Sunday...
I'm completely bored and I have nothing to do. That's a lie. I have to dust and vacuum, but who wants to do that?
I'm going to assume my English Dork role, and tell you that's I've finished 3 books already this summer, and I've been home for two weeks. I thank the shitty weather we've had for that. I'm about to start my newest book, thanks to a trip to DC and somebody who accepts that I am a dork. Thanks!
I'm still looking for a job. I hung out with Michelle and Stacie yesterday, and Fatimeh stopped by. I got to see prom pictures... yay! and such. We had a picnic, with a very cool picnic basket. It was sweet. Anyway, Michelle said to apply to Shaw's in Canton. I think I might have to. I just need a job. I don't even care what I would be doing at this point.
My wrist hurts. Thought I would let you know. That's how eventful my day is.
Tomorrow is a holiday, and my family will be home. I don't even know what we will be doing. Probably something special that I won't enjoy. Oh well. Yay for family gatherings and holidays, only it won't be a gathering, it will just be me, my mom, and my little brother. I should call Wes. That's what I should do. I still have his Christmas and birthday gifts. Hmmmm...
I want to see Star Wars Episode III... I was supposed to take Aaron, but he hasn't been home, so I haven't taken him. Oh well... I saw The Longest Yard... (my hero... I <3 him!) and it was really good. Hysterical. I had a good day on Friday. I went mini-golfing too, but I realized somethings, that I wished I hadn't. Not that I wished I hadn't, just that I wished I didn't have to, because I wish they weren't true. I suck. I'm sorry. And I can't hit a ball in a batting cage if my life depended on it. Oh well...
I started thinking some stuff I didn't like either. And I'm glad that got cleared up. I hate when you are thinking something, but you don't want to bring it up incase it's not true and you ook like an idiot. Or I guess incase it is true and you just hate the feeling it brings.
Back to the confusing journals? Damn... I don't think I even understand half of this. Oh well.. it's Sunday and I'm occupying myself with typing whatever comes to mind, so you can't blame me. Well... you can, I just won't listen to you.
I'm going to assume my English Dork role, and tell you that's I've finished 3 books already this summer, and I've been home for two weeks. I thank the shitty weather we've had for that. I'm about to start my newest book, thanks to a trip to DC and somebody who accepts that I am a dork. Thanks!
I'm still looking for a job. I hung out with Michelle and Stacie yesterday, and Fatimeh stopped by. I got to see prom pictures... yay! and such. We had a picnic, with a very cool picnic basket. It was sweet. Anyway, Michelle said to apply to Shaw's in Canton. I think I might have to. I just need a job. I don't even care what I would be doing at this point.
My wrist hurts. Thought I would let you know. That's how eventful my day is.
Tomorrow is a holiday, and my family will be home. I don't even know what we will be doing. Probably something special that I won't enjoy. Oh well. Yay for family gatherings and holidays, only it won't be a gathering, it will just be me, my mom, and my little brother. I should call Wes. That's what I should do. I still have his Christmas and birthday gifts. Hmmmm...
I want to see Star Wars Episode III... I was supposed to take Aaron, but he hasn't been home, so I haven't taken him. Oh well... I saw The Longest Yard... (my hero... I <3 him!) and it was really good. Hysterical. I had a good day on Friday. I went mini-golfing too, but I realized somethings, that I wished I hadn't. Not that I wished I hadn't, just that I wished I didn't have to, because I wish they weren't true. I suck. I'm sorry. And I can't hit a ball in a batting cage if my life depended on it. Oh well...
I started thinking some stuff I didn't like either. And I'm glad that got cleared up. I hate when you are thinking something, but you don't want to bring it up incase it's not true and you ook like an idiot. Or I guess incase it is true and you just hate the feeling it brings.
Back to the confusing journals? Damn... I don't think I even understand half of this. Oh well.. it's Sunday and I'm occupying myself with typing whatever comes to mind, so you can't blame me. Well... you can, I just won't listen to you.