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Friday, May 2nd, 2003
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4:06 am
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I think I'm going to sit with Ryan today, at lunch. He's a football player. I keep listening to the radio in hopes of hearing him but he never comes on... I want to see if I can recognize his voice. Or the feeling I get when I hear it. Maybe I'm listening to the wrong stations. I guess I'm the only kid who likes Soft FM. Anyway, I hope Amanda doesn't mind that I go with Ryan. I don't really want to hear her go on about her boyfriend all through lunch period. Normally I could interject a few things but she really doesn't want to hear anyone else right now.
Anyway, we're casting parts for Guys and Dolls tomorrow so I need to go practice in front of the mirror. *Muses* do I need a haircut? It might be time to change my hair again.
current music: the radio
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| Monday, April 28th, 2003
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6:08 pm - it's hard to sing and update at the same time
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I'm so much more talented than the other boys in choir. It seems like once their voices changed, the whole sound of our harmonies went down the tube. It's almost frightening. I'm not saying I'm the best Leesville high has to offer, but honestly. The talent must be hiding under some rock somewhere. Or Mr. Cowell's desk.
Speaking of desks, I have a new one from IKEA. What could get more mundane? But if you know me at all, you know that I don't sit there quietly while life passes boringly by. I got out my little brother's fingerpaints and he helped me paint it. Now my computer is sitting on a rainbow.
No, no I won't. I won't comment on that. It would be too easy. Plus I'd wind up blushing.
current music: Myself, "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me"
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1:35 am - Hello World
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Today Meredith told me that I should get an online diary. Well, she didn't so much tell me as she drew a picture that suggested I do (I wish I could draw like her..). Lord knows I've got enough time on my hands so here I am. I don't know what I'll write about... besides, no one wants to hear about little Clayton Grissom's personal life.
Well, all this pessimism was tiring. I'm off to brush my teeth again. I've got to keep the pearly whites white.
current mood:  restless
current music: Faith Hill, "Breath"
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