"It takes two to know, two to know, two to know, Why can't you see?!"
If only I had more foresight, I would have set up a may pole outside. Because today would have been an awesome day to dance around with ribbons, excepting the lack of flowers and my jam packed schedule.
Last night I came home around 9, and today I came home around 8. I'm so thankful the weekend is fast approaching. Besides, track's finally ending on Monday with the league finals. Eek! And, of course, my coach is putting me in for the 800 m (half mile), 1600 m (mile), and the 3200 m (two mile)...heh heh. Yeah, I'll hopefully get to scratch out of doing the 3200 m.
I even woke up an hour early this morning because our senior class social chairs decided we should go out for breakfast before school. I mean, yes, it was fun, but wow...I'm really really tired right now. We stopped at the Baker's Square down the road from school. Only about a dozen of us went. :P Good times, though. I'm actually surprised at my awakeness every morning. I have a feeling I'm a morning person, except that being a teenager just masks that for a while.
I have a serious thing for "Piper at the Gates of Dawn". It's like a crush, but it's morphed on to true love. It puts things right, relaxes you, sends you on a trip, and entrances you all at the same time. You know those questions, what ten albums would you bring with you on a desert island or whatever? Yeah. Piper's definitely one of them.
Although..."The Wall" has been stalking me for the past few days. "Another Brick in the Wall pt 2" especially. But such is public radio. I'm overdue for a complete Wall listen through, anyways.
AP tests are next week and I'm nervous. ...well, for English, not so much European History. >.< Whatever. I just have to keep telling myself that I'm taking Honors Humanities next year, which'll cover that stuff uber fast anyways. Whoot overachieving, but never following through on it! (Honestly, that's always been my horrible tactic. I always take too many hard classes, then force myself to suffer through the consequential hell)
Today I taught a friend of mine how to hack. Honestly, one must weild a computer wisely. The hype machine search I put up the other day? Yeah, he didn't know how to save the songs. Right click>Save link as... And then he flipped out like I had just cleansed him from sin or something. *shakes head* And he's even starting to fall from his Devendra appreciation, which is what got us talking about music anyways. Ah well, hipster scum...
...I'm in need of sleep, so away I go to dreamland. Speaking of which, I had another dream. It involved our track team getting on a bus to go to a meet, but there was a football game going on, so we just sat in the stands and watched it. It was raining, too. Then, I went to the snack bar, and a delivery man came and delivered a hard liquor pizza "for to use in the endzone" he said. Don't ask me, I don't understand what he said in the dream either! But the snackbar man refused, saying they couldn't ID the people very well down there. So they just shoved the pizza box into the snack bar fridge. :P I love dreamland. It makes no sense and I love it. Besides, I miss the rainy setting that the dream was set in...oh...so...much.
Katrina
Ps- *does a rain dance*
Pps- I'm sick of the bright sunlight pounding down. All I seem to relate it to is tiredness and throbbing headaches.
Last night I came home around 9, and today I came home around 8. I'm so thankful the weekend is fast approaching. Besides, track's finally ending on Monday with the league finals. Eek! And, of course, my coach is putting me in for the 800 m (half mile), 1600 m (mile), and the 3200 m (two mile)...heh heh. Yeah, I'll hopefully get to scratch out of doing the 3200 m.
I even woke up an hour early this morning because our senior class social chairs decided we should go out for breakfast before school. I mean, yes, it was fun, but wow...I'm really really tired right now. We stopped at the Baker's Square down the road from school. Only about a dozen of us went. :P Good times, though. I'm actually surprised at my awakeness every morning. I have a feeling I'm a morning person, except that being a teenager just masks that for a while.
I have a serious thing for "Piper at the Gates of Dawn". It's like a crush, but it's morphed on to true love. It puts things right, relaxes you, sends you on a trip, and entrances you all at the same time. You know those questions, what ten albums would you bring with you on a desert island or whatever? Yeah. Piper's definitely one of them.
Although..."The Wall" has been stalking me for the past few days. "Another Brick in the Wall pt 2" especially. But such is public radio. I'm overdue for a complete Wall listen through, anyways.
AP tests are next week and I'm nervous. ...well, for English, not so much European History. >.< Whatever. I just have to keep telling myself that I'm taking Honors Humanities next year, which'll cover that stuff uber fast anyways. Whoot overachieving, but never following through on it! (Honestly, that's always been my horrible tactic. I always take too many hard classes, then force myself to suffer through the consequential hell)
Today I taught a friend of mine how to hack. Honestly, one must weild a computer wisely. The hype machine search I put up the other day? Yeah, he didn't know how to save the songs. Right click>Save link as... And then he flipped out like I had just cleansed him from sin or something. *shakes head* And he's even starting to fall from his Devendra appreciation, which is what got us talking about music anyways. Ah well, hipster scum...
...I'm in need of sleep, so away I go to dreamland. Speaking of which, I had another dream. It involved our track team getting on a bus to go to a meet, but there was a football game going on, so we just sat in the stands and watched it. It was raining, too. Then, I went to the snack bar, and a delivery man came and delivered a hard liquor pizza "for to use in the endzone" he said. Don't ask me, I don't understand what he said in the dream either! But the snackbar man refused, saying they couldn't ID the people very well down there. So they just shoved the pizza box into the snack bar fridge. :P I love dreamland. It makes no sense and I love it. Besides, I miss the rainy setting that the dream was set in...oh...so...much.
Katrina
Ps- *does a rain dance*
Pps- I'm sick of the bright sunlight pounding down. All I seem to relate it to is tiredness and throbbing headaches.