Feb 17, 2006 13:07
About my family in Russian --
I am going to talk about my family. It is neither big nor small. In our family, we have my father, my mom, my sister and I. We live in a comfortable, small house in Colorado.
My mom's name is Victoria. She is 40 years old. She was born in Colorado, and she grew up there and in Spain. She works at a hospital called "Aurora South," but she is not a nurse. She is the secretary of the nurses. Mom likes to read "National Geographic" magazine.
I do not want to talk about my father because I do not like talking about him. But, I should talk about him. My father's name is David. He is also 40 years old. He grew up in Florida and Jamaica, where he was born. My father is a driver. He does not like his work. He likes his friends.
My younger sister's name is Danielle. She is 14 years old. She was born in Colorado, and she grew up there. She is in 9th grade at a big high school called "Gateway." She does ok in school. My sister likes to play and listen to music.
So, me! My name is Jess -- Jessica. I am 18 years old. I was also born in Colorado, and I grew up there. I go to Randolph-Macon Women's College in Virginia. I work at my college's library. I like to read books and listen to music.
That was what my entry said yesterday. How totally cool is that? You have no idea. The cool, it is absolutely astounding.
Life is alright right now. I am anxiously waiting to see if I make the RA position. I am just going to fly through the roof if I do. Another party tonight, and then tomorrow, I have work, and Sabrina and I plan to do a thorough room cleaning, and if that is accompanied by some music or a movie, then so be it. I have to read a lot of Fast Food Nation this weekend. It's actually very interesting. I like it. Next weekend, we may go to Richmond. That should prove interesting. I have to call Uncle Rob before then to see if I can get Aunt Sharon's number. (Ok, I think it's Aunt Sharon out of all the millions of family members on dad's side of the family.) The weekend after that (Only two weeks away!!), I go to see Keaton. I'm very excited.
Things are busy and complicated and everything else that they can possibly be right now, and I'm seriously sleep deprived, but, you know, I'm ok right now. I feel less YAAAAAAAAY and uberexcited and hyper all the time, but I'm not really depressed either. I just feel kinda mellow. That's a good description.