Weehee...Edmonton tomorrow...
I have to write an essay on the way up. Crappy. Ah well, I'll have three hours to kill. I'll do my never ending math as well, and then I will prod Val. Only then will I attempt to do my science!!! Prodding Val=good. Science=bad.
So farewell to all my friends and family...except Joseph. Fucker.
Byeeeeeeeeee!
Friday, February 21, 2003
Whoa...was I high yesterday? I mean, I meant what I typed, but I was obviously feeling crazy.
Left school early today. Just a stupid basketball game. We won : ). And something extra good happened at lunch. *blush* Gwaii I'm so weird!!!
Tomorrow I am off to Edmonton. I should probably call Val tonight...meh...I'll just email her. Whatever. Although I am so looking forward to tomorrow, I can't wait to get back...for certain secret reasons...*looks at phone*. Gwaii! I feel so girly!!! Oh, who cares? It's not like I act smitten and stupid all the time. I have a right to act like a brainless superficial ditz once in a while. As long as it doesn't take over my mind it's cool.
Well...at least that's what I keep telling myself...
See ya!!! Gwaii!!!
Left school early today. Just a stupid basketball game. We won : ). And something extra good happened at lunch. *blush* Gwaii I'm so weird!!!
Tomorrow I am off to Edmonton. I should probably call Val tonight...meh...I'll just email her. Whatever. Although I am so looking forward to tomorrow, I can't wait to get back...for certain secret reasons...*looks at phone*. Gwaii! I feel so girly!!! Oh, who cares? It's not like I act smitten and stupid all the time. I have a right to act like a brainless superficial ditz once in a while. As long as it doesn't take over my mind it's cool.
Well...at least that's what I keep telling myself...
See ya!!! Gwaii!!!
Thursday, February 20, 2003
Life is good.
Nothing can bring me down. My guardian and advisor is with me. My art friends are as protective and loving as siblings. Except Joseph. Fucker. My brother is always true to me. My family is accepting.
And then there is him.
If I wanted, I could reach out and touch him.
But is he reaching out to me?
Maybe.
Nothing can bring me down. My guardian and advisor is with me. My art friends are as protective and loving as siblings. Except Joseph. Fucker. My brother is always true to me. My family is accepting.
And then there is him.
If I wanted, I could reach out and touch him.
But is he reaching out to me?
Maybe.
Tuesday, February 18, 2003
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