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Today Britain signed the Treat of Paris (which ended the Revolutionary War in America, 1783)!
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I think that the times when I am lost in thought are the times when I am lost at heart as well. I had another panic attack today. It seems so sickening; I don't even feel the strength I thought I had sometimes. I feel so weak, and exposed - I hope she will know what she's talking about Thursday. I feel like Atlas, shrugging, taking the world upon his bare shoulders.
Does music drown out reality? I think it can. It think it's wonderful when it can. It's when I lose myself amidst the music that I feel like I can have time to myself, almost. Closing your eyes, and letting it go.
Parents tend to pick up on the things you don't want them to pick up on. This bothers me. I never was a true believer in the "eyes in the back of their head" theory, but recent coincidences make me start to believe otherwise. Perhaps its my lack of stability lately, or the way I seem to stay awake late into the night like an insomniac or something, lol! Nontheless, my parents are aggravating ... and yet amazing at the same time.
Hey, you two -- I really liked that JV game! We should do that more often, or at go do something ... and next time, use sugar in the smoothies... ;-).
Oh, to go bowling. It sounded really wonderful. To go out, with friends. [happy daydream]. Actually, I had a really wonderful set of dreams last night as well … and yet, I am here, at home, furiously typing away at a study guide for the bob test tuedsay. [unhappy sigh]. But hey, for all of you who have to unhappily take this test with me next week, I will post my study guide up here ASAP when I finish for you to use, if you want to. Free of charge. I’m just nice like that, I guess ;-)
I have that irresistible urge to travel. How I love traveling, which is ironic, considering the panicked state of flying I’ve succumbed to .. so sailing. I love sailing. Probably more than I love reading. Yes, WAY more- sailing on grandpa’s lake … sailing at Hawaii with my cousins … sailing on the gulf of mexico … mmm. I love water. And boats. It would be so cool to be on a submarine dive to the bottom of the Atlantic someday, or go on one of those month-long expeditions to Antartica from South America, and back through the Amazon and Falkland Islands (which may actually happen if I keep good grades and get a scholarship… YIPPEE) … seriously. Travel = love.
Vince Guaraldi can totally rock my face right now. I just got his complete works on piano book, had it spiral-bound, and can’t keep my fingers off the keys since. It’s addicting, actually … I know, Kelsey, imagine that- PIANO. ADDICTING. ;-)
Today Britain signed the Treat of Paris (which ended the Revolutionary War in America, 1783)!
***
I think that the times when I am lost in thought are the times when I am lost at heart as well. I had another panic attack today. It seems so sickening; I don't even feel the strength I thought I had sometimes. I feel so weak, and exposed - I hope she will know what she's talking about Thursday. I feel like Atlas, shrugging, taking the world upon his bare shoulders.
Does music drown out reality? I think it can. It think it's wonderful when it can. It's when I lose myself amidst the music that I feel like I can have time to myself, almost. Closing your eyes, and letting it go.
Parents tend to pick up on the things you don't want them to pick up on. This bothers me. I never was a true believer in the "eyes in the back of their head" theory, but recent coincidences make me start to believe otherwise. Perhaps its my lack of stability lately, or the way I seem to stay awake late into the night like an insomniac or something, lol! Nontheless, my parents are aggravating ... and yet amazing at the same time.
Hey, you two -- I really liked that JV game! We should do that more often, or at go do something ... and next time, use sugar in the smoothies... ;-).
Oh, to go bowling. It sounded really wonderful. To go out, with friends. [happy daydream]. Actually, I had a really wonderful set of dreams last night as well … and yet, I am here, at home, furiously typing away at a study guide for the bob test tuedsay. [unhappy sigh]. But hey, for all of you who have to unhappily take this test with me next week, I will post my study guide up here ASAP when I finish for you to use, if you want to. Free of charge. I’m just nice like that, I guess ;-)
I have that irresistible urge to travel. How I love traveling, which is ironic, considering the panicked state of flying I’ve succumbed to .. so sailing. I love sailing. Probably more than I love reading. Yes, WAY more- sailing on grandpa’s lake … sailing at Hawaii with my cousins … sailing on the gulf of mexico … mmm. I love water. And boats. It would be so cool to be on a submarine dive to the bottom of the Atlantic someday, or go on one of those month-long expeditions to Antartica from South America, and back through the Amazon and Falkland Islands (which may actually happen if I keep good grades and get a scholarship… YIPPEE) … seriously. Travel = love.
Vince Guaraldi can totally rock my face right now. I just got his complete works on piano book, had it spiral-bound, and can’t keep my fingers off the keys since. It’s addicting, actually … I know, Kelsey, imagine that- PIANO. ADDICTING. ;-)