Wednesday, September 10, 2003
Monday, September 08, 2003
My inner child is ten years old!
The adult world is pretty irrelevant to me. Whether
I'm off on my bicycle (or pony) exploring, lost
in a good book, or giggling with my best
friend, I live in a world apart, one full of
adventure and wonder and other stuff adults
How Old is Your Inner Child?
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Today I was incredibly productive, as long as you don't count my blasted history reading. But my brain is pretty nicely fried right now, so all I can tell you are the basics.
1) I am the vice-president of my hall council. GO ME!
2) My roommate is weird.
3) Okay, my roommate just recognized Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers playing on my stereo, so she's a cool kind of weird.
4) I have a BIG stereo!
5) History is totally boring, and if I didn't really REALLY like my teacher, that class would be next on my list of classes to drop out of life.
6) It's getting COLD in Socorro!
That's about all I can handle right now. Yes, I do have more of a life than that, and no, I really can't describe it. I was freezing my butt off last night instead of sleeping, good times!
Friday, September 05, 2003
Besides that, I dropped physics, picked up a boring history class, got freaked out by a guy who was manipulating my mind, caught him, and defeated! Ha!
AND!!! Juliet is not dead! We thought the engine was seized, but actually, something was loose, so something got tightened and now she should be back to normal. Yay! Life is so happy when it includes a working car.
Monday, September 01, 2003
It gets worse. First of all, no Switchfoot concert for me! Nick caught a ride with the youth group from Cruces, but I'm too old and they didn't have enough room in the vans. I didn't find that out until they were about to leave, so I let myself get all psyched and I even had on my red "I like Switchfoot" t-shirt on. What a dissapointment.
Second, how the heck am i going to get back to Las Cruces to keep stats for the hockey league? I told the president that he could count on me after the first weekend. Now I'll have to arrange some serious bummed rides. Kevin says my team really needed an extra sub last Saturday, too. Ooohhh! Why did anyone even have to touch my car! It was working fine before it got "fixed".
Yeah, I know, that attitude sucks. Don't worry, I didn't vocalize it. You are the first to hear me actually complain that way.
I want my car back.