Why are people needy so early in the morning?
It is currently 5.20 in the morning and I am awake to go do some volunteer work for eight hours.
Why must these things take place at ridiculous hours?
(and yes, I'm complaining for the sake of complaining.)
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Three days so far without soda, and the only time I've had a craving is yesterday when my uncle and grandmother were over and we ordered pizza. Then I was like, WANT. But it wasn't too bad and a Powerade worked just fine.
It'll be four days as of three p.m. today. A week at three p.m. Wednesday.
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Busy weekend. Yesterday I was watching the White Collar marathon until my uncle and grandmother came over, then I decided it would be probably be more mature of me to watch the football game with them rather than stay in my room watching White Collar.
With how shameful that game was? I kind of wish I'd taken the more selfish route.
I cannot believe that the Cardinals could score a touchdown on the first play of the game and then not show up for the rest of it. The defense just was not there. New Orleans walked all over them.
And then the Suns got killed, too, and the University of North Mexico beat Oregon to get themselves out of last place in the Pac-10 men's basketball standings. But, on the plus side, ASU beat Oregon State and is now quite comfortably at the very top of the league.
Small consolation prize, but I still want my lost White Collar back.
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Today I'm volunteering at a marathon with my school (it's kind of the weekend of marathons), and FML it's early. And cold. I'm wearing long sleeves under a thick jacket, and I'll have to put on the Race Crew shirt when we get there. I don't care enough to participate in our "theme" which is high school stereotypes. I was like, yeahokaywhatever.
But after this eight-hour-long thing, we're going over to my brother's house to watch even moar football! Hopefully it won't be as bad as the Cardinals, but frankly I have nothing to root for anymore, so I think I'll pull for the Chargers just to please my uncle. ;D
Either that or I'm going to steal my brother's bed and sleep.
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At least Monday is no school, so I can catch up on my rest and things I meant to do this weekend. Like laundry.
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Also I have fully realized my senior project will be an "exploration" into my creative journey, past, present, and future.
Sounds intelligent, doesn't it?
It's just an excuse for me to use old stories and artwork to save me a lot of work. ;D
Why must these things take place at ridiculous hours?
(and yes, I'm complaining for the sake of complaining.)
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Three days so far without soda, and the only time I've had a craving is yesterday when my uncle and grandmother were over and we ordered pizza. Then I was like, WANT. But it wasn't too bad and a Powerade worked just fine.
It'll be four days as of three p.m. today. A week at three p.m. Wednesday.
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Busy weekend. Yesterday I was watching the White Collar marathon until my uncle and grandmother came over, then I decided it would be probably be more mature of me to watch the football game with them rather than stay in my room watching White Collar.
With how shameful that game was? I kind of wish I'd taken the more selfish route.
I cannot believe that the Cardinals could score a touchdown on the first play of the game and then not show up for the rest of it. The defense just was not there. New Orleans walked all over them.
And then the Suns got killed, too, and the University of North Mexico beat Oregon to get themselves out of last place in the Pac-10 men's basketball standings. But, on the plus side, ASU beat Oregon State and is now quite comfortably at the very top of the league.
Small consolation prize, but I still want my lost White Collar back.
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Today I'm volunteering at a marathon with my school (it's kind of the weekend of marathons), and FML it's early. And cold. I'm wearing long sleeves under a thick jacket, and I'll have to put on the Race Crew shirt when we get there. I don't care enough to participate in our "theme" which is high school stereotypes. I was like, yeahokaywhatever.
But after this eight-hour-long thing, we're going over to my brother's house to watch even moar football! Hopefully it won't be as bad as the Cardinals, but frankly I have nothing to root for anymore, so I think I'll pull for the Chargers just to please my uncle. ;D
Either that or I'm going to steal my brother's bed and sleep.
---
At least Monday is no school, so I can catch up on my rest and things I meant to do this weekend. Like laundry.
---
Also I have fully realized my senior project will be an "exploration" into my creative journey, past, present, and future.
Sounds intelligent, doesn't it?
It's just an excuse for me to use old stories and artwork to save me a lot of work. ;D