today was thanksgiving and it was decent but would barely qualify as a holiday
k. i'll start with the best part of my day. i now know a one-year-old who knows where and what his penis is. genius. he'll probably cure cancer... if not ED. (erectile dysfunction)
umm so it was thanksgiving and i told my parents i was fasting. they didn't believe me. so during dinner (we had 2 family friends over) my dad furiously looked over to me and yell-whispered "EAT SOMETHING"... so i picked at a biscuit and stuffing.
i don't think we should have a national holiday to realize how lucky we are. i think it should be a daily thing, so i don't agree with thanksgiving. plus i'm sick and didn't feel like eating.
umm so like right now everything is alright. we have 4 days off which is fantastic. last night karen and i had a picnic like on this grassy area at night... it was awesome. and then after we just layed in her bed and talked. fun times... there will be pictures eventually.
i'm deciding whether i should make a pretty big decision right now and it kinda sucks... i hate decisions especially when you make the wrong one.
in psych we have to turn in dream recordings on monday... the vast majority of my dreams involve trevor [most of which are extremely unclean- but it's my subconscious, k?], which is unnerving because i cannot consciously remember what he looks like no matter how hard i try (this is preferable) but i have a clear image during a dream and right after i wake up... other recorded dreams include me being naked in north canyon and realizing that i have to get my badminton uniform before regionals start, setting my grandfather on fire and laughing at him until he turns to dust, or riding horses around towns that i once lived in. sometimes i have a dream that the grasshopper in a suit from james and the giant peach is chasing me around my old house in canada. i've had it several times since i was five years old. the subconscious is a weird thing... i could go on forever. maybe another day. i'm prolly gonna write my extended essay (senior year) on something psychological.
did you know that turkey has a hormone in it that makes you tired?
umm so it was thanksgiving and i told my parents i was fasting. they didn't believe me. so during dinner (we had 2 family friends over) my dad furiously looked over to me and yell-whispered "EAT SOMETHING"... so i picked at a biscuit and stuffing.
i don't think we should have a national holiday to realize how lucky we are. i think it should be a daily thing, so i don't agree with thanksgiving. plus i'm sick and didn't feel like eating.
umm so like right now everything is alright. we have 4 days off which is fantastic. last night karen and i had a picnic like on this grassy area at night... it was awesome. and then after we just layed in her bed and talked. fun times... there will be pictures eventually.
i'm deciding whether i should make a pretty big decision right now and it kinda sucks... i hate decisions especially when you make the wrong one.
in psych we have to turn in dream recordings on monday... the vast majority of my dreams involve trevor [most of which are extremely unclean- but it's my subconscious, k?], which is unnerving because i cannot consciously remember what he looks like no matter how hard i try (this is preferable) but i have a clear image during a dream and right after i wake up... other recorded dreams include me being naked in north canyon and realizing that i have to get my badminton uniform before regionals start, setting my grandfather on fire and laughing at him until he turns to dust, or riding horses around towns that i once lived in. sometimes i have a dream that the grasshopper in a suit from james and the giant peach is chasing me around my old house in canada. i've had it several times since i was five years old. the subconscious is a weird thing... i could go on forever. maybe another day. i'm prolly gonna write my extended essay (senior year) on something psychological.
did you know that turkey has a hormone in it that makes you tired?