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well. i exercized over 35 hours this week, walked the relay for life last night, and woke up for six this morning once more for a nice three hour practice... i haven t really been online...plus the week before i got punished...i forget why though...but anyway...i wasnt allowed on the computer for a week and i had a swim meet in connecticut...oh wait- screw that. the week before last week. whatever. so i didnt go online the whole week before connecticut and it was a three day meet, friday, saturday, sunday, so we stayed up there. saturday night i went out to eat with my mom and the medeirouses and the degroots, cos the rest of the older people were still swimming in the afternoon session. after eating me and nate and matt went to circuit city because all the moms were going shoe-shopping and um..i just didnt get as excited as the rest of them. i mean, they're shoes. you walk on them. hooray for my feet. ahhh i keep getting sidetracked DAMMIT. so me and nate were online at circuit city and i left a message on bryans away message like "heyyy guess what im in connecticut!" but then we left cos nate was like "dude its been way longer than we said we'd be...and matts disapeared".... after that though bryan only imed me once and he sounded kinda mad...i hope he isnt. actually, i dont care, serisouly. cos i dont ever see him and ill probably never see him again, but i just dont like it when people are mad at me. even if they do live two hours away and couldnt give a care.
and since im kind of exhausted, ive been just looking through people's livejournals and shit. talking to funny people online. being dead. ive noticed that a lot of people have been writing these long inspirational things in there journals. i think kristina is crazy just like me, which is awesome, and i lfet a long-ass comment on one of HER entries, but some of these other ones have just repetetive. i dont know if ill ever write something motivational in here. i do know that by looking over these entries, i only write in here when im really bored or out of it or excited or something...or when its late and theres nothing to do...none of them make sense, truthfully, but thats ok...
but maybe i could write a few long things in here. you know, that arent like this...that might actually just be thoughts...i do think quite a lot at night- er. at least i did before we started doing 12000 yards a day.
so i never wrote about graduation---but i poured it all out in an email to chloe. sadness...but in a way, hilarious because of how insane our class was. got my stang skirts yesterday, and i didnt even have to confront the snorty-"therenothiphuggersyouknow" salesperson....heeeellll yeah. it seems really wierd that next year ill be going to school with a bunch of people i know, but not from school...like jess and nate and lenny and a bunch of kids from westport that i knew from fourth grade. and then huntie and julie and meg and brooke and carly and meg and christian and allllll the SCA people ahead of me... wierd.
this journal entry makes absolutely no sense at all. im tired. today it started pouring outside, so i went in the grass and danced in it. i am pretty out of it right now, insanely restless though. i hate it when you were going to make plans with somebody, but you dont end up going through with them, and they sort of blow you off to go somewhere else without realizing that theyve done this to you? and then you're just like "damn. what do i do" and just kinda sit there. not that this happens much to me during the weeks, just saturday nights and stuff... when im not in the pool or running through woods at umass or being at norms garage...ive been working so hard its crazy, i really need to get those zone cuts this summer. i miss someone right now, its eating me. i wish i had a zebra. sometimes i order huge bowls of clam chowder and put as much pepper in as i can, but then i wont eat the clams. christian fell off his roof one day when he was sleeping-ahahahahahahhahaha- into a bush. this morning i had an intense conversation with z about my bad deeds in kindergarten. mwuhaha. and im talking to about ten people right now, but im just about ignoring all of them.
you might as well not read any of this, because im just talking to this idiot computer now. before i kill you all with nonsesne (although that does sound amusing) i think ill go to sleep now.
and since im kind of exhausted, ive been just looking through people's livejournals and shit. talking to funny people online. being dead. ive noticed that a lot of people have been writing these long inspirational things in there journals. i think kristina is crazy just like me, which is awesome, and i lfet a long-ass comment on one of HER entries, but some of these other ones have just repetetive. i dont know if ill ever write something motivational in here. i do know that by looking over these entries, i only write in here when im really bored or out of it or excited or something...or when its late and theres nothing to do...none of them make sense, truthfully, but thats ok...
but maybe i could write a few long things in here. you know, that arent like this...that might actually just be thoughts...i do think quite a lot at night- er. at least i did before we started doing 12000 yards a day.
so i never wrote about graduation---but i poured it all out in an email to chloe. sadness...but in a way, hilarious because of how insane our class was. got my stang skirts yesterday, and i didnt even have to confront the snorty-"therenothiphuggersyouknow" salesperson....heeeellll yeah. it seems really wierd that next year ill be going to school with a bunch of people i know, but not from school...like jess and nate and lenny and a bunch of kids from westport that i knew from fourth grade. and then huntie and julie and meg and brooke and carly and meg and christian and allllll the SCA people ahead of me... wierd.
this journal entry makes absolutely no sense at all. im tired. today it started pouring outside, so i went in the grass and danced in it. i am pretty out of it right now, insanely restless though. i hate it when you were going to make plans with somebody, but you dont end up going through with them, and they sort of blow you off to go somewhere else without realizing that theyve done this to you? and then you're just like "damn. what do i do" and just kinda sit there. not that this happens much to me during the weeks, just saturday nights and stuff... when im not in the pool or running through woods at umass or being at norms garage...ive been working so hard its crazy, i really need to get those zone cuts this summer. i miss someone right now, its eating me. i wish i had a zebra. sometimes i order huge bowls of clam chowder and put as much pepper in as i can, but then i wont eat the clams. christian fell off his roof one day when he was sleeping-ahahahahahahhahaha- into a bush. this morning i had an intense conversation with z about my bad deeds in kindergarten. mwuhaha. and im talking to about ten people right now, but im just about ignoring all of them.
you might as well not read any of this, because im just talking to this idiot computer now. before i kill you all with nonsesne (although that does sound amusing) i think ill go to sleep now.