The weather is delightful, not frightful, whatever the song may say. I just want to dance, dance, dance all day long to various soundtracks and play my cello happily.
What song did you day was perfect for the first snow? I know this is the second, but I'm hoping it intensifies the greatness of winter. Oh, white Christmas...
It would nice for all ignorance to come to an end, but that is impossible. Baby steps to peace and love(this would make sense if you've seen What About Bob?...well, kind of, maybe).
No Sprint today! Ah-yes!
Poor Aleesha probably missed a very important call.
You have to write two papers. On what, I am unsure. E-mail her.
I read this book in sixth grade or something about this "disorder" where you see specific colors and shapes for numbers and sounds. So, like, when you think "four" you see a tellow triangle or something. That is crazy. I think I would love it for a little while. I remember being really angry when the girl in the book tried to cure it.
How's your application going?
Ignore deadlines as much as possible, then, though I am not sure this is possible. Everyone pushes deadlines on things that shouldn't have deadlines, like when people should get married, have children, decide on a career, or decipher the thoughts that crazily move through the human mind.
Ah! I'm snapping along to a great song. I love snappable songs.
I gradually spend more and more time in my school uniform. It used to be that I changed out of it immediately after school. Then, it decreased for the amount of time it took me to eat dinner. It went to dinner and a little homework. It has gotten to the point where I don't change until I take a shower and go to bed. It is quite sad, really.
I wish I loved people. I do sometimes, but other times, they drive me completely insane. Oh, well. Maybe I will learn to accept this insane species.
I think I am going to take a shower because I am very, very cold. I don't know why. I think it has to do with my waking up and not eating anything, if that is possible.
Music practice is off, as is the dance, so I am not entirely sure what is going on. Oh, well, living in the moment...
Saturday, December 15, 2007
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