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Woah, it's been quite a while!! Sorry about that. I don't think that anyone really reads this though, so i guess it doesn't matter that I am inconsistent in my updates!
Hmm, sooo what has happened since I last updated. school got out. i'm officially a senior!! sweet deal. I got a 100 on the research paper that i wrote for history. it was our final. SWEET DEAL! i went to Kristin's dance recital..........it kicked BUTT! She kicked butt!!
Hmm how about if i start with like last Friday? I had an MRI of my brain. It's not as bad as people say it is. If you're REALLY claustrophobic, however, I'd HIGHLY suggest not having one ever. Though I suppose that's slightly out of your control. I eventually did alright with it....but it involved an IV kind of thing. They inject dye into your veins and just kinda keep the needle in there for about an hour. It's weird... your arm gets all warm and you can feel the dye going through your veins. Then I went to Freeport & got some clothes at Patagonia. Got home, got ready for my recital. Went over to Tricia's for a bit to visit before she left for Minnesota and made a bracelet. Eric came over to my house for a bit. Then I left for my recital. The recital was pretty good. The anual duet recital. It was kind of boring though.
Saturday I drove to my Aunt Anne's. We visited there for quite a while. It was a really great visit. We talked about Uncle Rod a lot, which felt really good. Then I drove home. Hmm, hung out for a bit then I went to John Fitts' graduation party. It was really fun!
Sunday was Father's day. I was in a really weird mood Sunday. Sunday was our last weekend Mass with Fr. Murphy..and I was sad a little bit until my mother commented, "It'll be hard, all this change in the church. We've always had a parish priest and we've always been friends with him. Now we won't. It's sad to think about. I just keep thinking of the nite Uncle Phil died and we were at Mammie Claire and Papa's. The first thing we did was call up Fr. Murphy and say, 'Hey we're having a hard time. Can you come sit with us and help us?' and he came right over. It'll be hard to not be able to have that." Then I got really sad. So eventually I just biked over to the church to pray and stuff.......but the doors were LOCKED!! Then I had a mental breakdown and was screaming and crying outside of the church, repeatedly trying to open every single door. I was out there for about 45 minutes when I think Fr. Murphy finally heard me. He unlocked the doors around 4.40. Oy that was crazy. Haha but after my little breakdown, I seemed to be fine. Then I came home and had dinner with the whole family and Mammie Claire & Papa. Then Eric came over later that nite for a bit to steal strawberry shortcake! Hmm then around 7.15 after he left, I went upstairs and relaxed and watched some TV.
Mondayyyyyyy I biked twenty miles. I think that was the most exciting part of it?
Yesterday I biked to daily Mass (with Fr. Murphy!! He said Mass!!). Came home. Then went out on my bike for an hour or so. I think that that was the most exciting part of yesterday?
Today I biked to daily Mass. It was Fr. Murphy's last Mass at St. Pat's. I'm very sad. I remember when Fr. O'Toole retired (well - was transferred. Cos he's so good taht he didn't retire when he turned 75 because of the priest shortage and just went to a smaller Parish!) and Fr. Murphy came, I was like ''WHO is this young guy who is changing everything!? I didn't really like him!! But I grew to LOVE him. I learned a LOT from him and became very close to him. His homilies taught a lot....i don't ever recall being bored by any one of them. ..........and I always remembered them after I left Mass. Gahhhhh I'm REALLY going to miss him. Anywho. Then I came home, had some breakfast. Thennnnn I biked over to Cycle Mania intown. I wanted them to take a look at the gears on my bike cos they make a funny noise and are jumpy when I shift. The guy comes back and is like ''Hmm your bike needs a lot of work done. It's going to need a whole tune up." Sooo I have to bring it in Monday before noon and it'll be done tuesday....and until then I'm not really encouraged to ride my bike too much. heh.
Okay. Now that I've written a novel, I'm going to go walk the Barstow's dog. You'll have to let me know if you actually read all of this!! I'll owe you something!! Haha. Peace out cubscouts!
love,
mj
Hmm, sooo what has happened since I last updated. school got out. i'm officially a senior!! sweet deal. I got a 100 on the research paper that i wrote for history. it was our final. SWEET DEAL! i went to Kristin's dance recital..........it kicked BUTT! She kicked butt!!
Hmm how about if i start with like last Friday? I had an MRI of my brain. It's not as bad as people say it is. If you're REALLY claustrophobic, however, I'd HIGHLY suggest not having one ever. Though I suppose that's slightly out of your control. I eventually did alright with it....but it involved an IV kind of thing. They inject dye into your veins and just kinda keep the needle in there for about an hour. It's weird... your arm gets all warm and you can feel the dye going through your veins. Then I went to Freeport & got some clothes at Patagonia. Got home, got ready for my recital. Went over to Tricia's for a bit to visit before she left for Minnesota and made a bracelet. Eric came over to my house for a bit. Then I left for my recital. The recital was pretty good. The anual duet recital. It was kind of boring though.
Saturday I drove to my Aunt Anne's. We visited there for quite a while. It was a really great visit. We talked about Uncle Rod a lot, which felt really good. Then I drove home. Hmm, hung out for a bit then I went to John Fitts' graduation party. It was really fun!
Sunday was Father's day. I was in a really weird mood Sunday. Sunday was our last weekend Mass with Fr. Murphy..and I was sad a little bit until my mother commented, "It'll be hard, all this change in the church. We've always had a parish priest and we've always been friends with him. Now we won't. It's sad to think about. I just keep thinking of the nite Uncle Phil died and we were at Mammie Claire and Papa's. The first thing we did was call up Fr. Murphy and say, 'Hey we're having a hard time. Can you come sit with us and help us?' and he came right over. It'll be hard to not be able to have that." Then I got really sad. So eventually I just biked over to the church to pray and stuff.......but the doors were LOCKED!! Then I had a mental breakdown and was screaming and crying outside of the church, repeatedly trying to open every single door. I was out there for about 45 minutes when I think Fr. Murphy finally heard me. He unlocked the doors around 4.40. Oy that was crazy. Haha but after my little breakdown, I seemed to be fine. Then I came home and had dinner with the whole family and Mammie Claire & Papa. Then Eric came over later that nite for a bit to steal strawberry shortcake! Hmm then around 7.15 after he left, I went upstairs and relaxed and watched some TV.
Mondayyyyyyy I biked twenty miles. I think that was the most exciting part of it?
Yesterday I biked to daily Mass (with Fr. Murphy!! He said Mass!!). Came home. Then went out on my bike for an hour or so. I think that that was the most exciting part of yesterday?
Today I biked to daily Mass. It was Fr. Murphy's last Mass at St. Pat's. I'm very sad. I remember when Fr. O'Toole retired (well - was transferred. Cos he's so good taht he didn't retire when he turned 75 because of the priest shortage and just went to a smaller Parish!) and Fr. Murphy came, I was like ''WHO is this young guy who is changing everything!? I didn't really like him!! But I grew to LOVE him. I learned a LOT from him and became very close to him. His homilies taught a lot....i don't ever recall being bored by any one of them. ..........and I always remembered them after I left Mass. Gahhhhh I'm REALLY going to miss him. Anywho. Then I came home, had some breakfast. Thennnnn I biked over to Cycle Mania intown. I wanted them to take a look at the gears on my bike cos they make a funny noise and are jumpy when I shift. The guy comes back and is like ''Hmm your bike needs a lot of work done. It's going to need a whole tune up." Sooo I have to bring it in Monday before noon and it'll be done tuesday....and until then I'm not really encouraged to ride my bike too much. heh.
Okay. Now that I've written a novel, I'm going to go walk the Barstow's dog. You'll have to let me know if you actually read all of this!! I'll owe you something!! Haha. Peace out cubscouts!
love,
mj