the year in review
January: Well, now, here I am.
February: It's me again, sitting in my room with way too much on my brain.
March: Oh, end this day. Show me an ocean.
April: Internet's down. Azalea Festival this year rocked.
May: It's beautiful outside right now.
June: First best friend: Laura Adams
July: Well, I think I've come to a certain standpoint with all males.
August: When you're best friends with someone without ever putting everything out front first, things get
harder and harder to say to each other.
September: I just read my last journal entry and cringed inwardly.
October: I managed to get a virsu on my computer that a five year old could have avoided.
November: Right now I am looking atmy computer and wondering why the words are so large.
December: I'm bored and I miss my Teresa.
First sentences of the first entry of every month. Kind of interesting. I just can't believe that this whole year is almost over. Damn. I hate it when things end.
p.s. made a B in speech class. yay.
February: It's me again, sitting in my room with way too much on my brain.
March: Oh, end this day. Show me an ocean.
April: Internet's down. Azalea Festival this year rocked.
May: It's beautiful outside right now.
June: First best friend: Laura Adams
July: Well, I think I've come to a certain standpoint with all males.
August: When you're best friends with someone without ever putting everything out front first, things get
harder and harder to say to each other.
September: I just read my last journal entry and cringed inwardly.
October: I managed to get a virsu on my computer that a five year old could have avoided.
November: Right now I am looking atmy computer and wondering why the words are so large.
December: I'm bored and I miss my Teresa.
First sentences of the first entry of every month. Kind of interesting. I just can't believe that this whole year is almost over. Damn. I hate it when things end.
p.s. made a B in speech class. yay.