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I feel splayed between too many activities. Too many things that I need to do or have to do or want to do and get accomplished in a single day, in a single week. It had been a while since I lost sleep. Mon classe de Francaise Trois et Quatre fera La Revolution Francaise pour l'examen finale. Je suis Olympe de Gouges. Elle est pour les droits de femme.
I hitchhiked today, or rather let someone give me a ride. I regret it now, I am too trusting in situations where I shouldn't be. Perhaps its from my human desire to be rebellious.
Twenty five days until I'm eighteen. There's a lot involved in that: getting my license, going to Paris, putting the car in my name and moving up to college. Plus job oppourtunities and trying to sell my beach cruiser for a racing bike and deciding just how much of my crud I'm going to bring with me. It sounds premature but I am going to miss this room. Not this house though. Even if my mom sells it and moves to some weird town in the middle of California-or South Dakota.
I'll miss my mom. I'll miss my sister!!! I'm going to try and visit her as much as I can this summer. Lots of sleep-overs to come, especially with Lucius and Harry(the kittens) present.
The show goes up Wednesday. I don't have all my props, ha ha. Or a reliable crew. I don't know how smoothly the whole thing is going to run. I think they have the ability, it just depends on whether or not they want to put in the energy, and can work with all the variables that were added last second. Meh...I'm dissapointed that I'm not even getting to act in my last high school play. I ring a triangle to make it sound like a phone! I should have kissed more ass, or taken singing lessons.
Now for something for the visual learners: some weird pictures I took with my laptop.
henna with x-ray
If I were a comic book character
Teeth don't get enough credit
A mustache is always a great accessory (not actual mustache, strange lighting)
Well, we have some good dessert in the kitchen. Famous last words.
I hitchhiked today, or rather let someone give me a ride. I regret it now, I am too trusting in situations where I shouldn't be. Perhaps its from my human desire to be rebellious.
Twenty five days until I'm eighteen. There's a lot involved in that: getting my license, going to Paris, putting the car in my name and moving up to college. Plus job oppourtunities and trying to sell my beach cruiser for a racing bike and deciding just how much of my crud I'm going to bring with me. It sounds premature but I am going to miss this room. Not this house though. Even if my mom sells it and moves to some weird town in the middle of California-or South Dakota.
I'll miss my mom. I'll miss my sister!!! I'm going to try and visit her as much as I can this summer. Lots of sleep-overs to come, especially with Lucius and Harry(the kittens) present.
The show goes up Wednesday. I don't have all my props, ha ha. Or a reliable crew. I don't know how smoothly the whole thing is going to run. I think they have the ability, it just depends on whether or not they want to put in the energy, and can work with all the variables that were added last second. Meh...I'm dissapointed that I'm not even getting to act in my last high school play. I ring a triangle to make it sound like a phone! I should have kissed more ass, or taken singing lessons.
Now for something for the visual learners: some weird pictures I took with my laptop.
henna with x-ray
If I were a comic book character
Teeth don't get enough credit
A mustache is always a great accessory (not actual mustache, strange lighting)
Well, we have some good dessert in the kitchen. Famous last words.