news, news, news (not that there's much)
Hey...I think I'm over the whole Mark thing. Well..at least I am TODAY. Its weird, I can't stop thinking about Jon, blah blah, you get it. I won't bore you with the details of my thoughts. I should probably say, too, that alot of my feelings have completely changed since the last entry (yesterday...retarded), so don't judge me from it. God, I change like 100% every single day. Is everyone supposed to be like this? Anyway.
I have a new plan for my room. I'm gonna make a collage on the ceiling, with stuff that means something to me. Like, I've got the first song I ever learned, some pictures of me and my friends in BC, a few ads from magazines that I thought were funny, just random stuff like that. Tomorrow I'm going to actually put some of it up...it'll take a long ass time before I get enough stuff to actually cover the whole thing. But thats whats fun about it...once I get it started, it'll be fun to put stuff up there whenever something important happens or whatever. And then when it's finished, in maybe a few years time....it'll look awesome, won't it? At least I think it will...I'm hoping it wont look all cluttered and gross and falling off...theres a fine line between cool messy and ugly messy. Hopefully I'll get it right the first time.
God, I'm starving...its ten to six and Mom just told me supper will be in about...two hours. Two frigging hours. Ahhhh.
Went to Lewisport yesterday, with my family (aw). It was so funny, we went to KFC and got some chicken, then actually went to this park thing and spread out a blanket and had a picnic! It was funny cause, a) I felt like a friggin loser, having a picnic with my family in the middle of a park by ourselves...we looked like a TV family. But I didn't care cause I was in Lewisport and didn't know anyone. and b) theres always a family having a picnic on KFC commercials, so I though that was pretty cool...we so would have done a better commercials than the stupid family they have now.
ANYWAY. Then last night my aunt and uncle and little second cousin Isaac came down...omg Isaac is SO cute, he's turning two on July 13 (my birthday, woo). And thats about all I had to say about that. Grad party was last night, too...I didn't go though (of course). I was actually planning to go next year, cause Renee's graduating and all, but I mentioned it to mom and she was like, no way, so I either go behind her back or not go. It kind of sucks being so sheltered like I am...I mean, I was a TOTALLY sheltered child, like unbelievably. I didn't even really fully understand what sex was until grade 6. And even then, it was just the basics. It's alot better now, my parents understand that they have to let me grow up, but still. I mean, I know I should consider myself lucky to have had such a good childhood and everything, compared to some peoples. But in some ways I regret not living life...more fully understanding everything. Like that while I ate what I want whenever I wanted, there were people in Africa starving, dying. I never knew that when I was younger. Everything was just so happy for me, crisises where petty things like a stupid disagreement with a friend, or something. But ultimately, I know I am lucky, and wouldn't change the way I grew up if I could, I'm just kind of wondering what it'd be like if things were different. Like if I grew up with a poor family, or lived in a dangerous neighborhood. Something like that.
Leah
I have a new plan for my room. I'm gonna make a collage on the ceiling, with stuff that means something to me. Like, I've got the first song I ever learned, some pictures of me and my friends in BC, a few ads from magazines that I thought were funny, just random stuff like that. Tomorrow I'm going to actually put some of it up...it'll take a long ass time before I get enough stuff to actually cover the whole thing. But thats whats fun about it...once I get it started, it'll be fun to put stuff up there whenever something important happens or whatever. And then when it's finished, in maybe a few years time....it'll look awesome, won't it? At least I think it will...I'm hoping it wont look all cluttered and gross and falling off...theres a fine line between cool messy and ugly messy. Hopefully I'll get it right the first time.
God, I'm starving...its ten to six and Mom just told me supper will be in about...two hours. Two frigging hours. Ahhhh.
Went to Lewisport yesterday, with my family (aw). It was so funny, we went to KFC and got some chicken, then actually went to this park thing and spread out a blanket and had a picnic! It was funny cause, a) I felt like a friggin loser, having a picnic with my family in the middle of a park by ourselves...we looked like a TV family. But I didn't care cause I was in Lewisport and didn't know anyone. and b) theres always a family having a picnic on KFC commercials, so I though that was pretty cool...we so would have done a better commercials than the stupid family they have now.
ANYWAY. Then last night my aunt and uncle and little second cousin Isaac came down...omg Isaac is SO cute, he's turning two on July 13 (my birthday, woo). And thats about all I had to say about that. Grad party was last night, too...I didn't go though (of course). I was actually planning to go next year, cause Renee's graduating and all, but I mentioned it to mom and she was like, no way, so I either go behind her back or not go. It kind of sucks being so sheltered like I am...I mean, I was a TOTALLY sheltered child, like unbelievably. I didn't even really fully understand what sex was until grade 6. And even then, it was just the basics. It's alot better now, my parents understand that they have to let me grow up, but still. I mean, I know I should consider myself lucky to have had such a good childhood and everything, compared to some peoples. But in some ways I regret not living life...more fully understanding everything. Like that while I ate what I want whenever I wanted, there were people in Africa starving, dying. I never knew that when I was younger. Everything was just so happy for me, crisises where petty things like a stupid disagreement with a friend, or something. But ultimately, I know I am lucky, and wouldn't change the way I grew up if I could, I'm just kind of wondering what it'd be like if things were different. Like if I grew up with a poor family, or lived in a dangerous neighborhood. Something like that.
Leah