sleeping like a normal person.
Excited about surprising my mom for her birthday.
Peeved that my stupid clothes didn't dry.
Tired. Just generally tired.
Slightly worried about drop/add and getting the class I need.
Pressured to decide what to do with my life (no exageration, when I go home it always comes up).
I despise my math teacher. As in loath. As in arg to the max.
All over the place about 24. If you haven't seen it and wanted to or you don't care about 24, don't read here. But as sick as it is, it really affects my entire state of being. The story stays constantly on my mind and I feel for the characters completely.
-----Angry that Michelle is dead. And broken-hearted for Tony. Horribly upset for Tony. It's not fair--they finally worked it out so life decides to take it away.
-----Happy to see returning faces: Chloe, Edgar, Chapelle, Tony, Michelle, Audrey, Jack (of course), Palmer, Wayne, Curtis...and wondering who else is going to die.
-----Wary of the return of Kim.
-----Digusted with the President. And pretty pissed.
-----So so so so so SO glad that Jack is Back.
-----As much as I try not to question the story, even when it really screws up, I want to know why the hell the most secure places in the United States ALWAYS have a mole.
-----Annoyed at Derek. Wash your hair, kid.
-----Awaiting the battle between Diane and Audrey.
-----Sad that I can't watch with my family--the only time we really bonded.
-----Happy that Meg is watching with me! Watching alone is really no fun.
-----Proud of Chloe and how far she's come. And hey, they're even throwing in a little romance for her, I guess to replace Tony-Michelle.
-----Hoping beyond hope that Michelle is really alive.
-----Pleased that Sean Astin (sp?) is now on the show because he's awesome. The real hero of Lord of the Rings.
-----Smiley because my mom sent me a 24 care package!
Disappointed that Kari and I are going to miss seeing each other by so little.
Actually proud of the fact that I'm going home with almost nothing but the clothes on my back--a real feat for me.
Missing friends from home, but don't worry, I'm not horribly upset. It's just in the back of my mind.
Torn on which of my new MILLION mood themes to use (if I can even use them correctly) because they're all so freaking cool.
Looking forward to Spring and a schedule with English classes in it. And no more goddamn math. EVER.
Aching for a good book (I have plenty to try) but really longing to find something amazing in the pile.
Waiting with baited breath to find out how Melissa did on her audition.
And we got a good laugh out of the fact that there is now a beer can in one of the guys' toilets. Idiots. Although last night's ruckus was more violent than the usual--not as scary as in the past, but enough to make me check to be sure the door was locked.
So many icons, not enough entries.
And if those assholes blast that music one more time...
I think that's about it, at least for issues I'm willing to share with the general public. Wait--as always, lonely as I wait for someone (of the opposite sex) to actually notice me. And lonely for my puppy--I always get excited to see him when I'm going home until I remember that he's not there and it's not really home anymore.
I guess a 'sharing of feelings' (name that book) is all an entry really is--I just organized it differently. So, goodbye my dears (ew, I can't believe I just said that) as I go into panic mode over this stupid exam. As I've said before, math is evil. EVIL!
drained]
[music|The silence (finally) of the forbidden hours ]
My feelings are completely all over the place and I thought maybe writing them down in some sort of format might help. I guess you could say that this is a fake entry so don't feel obligated to read it. Actually, you're never obligated to read it so forget that last part.
Anxious/nervous about my math test--it even made me get up this early!
Annoyed that I've been having so much trouble sleeping like a normal person.
Excited about surprising my mom for her birthday.
Peeved that my stupid clothes didn't dry.
Tired. Just generally tired.
Slightly worried about drop/add and getting the class I need.
Pressured to decide what to do with my life (no exageration, when I go home it always comes up).
I despise my math teacher. As in loath. As in arg to the max.
All over the place about 24. If you haven't seen it and wanted to or you don't care about 24, don't read here. But as sick as it is, it really affects my entire state of being. The story stays constantly on my mind and I feel for the characters completely.
-----Angry that Michelle is dead. And broken-hearted for Tony. Horribly upset for Tony. It's not fair--they finally worked it out so life decides to take it away.
-----Happy to see returning faces: Chloe, Edgar, Chapelle, Tony, Michelle, Audrey, Jack (of course), Palmer, Wayne, Curtis...and wondering who else is going to die.
-----Wary of the return of Kim.
-----Digusted with the President. And pretty pissed.
-----So so so so so SO glad that Jack is Back.
-----As much as I try not to question the story, even when it really screws up, I want to know why the hell the most secure places in the United States ALWAYS have a mole.
-----Annoyed at Derek. Wash your hair, kid.
-----Awaiting the battle between Diane and Audrey.
-----Sad that I can't watch with my family--the only time we really bonded.
-----Happy that Meg is watching with me! Watching alone is really no fun.
-----Proud of Chloe and how far she's come. And hey, they're even throwing in a little romance for her, I guess to replace Tony-Michelle.
-----Hoping beyond hope that Michelle is really alive.
-----Pleased that Sean Astin (sp?) is now on the show because he's awesome. The real hero of Lord of the Rings.
-----Smiley because my mom sent me a 24 care package!
Disappointed that Kari and I are going to miss seeing each other by so little.
Actually proud of the fact that I'm going home with almost nothing but the clothes on my back--a real feat for me.
Missing friends from home, but don't worry, I'm not horribly upset. It's just in the back of my mind.
Torn on which of my new MILLION mood themes to use (if I can even use them correctly) because they're all so freaking cool.
Looking forward to Spring and a schedule with English classes in it. And no more goddamn math. EVER.
Aching for a good book (I have plenty to try) but really longing to find something amazing in the pile.
Waiting with baited breath to find out how Melissa did on her audition.
And we got a good laugh out of the fact that there is now a beer can in one of the guys' toilets. Idiots. Although last night's ruckus was more violent than the usual--not as scary as in the past, but enough to make me check to be sure the door was locked.
So many icons, not enough entries.
And if those assholes blast that music one more time...
I think that's about it, at least for issues I'm willing to share with the general public. Wait--as always, lonely as I wait for someone (of the opposite sex) to actually notice me. And lonely for my puppy--I always get excited to see him when I'm going home until I remember that he's not there and it's not really home anymore.
I guess a 'sharing of feelings' (name that book) is all an entry really is--I just organized it differently. So, goodbye my dears (ew, I can't believe I just said that) as I go into panic mode over this stupid exam. As I've said before, math is evil. EVIL!