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| I want to type something, but i can't think of what to say. I am going to Ukraine in about 12 days. I don't feel ready. I don't think I have raised all the money I need to go either. I have so much I have to do before I depart on May 20th. School is the first priority. I have to finish up a report for Thursday. I have to study for a final in a class that I am retaking. In this class, I have to take the final earlier, because then I have to do a presentation in my InVenture Research class. None of the other members of my group know how to put a good powerpoint presentation together. To add to it, everyone did their own section, so the powerpoint was like looking at four different powerpoints because nobody worked together. The closest we got to looking at each other's work was me formatting everyone's slide to fit in with what was already made. Then after all my school work is finished, I have to pack up everything I own and move it back home to Monroe where I don't really have a place to put it, plus my brother and his fiance' are still living at my parents house, so I don't even know if they'll have ANY room for me. In between all that, I'm trying to learn some Ukrainian so I won't be completely clueless while I am over there. And then I need to learn AutoCAD for my job that I have this summer. *sigh... So tired.
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| porterdavis I really like the band porterdavis. Not only is their music really good, but the guys that make up the band are incredible. Even if they didn't play music, I'd enjoy just talking to them. They played at the Dawg House tonight. They finished up about 4 hours ago. My birthday is on Sunday, so tonight (Friday night) was kinda my birthday party. They did their best to make me feel special. They mentioned my name in a couple of the songs they sang, and talked about it being my birthday a few times. I felt so much love. Everyone acknowledged me and knew who I was. It felt like sophomore year again when I knew most of the people on Tech's campus. I danced most of the time, but it took me a while to get started because one of the friends that I had come with didn't seem like she was having a good time. We are talking about it now, and I don't really know what to tell her. I'm sleepy.
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| Car in the SwampI had a weird dream last night. I was driving in my car on a winding road. There was a girl in my passenger seat and a guy in the back seat. I can't remember who they are, but they felt like close friends. Oncoming cars were driving really crappy, swerving into my lane and such. It was like they were playing chicken with me or something. I got angry and sped up and started driving dangerously, too. I came upon a bridge that was about 100 to 150 yards above a swamp below. There were no guard rails. The bridge curved sharp to the right, and I was going too fast to take it. My car went off the bridge and rushed towards the water. Everyone in the car was yelling and screaming and cussing as we fell. My car landed in the swamp upside down. My window had been cracked, but I rolled it up so water wouldn't rush into my car and we would have more time to think about what to do. My car sank about 20 yards into the swampy water. I think at this point, the scene suddenly changed. I was moved forward in time. I apparently had made it out of my car alright. I had a lot of stuff in my car, though. I was upset about the loss of my computer, too. I think there was something else of importance in my car, but I cannot remember what it was. As I dwelled on my loss and what I would do, I suddenly returned to consciousness. I was happy to find out that none of those events had happened. It was neat, though, plummeting to the water below. Like flying, except I could die. I don't know why I was as calm as I was in the event. I yelled as we fell, but it was the kind of yell like something scared me, but I was still in control. | | |
| So even though it's been a few weeks, I guess I'll tell about my weekend at Austin City Limits Music Festival. I might miss a few things, but whatever.
THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 14, 2006: Thursday evening we left around 7:00 PM and went to Shreveport to meet Patrick's girlfriend at her house and eat some food that she made for us. We got there, and I started eating, then I froze and said "Oh my God, I forgot the tickets." Patrick and Jordan thought I was just screwing around. I normally would be, but I wasn't this time. I wanted to finish eating because i was hungry, but it was late, so I took Patrick's car and started driving back. On the way, I finally got a hold of my roommate Phillip and got him to get my tickets out of the glove compartment of my car and drive to Mindenish to meet me. That cut my trip in half about. Thank you, Pip. I put about $7 in Pat's tank and headed back to Jordan's house. I ate some. Jordan's mom was really nice to me. I didn't think she cared for me much since when we met, I was just acting like I normally do....not real nice. I thought I was nice, but not everybody can perceive the nice undertones in the things I say. So we left there. We stayed at one of Patrick's old friend's house in San Marcos. We got there around 6 AM and went to sleep.
FRIDAY, SEPTEMBER 15, 2006: We woke up on Friday at about 9:30ish. Actually, I stayed asleep a little bit longer than everyone else. I was awakened when something slapped the back of my head, and then a wet nose nuzzled my face. i didn't see what it was, but I got under the blanket for a moment until whatever it was left. When I came out from under my blanket, nothing was there. Apparently there was a huge dog that lived upstairs. It's name was Reesee or something like that. I later found out that he was very good at catching racquet balls. It was a chocolate lab.
I don't have time to finish this right now. Maybe in a few days I will.
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| So this past weekend I went to the Austin City Limits Music Festival. In a nutshell, it was amazing. I'll write more in a little while.
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