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---okay, so I'm finally going to start using this journal, which is exactly like LIVEJOURNAL and just do the copy and paste stuff I guess...unless i come up with something better------
Ah...technology systems...I hate this class with a passion. Truly. It sucks. Right now I have to do the LASY engagement, which is boring as hell...grrr...
I didn't get to write much yesterday...
Yesterday was an okay day. In Orchestra Kate, Leah, and I played I've Never. It got dirty...but at least everything's out in the open now...I suppose. At least everyone knows.
Then we played the whatever song by whoever that DL picked which is extremely easy and dull. I feel so sorry for the Orchestra. DL treats them all like shit. Acts like they're idiots and then when the winds come in he somehow manages to in some way or another subtely hint that we're gods and the orchestra sucks. Damn him and his patriotic songs. Christina invited me to the Christmas party on Friday, which made me extremely happy. I never get invited to anything so it was lovely, especially since it's Christina.
And then there was AcaDec. We had Science with Vermuelen. It was...so so. She made us these hand outs and copied them on the shittiest printer she could find so it was damn near impossible to read them. We had to go over them with pen so we could make it out, and I still can't read most of it. Blah. Then Stefan's parents brought friend chicken, chips, pepsi and m&ms...healthy eh? Oh, there were apples, but I hardly think those make up for everything else. I took more pictures of Andrew. heh heh heh. He's an interesting character...and it's fun to harrass him with the prospect of his photo being taken. Good thing he's not amish. Then we all played scrabble for about half an hour. Drew was being abnormally funny/social which was odd. Everyone was normal. We only have to go to 5 on Wednesday which is nice. But i won't be able to go because I have an appointment. Oh well... Then we all read for half an hour and went home. It was so fucking cold outside. AH! I hate winter so much. Plus my car key is broken so it's extremely difficult to start up the car.
I got online briefly when I got home, talked to Ben and Jenny, which was nice. Jenny was out yesterday with pink eye and Ben just talked about his car...boring. You know, I've told him hundreds of times that I don't car about cars but he still insists on speaking on nothing else. Grr... Then Matt called and I talked to him. He told me random girls rubbed up against him in the lunch line today and he liked it...loser. heh heh heh. Granted he was kidding, but still...so sad. Plus I guess some girl called him hot today.. Awww... how sweet. She's just now catching on? I've known he's hot. Phshaw, loser. Heh. Then my dad harrassed me to get off the phone so he could get online and buy car parts. That's getting old. So I said goodbye to Matt and promptly read Hamlet for a while before passing out. I woke up at 3:30 this morning for some reason...and then at 5:30...I don't know why I've been doing that lately. But no matter how much sleep I get I'm still completely exhausted. How awful.
I could have spent the night at Matt's last night. HA! I put Matt on speaker phone so he could hear my dad's reaction. basically he said no a lot, swore a little bit and said he'd shoot us both before he ever let me spend the night. I don't know how to take that...
So where am I now? I don't know. I'm taking it a day at a time lately, with the new meds and the new realizations about myself. It's going to take awhile and I'm not going to do what everyone else is doing next year. And I know I'm going to get a lot of judgement for it and a lot of critizism. or however you spell it. But I think I can live with that. There's no set way to live your life. We're so temporary I say fuck everyone else and do whatever the hell you want because in the end all you're left with is your experiences. Simply. It won't matter how much money you've made or who you're associates are or where you live or whatever. When it's all said and done, it's all said and done and you've got to be able to sit on your death bed and say, did I do it my way. God bless you Frank Sinatra.
My fingernails are getting long...
I should go now, I'm out of things to say. My love to all, especially Christina
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