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Sunday, October 15, 2006

  • I never want to look at a Barbie again.

    Uhg. No one ever comes here anymore. Ever since I got Dave's myspace, I don't even come here anymore. 'Tis  a shame.

    I've been watching the What Not To Wear marathon on TLC, and they keep showing these annoying Barbie commercials. "B-A-R-B-I-E, be all you want to be, Barbie Girl". I just want to go find all my old Barbies and decapitate them.

    Anyways, I went camping with the church this weekend. Yays. Walker might give me guitar lessons. That's really awesome. And I made a few new friends, which is always cool. I got the most cracktastic sunburn on my back. At some point my shirt was up higher than the top of my pants, so it's just this thin strip of sunburntness right above where my pants come to. Oh, and I got all the kids hooked on roasted gummy worms. Heck yes.

    My computer has pretty much died. It won't even come on. I don't know what I'm going to do about my iPod. At least I can charge it on my iHome. And I can't make any graphics. And I can't print anything, so I have to go down to the college (which only prints in black and white). And I can't burn any CDs. It's mildly depressing. Richard said he can probably reformat it for me, but I'm still going to lose all my stuff pretty much. *sigh*

    Okay, well I'm going to go, I dunno, do something else. Probably go to sleep. I didn't sleep at all this weekend. Later days.

    "Be my guest dude-consider it a gift from me, the Price of Piggly wiggly, to you, the Lord of Licorice, on a rainy Monday evening."

Friday, September 29, 2006

  • umm... yeah. i'll come up with a title later.

    The bottle holds no answers
    His lips can only sway
    Chemicals imbalance
    Who needs them anyway?
    Desire is close at hand
    Her lips can only sway
    There's more to life than this
    Don't give yourself away

    And we could change, we could change it down
    We could change the world, we could strike the chord
    We are the lost ones, we are the lost ones
    We could re-write history, if only you and me
    We are the lost ones, we are the lost ones
    And We could change it down

    Dude, Anberlin rocks my socks. I love Best Buy. Without my weird obsession with that store, I never would have found this awesome band. I love going there and browsing through the CDs and seeing an interesting looking CD cover, or band/album name, writing it down and then going home and downloading something by the artist. It's a good way to find new music. I think I might actually go band and buy (gasp!) Anberlin's CD "Never Take Friendship Personal". Because it just rocks that effing hard. But enough with the free Anberlin advertisements...

    Life is crazy. I don't know whether I'm happy or depressed. I feel kinda both. Does that make sense? Probably not. I think I need about 80 hours of sleep. This week has been so insane. What with work, and school, and exams, and dentist appointments, and gosh, I don't even remember anymore. I just know I haven't really just rested for a while. And I'm about to like, pass out. But I can't, because I still have meteorology homework I have to do today. Which I should be doing right now, but I don't want to start it because as soon as Mom gets home we are driving Sierra to my Grandma's house, so we can go to some appointment thing about something or another. So I'll have to do it when I get home from that. Because I can't do it tomorrow because I have work from 10-2 and then I'm going with Becca (who is getting effing MARRIED in the spring and I get to be a bridesmaid!!!!!) to the band competition, and since bay doesn't even go on field till 7 I'll be getting home late from that and I won't be able to get any homework done. And I don't want to do anything but sleep Sunday after
    (the freshly cleaned by me)
    church
    (building).
    Haha... I got that random-thoughts-in-italics thing from Stephen King. He does that alot. And I'm currently reading
    (usually when I'm eating, because that's the only time I have time)
    his book of short stories Four Past Midnight, or more specifically, The Library Policeman. It totally rocks. Everyone should read it. Like, right now. Go on, get up and drive to books-a-million and buy it. Go. Now. Are you gone yet? Well, you should be.
    Anyway, Mom's home. Yay. So over the
    (Bailey)
    bridge and through the woods to Grandmother's house we go.

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