Not to pull your halo down...

Mar 07, 2009 21:53

Meghan haz coffee. At 10:36 pm. Life is good. :]

Firstly: *snickers madly at the asshole that was tailgating me and ended up pulled over by a police officer* X3
Seriously. He almost ran into me because I stopped at a light. O.o

I just got back from a late night Walmart run. Is it weird that I really like going to Walmart really late at night? I usually like going later, like a.m.-ish, but my mom's been bickering me about getting sleep. I've gotten stressed to the point that my period's all screwed up and goes for weeks at a time..but that's another journal entry. :P
I finally finally finally bought a coffee grinder! I haven't been able to have some of the coffee that Chris brought for me from Seattle because it's whole bean. Chris, being the anti-coffee drinker WEIRDO he is, didn't know the difference. :) <3
Anyway, I'm sipping my 2nd cup of Seattle's Best right now. I made two just because it's so much fun to use the coffee grinder. X3

Mom: "Meghan, are you watching for something in the grinder?"
Me: "It's like a movie! :DDD"
Mom: ...*walks away*

I also got some contact solution, makeup remover, and *suprise* more crazy eyeshadow. Yellow and purple. :]

It was SUCH a beautiful day today! 70-ish degrees, sunny, breezy...I wore sandals!! ^_^
Hello, Spring. =]

I'm glad that I actually got to go out and experience it, even if it was so that I could play at the Children's Hospital memorial service. It was hard to play for it last year and just as hard this year. :(
Basically, Children's Hospital holds an annual service for the children that have passed away in the hospital in the past year. We, the trio (minus Rachel, plus Erika [It was good to see Erika! ^_^]), played a little prelude and postlude music and accompanied Amberlyn while she sang I Hope You Dance. It's an easy job as far as playing goes, but making it through the service without sobbing your brains out is the tricky part. So many of the people being memorialized were my age...They said that one girl had her own high school graduation ceremony from her hospital room. And there was poetry and art made by the patients...
Shit. I just started crying.
I've always wondered why I cry for people I don't know on the drop of a dime...I can't really think of anytime that a family member died and I cried. I've been pretty sad before, but I don't think that I've ever actually cried. I ever remember crying at Mr. Marsh's funeral; it was during a choir piece. But I didn't really know Mr. Marsh, I'd just met him and heard amazing stories about him...
I dunno.

*gets off of the computer to finish Wuthering Heights...maybe.* ♥

coffee, fun stuff, a perfect circle

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