It's been awhile, kids.
God only knows why I've decided to update this all of a sudden. Infact, I shouldn't even be online - but I had to print out another copy of my formal washsink letter ot Mr.Fillipone && the Frontiernet icon was simply calling my name saying: "click on me! connect! dial up!" So I did. I miss this journal, to a certain extent. It's nice to make public entries once in a blue moon. So, incase you're not updated, which is hard to believe, I'll recap - only because I'm really bored and distracted.
Summer vacation's long been over, and it's been a better one then last summer. Last year was enjoyable, but very close to madness. I only reached breaking point about twice this summer. I met absolutley no stunning, gorgeous hunks - but then again, I wasn't looking. I actually spent most of my summer working, or driving around with Nicole and Pryscilla. Senior year started, and with that came the endangerment of my social life. It's barely nonexistant, and Stagecrew will be starting up soon - so the rest of my time will be lovingly put into the most set-less play I've ever heard of: "Our Town". Whatever, it's stagecrew, it's my passion, and I'm in absolutley no position to complain. I think this year still holds room for improvement, and I think I could really grow to like the mediocracy that has become my Senior year of Highschool. I really think I could.
I'm not even sure anybody reads the old journal anymore. Couldn't blame them either, it's not like I'm a "frequent updater". That being said, I just killed atleast 10 minutes off my night, and I think I'm about to retire to bed. ♥ ♥ Goodnight.
Summer vacation's long been over, and it's been a better one then last summer. Last year was enjoyable, but very close to madness. I only reached breaking point about twice this summer. I met absolutley no stunning, gorgeous hunks - but then again, I wasn't looking. I actually spent most of my summer working, or driving around with Nicole and Pryscilla. Senior year started, and with that came the endangerment of my social life. It's barely nonexistant, and Stagecrew will be starting up soon - so the rest of my time will be lovingly put into the most set-less play I've ever heard of: "Our Town". Whatever, it's stagecrew, it's my passion, and I'm in absolutley no position to complain. I think this year still holds room for improvement, and I think I could really grow to like the mediocracy that has become my Senior year of Highschool. I really think I could.
I'm not even sure anybody reads the old journal anymore. Couldn't blame them either, it's not like I'm a "frequent updater". That being said, I just killed atleast 10 minutes off my night, and I think I'm about to retire to bed. ♥ ♥ Goodnight.