June 29th-July 29th: I am off to Oxford, England, for a month to study psychology and creative writing. I won't have that much computer access, but I do hope to be able to check my e-mail every once in a while. So please write! I hope by now you have my snail mail address, but if you don't, I'm sure you can find it somewhere.
I love you all. Until next time... bye for now.
I packed today and finished Jessie's present. I surprisingly have a lot of room left, but Jessie says I just have to wait... I went for a run and had dinner with my family as well. Vicki also amazingly called for Xian, China! (She says she's having lots of fun.) At around 8pm, Andrew came over. With some time to kill, we drove down to the canal and walked with bats and goose poop. I was pretty scared, but I didn't let him know until later. Then we went to Jessie's house and watched the miraculous packing with the help of Miss Barrett. I started to cry when she put on the pack, but the waterworks sprouted when she gave me the card and book she made me to take to England. And then when Andrew dropped me off, I barely said a word. I do not know how I'm supposed to let him out of my car tomorrow morning when I drive him to work. I just--can't.
I am getting quite nervous about my trip, particularly because I have not been away from home for more than a week. I get this sick, empty feeling in my chest when I think about the people I won't get to see for a month. But, secretly, I am also getting very excited. I really don't know what to expect, but I'm sure I'll learn many new things and meet many cool people.
Alright, there are about a billion more things I need to do before I go, so this message will be short. It won't be the last before I leave, though, I promise... By now I've sent everyone out my address. If you are reading this and want my address, e-mail me.
Yesterday I finally got to see Jarryd! We saw Moulin Rouge, which ended up being a lot sadder than I expected. After we ate at the food court, we came home and lounged around. We watched a very old Jim Carrey movie and fell asleep on and off. Jessie stopped by, and soon the three of us went to pick up Andrew at the Metro. Jessie and Andrew stayed for dinner with my parents; there was much talk about HHS, science, and China. (I was mostly quiet; it's usually that way.) Afterwards, we went to Jessie's house to begin watching Proof of Life, but that ended quickly when the electricity went out. Jessie entertained herself by calling Kevin (hmm...)
Today I started writing my Chinese letter, but it still needs some work, essentially less emotion than I originally used. Then I drove over to Andrew's, had lunch, drove to my house, drove to Starbucks to meet Jessie and Kevin, who might have been trying to make a good impression on me. (Well, he did a pretty good job.) The four of us ended up going to see The Fast and the Furious; Jessie and Andrew liked it, but Kevin and I did not. Jessie has a "need for speed," she says quoting Top Gun. (Wow, I mentioned so many movies today.) Andrew and I came back here after the movie and entertained ourselves with henna and Meet the Parents. Hmm, maybe it's time I stop watching so many movies!
06.21.01: Happy Birthday, Morgan!
So, it's been pretty chill around here, though people are making me guilty for not working. But I will be gone in a week and will be out of your hands! {sigh} I've been working on letters, looking through magazines, and essentially doing all the things I've been wanting to do for a while. Morgan E. came over on Tuesday and finally met Andrew. I spent some time with Emma, Jeff, Daniel yesterday, which might be the last time I see them before I am gone for a month. There was also the Wilkersons last night; Jessie was probably going to kill me after I told her who was there: Alex and Brian--and almost Chris (ABC!). Yes, so Jessie's finally back from college tripping. Now we both have a lot to do before the 29th...
Today was kinda amusing. Jessie and I ran errands for the early afternoon, including getting high chews and working out at the gym. Then we waited around until Andrew called; then we picked him up at NIH. Andrew and I drew on each other until we decided I should probably get him home. We got a quick bite at Safeway. Then I drove, and got lost on the way, to Peter's house. We caught up, for I hadn't seen him in a while, and I won't see him before I leave. No marks yet, Peter. But remember: Say what you mean and mean what you say...
I added to the second and third quote pages (not funniest quotes). I realize I might have to stop my quote subscriptions while I am gone. SPEAKING OF WHICH, you all must write me snail mail while I am gone. I am thinking about putting my address up here, but I dunno about safety or whatnot. Either way, you'll probably get a notice in your e-mailbox. :-)
Dammit, why is it so hot? Lyric of the Day
At around 11pm, I left and went to Jessie's. I really wanted to see her before she went college tripping. Surprisingly, she hadn't packed yet. (Notice the sarcasm?) However, that was in part because she was finishing writing this letter she has been raving about since school ended. And last night, I finally received it; it turned out to be full of memories from fourth grade, when we first met and became best friends because our names were the same. The letter was quite funny and almost brought a tear to my eye. And in the end, she "proposed" that we be partners for the Mitre. It was all very thoughtful and cute.
This morning I started to clean my room--though it didn't look like it--and went for a run. I talked with Morgan for a while finally (I am seeing her tomorrow, and she is finally meeting Andrew), and I dropped some stuff off at Michael G.'s and Kimi's. Vicki stopped by in the afternoon, and we decided to write a 20 postcard-letter to Katty in Maine. After dinner, I dropped Vicki off at her house and went to Andrew's.
There's still so much to do! Where's the time?
Today was also Andrew's 18th birthday. I picked him up around 1:30pm, and we headed to Roosevelt Island. (He's never been there before.) We walked around, played in the fountain, and avoided poison ivy. We then drove down MacArthur to a deli and ended up going past Carderock to Great Falls. He pointed out all the falls' names, and I learned new terms. I dropped him home around 6pm. I haven't been this happy in a long time.
The only thing I regret is that I am not seeing my other friends as much, particularly Jessie. I know she says it's fine, but we are both leaving in 12 days for large adventures. In addition, I've been trying to see Peter, Vicki, Jarryd, Morgan, and Michael for a while now. I hope to see them before I leave. In fact, I know it will happen. "I've got to, Mister!" --Jim Carrey
The rest of the funniest quotes for this year are finally up. Enjoy!
Restraint has always been a difficult thing for me. {sigh}
I came back from college tripping yesterday. I went to Yale and Brown and ended up feeling exactly the opposite of what I expected for both. I am starting to get a better idea of what I want...
I have a lot of errands I need to run and things I need to finish before I leave on the 29th. I cannot believe I am leaving in just 16 days!
Randomess: I added to the Humashabla link below.
I am suddenly very addicted to chai.
I've started to do some serious thinking concerning my yearbook page (but I swear I am not obsessed).
I am going to the Wilkersons' tonight for dinner. Yum!
Dave Matthews Band concert tomorrow. I am off to do a little college tripping on Sunday thru Tuesday. I am sure you all will miss me. :-) 
Exam Return Day was not so bad. However, I realized out of the five teachers I saw, four of them will not be here next year. My teachers have influenced me so much this year. I wrote them letters, but only if they knew the half of it...
Jessie and I have had two movie nights. We watched Cruel Intentions, which is just sex into two hours; Cruel Intentions 2, which was so horrible it was funny; and Miss Congeniality. Andrew also stopped by; tonight was a little more rough housing than Jessie, with her "shot-ted" arms, could handle.
I tried to clean my room. I wrote in my diary finally. Michael stopped by yesterday, and Peter stopped by today. It'll be good to just have some time to chill out with people... and maybe get some sleep.
I just had my last exam today! Chinese was, as always, a struggle, but I couldn't be more happy that I am done with it, though I did have a small tinge of sadness that I am losing the friends I have made in the class. I hope to come off with a decent grade, though.
So, I've been struggling to edit this page lately. Prom was amazingly fun; I got about four hours of sleep that night (and secretly everyone else assumes I got about nine hours of sleep). I've been lethargic for a while since, but somehow I've been studying. SAT II's tomorrow, and then I'll be completely done! I just cannot believe it! We got our yearbooks, so I think it's hitting me that I am a senior. The [hot] crossing guard asked me why I wasn't at the luncheon, and I explained that I was not a senior--but then he noted that I am now! Crazy... who let this happen?
I realize in how much sh*t I am for the next week: Independent Deadline, three SAT II's, a personal evaluation, and a Chinese exam--along with prom. I am having some problems prioritizing here, but what I am going to do now is take a shower. You really don't want to know what I smell like right now.
Hint: Lyric of the day
Today is supposed to be Michael's pool party, but the weather is crummy. Luckily, the weather for tomorrow is supposed to be better! Jessie's busy tanning in Florida--I am so jealous! Plus I miss her, which is double the bleh-ness. (My vocabulary went out the window after school ended, you see.) I made a new old entries page and added a bad poem; it was in an effort to deal with the madness in my head. I don't think it helped too much, though.
"Do you ever feel like you're living in a time without a reason, a year without a season of a day cut by the killing joke?" --Matthew Good Band
I added to my prose pieces; there is something that I wrote on Writers' Day. I must admit, it sounded very convoluted. That, in itself, proves my point. (Check it out.) Plus I've decided to tell ya'll when I add to my lyrics page. This is a wonderful example!
Oh, plus reading old diary entries, I read old entry-of-the-day entries today. I discovered that I apparently started these entries a year and two days ago. Reading them is quite amusing...
Hmm, what should I do now?
"And if you see me cross the inside of your eyes tonight, you don't have to let me know that you know." --Gameface
Yeah, so what do I do about it? Sadly, for now, I really just have to come back to myself again. Strange concept, but utterly true. I feel like I have been gust up into a tornado, not for the characteristics of its violence-ness, rather for the mess around me, inside me. If anyone really knew what the hell I was dealing with lately, they'd realize I have never truly been at point like this where I could not find myself--for a long period of time, at least. Well, there was last summer, but then I was lonely. Now there's no time to be lonely. It's the end of the year. Friends and loves will be leaving. My influential teachers will never be my teachers again. Then there's the summer with mystery and growth, and I just don't know if I'm strong enough to do any of that right now. I really don't know where I am.
"I can feel the magic floating in the air. Being with you gets me that way..." --Faith Hill
Geez, I had so much more to say. Oh, in English, we played this wonderful prank on Frans on Wednesday, using pictures and an essay question. He says, "You know me, I don't get mad, I get even!" So now I am shaking in my boots. In precal yesterday, we discussed love and marriage; and in Chinese, Daniel, Nick, and I talked about sex. So I covered a lot of bases yesterday--no pun intended.
I'm gonna go edit some more of my page now, adding more friends' links and what not. Cat'cha later.
Kyrie suggested we go for a drive in her new 2 door BMW coupe…in the parking lot we slipped into her bucket seats. Kyrie took over from there. At nearly ninety miles per hour, she zipped us up to that windy edge known to some as Mullholland, a sinuous road running the ridge of the Santa Monica mountains, where she then proceeded to pump her vehicle in and out of turns sometimes dropping down to fifty miles per hour only to immediately gun it back up to ninety again, fast, slow, fast-fast, slow, sometimes a wide turn, sometimes a quick one. She preferred the tighter ones, the sharp controlled jerks, swinging to the left to right, before driving back to the right, only so she could do it all over again, until after enough speed and enough wind and more distance than I’d been prepared to expect, taking me to parts of this city I rarely think of and never visit….I heard her sayI can’t remember the inane things I started babbling about then. I know it didn’t really matter. She wasn’t listening. She just yanked up on the emergency brake, dropped her seat back and told me to lie on top of her, on top of those leather pants of hers, her hands immediately guiding mine over those soft slightly oily folds, positioning my fingers on the shiny metal tab, small and round like a tear, then murmuring a murmur so inaudible that even though I could feel her lips tremble against my ear, she seemed far, far away- “pinch it” she’d said, which I did, lightly, until she also said “pull it” which I also did, gently, parting the teeth, one at a time, down, under and beneath, the longest unzipping of my life.
We never even kissed or looked into each other’s eyes. Our lips just trespassed on those inner labyrinths hidden deep within our ears, filled them with the private music of wicked words, hers in many languages, mine in the off color of my only tongue...too bad dark languages rarely survive. --Mark Danielewski
Happy Birthdays to Vicki (4th) and Desmond (3rd)!
So, this AP thing is really... cool. I just cannot believe that the school year is almost over. When the senior class got their alumnae pins, I almost flipped.
I went to Flower Mart for a while yesterday. Unfortunately, it gets worse and worse every year. Andrew pointed out, however, that it might just be that we are getting older. I was pretty much tired all afternoon, though. Andrew and I crashed at Jessie's house in front of The Rescuers Downunder, where Jessie essentially crashed before we did. Then we got pizza and came back to my house, where we fell asleep for a while again. Yeah, well...
I dunno when I'll update this page again, but good luck to everyone who is studying these next few hellish weeks. Remember: "The way I see it, if you want the rainbow, you gotta put up with the rain." --Dolly Parton
So, why am I up at 1am? Hmm...
Prom last night was mighty fun. Jarryd was an awesome date (I tried to stay up as late as I could!). Everyone looked gorgeous. The decorations were amazing. Afterprom wasn't all that bad, though all I won was a lousy elevator pass. Greeeaaat. As you can tell, my brain isn't up for profound thoughts right now, but I just thought I'd let you know what's going on. From here 'til the end of school, I'll be working my ass off. I'm looking forward to that as well, for sure!
I started a new page: Lyrics to my Life. A waste of my time, perhaps?
"Who dares to live forever?
When love must die
But touch my tears with your lips
Touch my world with your fingertips
And we can have forever
And we can love forever
Forever is our today
Who wants to live forever
Who wants to live forever?
Forever is our today
Who waits forever anyway?"
-Queen
It's been a while since I have written! ("It's been a while since I said I'm sorry...")
I cannot even begin to describe last week. I am still trying to get a handle on it myself. I suppose it's just good that it all went away; I'd like to begin to enjoy the beautiful weather!
I got my SAT scores back; I have to do about 100 points better in October. I wish my verbal didn't stink so much! I also invited Jarryd to prom--though I kept him in suspence for 24 hours, sorry!--and I am excited about that. (Now, just to make some plans...!) Andrew and I had our four-month anniversary. Wow. I saw A Street Car Named Desire on Friday at Arena Stage; it was okay but emphasized some random parts of the play. Lindsay won the school-wide election to be School Government president, but I know she's nervous about the responsibility. Peter's computer blew up, essentially. Those are all surface issues, though.
I have a Curriculum Committee meeting on Monday to detail my psychology Independent Project for next year. About 15-20 people sit on the committee, so you can imagine how nervous I am.
Check out the Coldplay CD "Parachuttes."
So, I am at school right now in the computer lab. Cynthia is playing some Central Fleet game over the internet, so perhaps I don't feel as bad for avoiding my work. True, I have three tests/quizzes to study for for tomorrow, but... there are some things that are more important, right?
Prom madness is really starting to piss me off. Do I want to go?
The school situation is getting crazy. I need to write an Independent Project proposal by Wednesday. Have I started yet? It's not my fault, I swear!
Gotta go read some more e-mails. Toodles.
This will probably be the last time I update in a while. Yep, school resumes tomorrow. I cannot believe we're finally in the final stretch! Now, who's going to make it...?
Yesterday after the SAT's, I went over to Andrew's for a little bit but realized I was distracting him too much. Michael also called (Virginia was out of town, of course!), so I chilled with him for a little while; sometimes I really miss being his best friend. We talked, got his tennis stuff, and went to the Rechler's. I have definitely seen Scott more than I have seen Jeff this break. :-\ At around 9pm, I met up with Andrew again. He drove down to the Capitol; it was quite gorgeous! Plus we got some ice cream (yum!) and went into some stores... came back here.
Today I was the biggest procrastinator; I still have a lab to complete from three weeks ago! Emma and I chilled for a little while and brought Jessie a sundae; she is working hard on her term paper! Go Jessie! Rah, rah!
Hmm, so, does anyone know why the equilibrium system shifts to the left when heat is added...? Damn.
I haven't been quite productive lately. Morgan came over yesterday; we finally saw Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, which was pretty good, though because it was so hyped up I don't think I enjoyed it as much as I might have. Jessie and Sully also stopped by. They debated over who was more sketchy, though I can't say that either of them seem le supreme. Andrew and I also found out together, sadly, that he cannot go to prom. (I'm wondering who will be reading this...) He will be at Stanford that weekend. So, I suppose I will still go to prom, but I probably won't spend as much time on it (good or bad?). It's sort of disappointing, but I know it's not his fault.
Wednesday night I indulged myself in online quizzes. Then I compiled all the results to tell you a little bit about myself. I took strange quizzes, but I believe the results say a lot about me! Check it out.
Song of the week: "It's Been a While" by Staind 03.28.01: I finally got to run today; I realize how out of shape I am. I did some SAT work. (Man, there is so much more to do!) Tonight, Andrew and I went to the Wilkerson's for dinner. The food was great, and the people were entertaining; I hadn't seen many of those people in a while (Michael G., Mat, Anders, and Scott). Anders seems to be recovering nicely, though he probably won't be in school the rest of the year. Mrs. Wilkerson is also a riot, though she worried about scaring people away. Haha. More Q-tips, yes... more Q-tips.
This morning I went to Desmond's, where Jarryd also happened to be (with a cute tiger, may I add). I finally got to see Desmond's room, which was pretty much how I expected it to be, actually. I got my hair cut--though my dad didn't even notice. I did some shopping, too, ate lunch by myself with my Chinese homework. Andrew and I saw Traffic this evening; it changed my opinion about a lot of things... Emotional. Then we went back to Andrew's, where we discussed Q-tips. :-)
03.24.01: Wohoo! I'm back from the college tours. "Glorious"!
Actually, I got back yesterday, but Jessie and Peter took me hostage last night, so I was unable to do much... Riiight. Of course it is their fault! But it was fun: we went to REI and Armands. Then Andrew came over for a little bit, but we were both pretty tired.
Today I bummed around until Andrew and I decided we should actually do something! So... yeah. ;-) Then we went to the CD Exchange, finally!
I also saw Peter tonight, which is good. I have not seen him in a long time; he's been so into his school work lately! But he deserves all the praise from his teachers that he received this past quarter, so congratulations again. He's off to the South tomorrow, where he's practically already in college! :-)
Jessie's been having many revelations lately. Kevin tried contacting her tonight, a moment she's been waiting for for more than a month. And, wow, it came, and what to do? But she declares that she "won," so all the power to her!
I've been fixing up my page; apparently, some of my pages were dead! So, I fixed the bottom of this page--if any of you noticed--added some new backgrounds, editted the thank yous, and put up a new quotes page: Men...employ words to conceal their thoughts --Voltaire.
Nothing much else to say right now. It was a very, very nice day...
Today was a pretty productive day: I talked with Lindsay, Sam, Jarryd, and Nick, whom I hadn't talked with in a while. Michael stopped by for a bit and let me burn his new Dave Matthew's CD. I went over to Jessie's tonight and watched Meet the Parents, which is truly one of the funniest movies I have ever seen, one of those movies where you feel dreadfully sorry for the person. :-\
I put up the Funniest Quotes for the third quarter. In addition, Christina passed on Mexican Scientists Perfect Copying joke. I laughed...!
I dunno how much I'll be able to stay connected while I am away, but in case I cannot, have a great week! Good night.
So I can't tell whether Andrew and I got into a fight tonight--online, mind you--about how to handle my feelings. Here I was, spouting tears like a fucking faucet on overload, and he was telling me not to hold back. Yes, so we place away the inevitable 'cause there's nothing you can do about it until the time comes. And what's so wrong with that? You acknowledge it's there. Can't it just sit there and be content so you can deal with it later, when, you know, it would be more logical to tap into those feelings? They are simple feelings, feelings which I could forever express in my brain and maybe craft into some sort of rambling that would be almost what I meant to say. But to someone else--I dunno. It's as if I forget to be completely honest with people--and even sometimes myself--and I know it's going to fuck me over in the long run--or maybe even that is a lie. You'd think if I actually believed that--or enough so--that it would get me out of whatever I am feeling now.
So, what the hell is it? Has some destroyed me? Have I destroyed myself? Or is this normal? (If it is, my heart goes out to all...) I hate being a teenager sometimes...
This week wasn't too rough; third quarter ended. Had to dispute with my precal teacher over one point, which did change my grade. We start Calculus on Monday--ahh! And our Chinese teacher let us choose our own grades, but that's a whole 'nother story in itself. Oh, and my term paper! ;) I can't wait until I can stop complaining about that.
I watched MuchMusic for the first time in a while, and two consecutive songs piqued my interest: "The Plumb Song" by Snow and "In Repair" by Our Lady Peace. I am trying to download them before Napster goes to the pits.
"Oh, I've been good. I understood like a machine... I'm in repair...I know I'll be lost in--we're always in repair."--Our Lady Peace?
Third quarter is ending on Friday, so things have been sort of hectic. Oh yeah--and the term paper? But what else is new? Andrew hung up on me tonight. Jessie says we are 2 years old.
I've been feeling kinda strange lately. I've been thinking a lot (and it's been giving me headaches ;) about what's been going on lately in my life, about my future next year, about my future two, ten, twenty years from now. I don't think I am accomplishing much; I am basically driving myself in circles.
"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times..."
Jessie was back in school today for the first time in more than a week. She would like to add, XXXCENSORXXX. Just kidding! Anyway, she's a nerd. ;) But we love her!
This week has gone by really fast. Grr... Next week will be hell. Can we talk about my term paper?
Nothing else to say. Things are good. Headaches are bad. Weekends are good. Homework is bad.
The weekend has not been all that bad, though I've been told I missed some killer parties... Haven't heard anything about the dance yet, though.
I managed my work, wrote my term paper for most of today. (Don't worry, it's horrible.) My dear friends are still ill. (Jessie, get better!) I spent some time with Andrew, who is looking better--or feeling better--or something. ;) I spent some time with Peter on Saturday, too. He's been leading an exciting life...
Anyway, I shall be off. I was thinking about being nostalgic and reading some old diary entries. I'll let you know if I come across anything interesting.
Just chillin'... in more ways than one. This week hasn't been too stressful; granted, it was only 4 days long, and I didn't do as much work as I should have. (Damn that term paper!) I had my second of three college meetings with my college counselor today; this time my parents came. We started narrowing down that list... and I'm really wondering if I have any idea what I am doing! I gotta start asking around, reading up, studying up. I can't believe this is really happening.
At the same time, everyone around me is sick. Jessie sounds deathly ill and cannot do much except watch The Princess and the Marine. :) (Feel better soon, sweetie!) It turns out that Andrew has the chicken pox, for real this time. He's still working away, though. Silly one! (Feel better! And stop "itching.") Peter... he's sick with something but refuses to slow down and rest. And he's even threatened that I will not be able to find him because he will be working. Whatever suits you, I suppose, but feel better!
Can't say much else now. HIE shot down the first poem they read of mine, but I expected them to. Gotta work on that term paper. I'm obsessed with Train's new song "Drops of Jupiter." Check it out sometime.
Over and out.
I'm just chillin', though I should obviously be doing work. I've been fairly unproductive this weekend, though I've had some time to catch up with some people, like Emma and Peter. Can you believe how fast February has been moving?
I actually don't have anything brutally important to say. But have a good day.
I can't believe I made it through Friday. Little sleep the night before--that crazy "rough draft" that's not even a rough draft--the a little tyraid by the teacher himself. Lindsay and I hung out after school; we visited Kimi, who had about 10 visitors crammed into her room at a point. Andrew and I went over to Jessie's a little while to check up on her sanity (hehe, just kidding) before picking up pizza and going to the 70's dance, which really wasn't a 70's dance because there were about two 70's songs played during the time we were there. Then we met up with Lindsay and Jessie, who refused to go to the dance, at the Silver Diner. I had my first banana split, got some stained on my clothes, made it home for curfew, and wrote in my diary for an hour. Then I fell asleep.
This morning I have been looking through some of my old poems; this process took more than an hour because I am gathering them for the writer's prize. I don't think I have a prayer this year because the judges seem to like short stories more than anything. I've written about two decent short stories in my life. Oh well. It's worth a shot.
I also realized today that there's no link to my prose page, so there you go. :) Have a good long weekend.
It was quite an amazing day. My head almost exploded due to the math contest in the morning, which was pleasant. Love filled the air, candy filled out stomachs. Everyone was dressed in red and pink--or black, as the case may be. We teased star-crossed lovers. We smiled a little brighter when we saw a couple walking down the hallway. Or perhaps that was me. I don't know. For those without a Valentine, just remember it's another day in the calender. Valentine's Day is about loving our friends, too.
Just a few love notes:
Jessie--you are the most caring person I have ever known. I hope tonight is not all that bad, but you know you can call.
Jarryd--you are awesome for stopping by; I am flattered you have come over so many times just to leave a note. :)
Emma--You and Andy are so cute. I still wonder what he is up to...
Andrew--You are the sweetest guy ever. If I weren't me right now, I probably would have been Emma and Jessie: "I hate you, I hate you!" But you know otherwise...
On a random note, I added some new poems. They are not very Valentine-esque. They actually really came out of no where from the poetry workshop yesterday.
Love to all.
Today was Arts Day, and excuse for not having classes in the middle of the week. I started off the morning with Performance Poetry, which was actually pretty cool; I wrote two poems and "performed" (which also means reading off a sheet timidly and wishing I were off the stage). In the afternoon I went to the Steiglitz Gallery; it was pretty cool but not what I expected. After school, Jessie and I made another run for Kimi's. Then I slaved away at some plastic rose organizing; I think I have memorized the table numbers for most of the upper school by now.
My best wishes go out to Anders tonight.
Today wasn't so bad, though. Foundations quiz, Chinese quiz, AP Chem test. Grr... On the upside, we have Arts Day tomorrow, which could end up being a large waste of my time or some large inspiration. We shall see.
Oh yes, and we sold all the plastic roses. Take that[, Mat]!
Happy Anniversary, Andrew. :) I am such a sap.
I put up the e-mail I was telling you about a few days ago, the one that was "mind-shattering." Take some time to think. I started a new page of my old daily entries, but I know that's not really big news. :) Anyway, see you around.
It's been sort of an uneventful week. Well, that's a lie. With my Chinese teacher flip out starting the week off... My headaches came back again, which is weird, 'cause I didn't have them first semester. You'd think that would have been a more stressful time. We had a history test today, and I wasn't too stressed out about it this time. We have college night tonight--now, that stresses me out a little bit. I don't know what to expect from this. The only plus is that we don't have much homework tonight, though I do have two quizzes to study for.
This weekend will probably be quite uneventful. First, I will get shot down at the Indy meeting. Then I will work on my term paper until my hand falls off and will study for my Chem test until my eyes pop out. Andrew's got a concert on Sunday. All should come. :)
Anyway, must go work now. I'll be less vague later.
Memory feeds a culture, nourishes hope, and
makes a human, human. --Elie Wiesel
