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Nov. 2nd, 2003 03:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
htothehWhile I may or may not have something to interesting to say, I do not have something that will irritate me. Hence the writing-ness.
I was actually going to write something yesterday, or the day before, but yesterday I got wrapped up in modifying one of the default templates for my own evil purposes (mwa ha), and the day before.... actually, I have no excuse. But whatever.
Yesterday was spent at Elena's, playing with foam fishies and crappy scissors (the "c" is hard). Worked on our APES storybook, went to Remington Grill. The storybook totally rocks, and Remington Grill isn't bad; their fries aren't the greatest, as they got cold really fast, and thus needed lots of salt, but their burgers are pretty good. My cell phone is being a pain in the rear, and refuses to a. let me know when the other line is ringing when I call someone, and b. answer when someone calls me. Stupid phone...
Halloween was... different. Took a walk out to the library and back, for what started as a good reason, and ended as another good reason, if not the same one. It was a bit chilly, enough that I was very glad that Mom hadn't talked me out of putting a sweatshirt on under my coat, and there were a few long, wispy clouds out. They looked slightly ghostly, and very appropriate for the night. The only way the atmosphere could have been improved is if it had been a full moon, instead of half. And, of course, if Certain Parents hadn't been being ridiculous.
This entire week has been slightly weird. Lunch feels fractured, and the people I'm sharing my piece with aren't the ones I would have expected or predicted. Not that I mind, 'cause they're cool people and all, it's just unexpected. Everyone is changing, and the intersections of those changes are happening in odd places. This week is different from last week was different from last month was different from last year, and the year before that. Same people, different colors of connections. Makes me wonder where we'll be by the end of senior year. Last year, things seemed so concrete. If I've changed this much since then, where will I be next year? Which people will I want to have in a place near mine?
Hopefully I'll have a new template up by tomorrow. I'm getting sick of this one.
I was actually going to write something yesterday, or the day before, but yesterday I got wrapped up in modifying one of the default templates for my own evil purposes (mwa ha), and the day before.... actually, I have no excuse. But whatever.
Yesterday was spent at Elena's, playing with foam fishies and crappy scissors (the "c" is hard). Worked on our APES storybook, went to Remington Grill. The storybook totally rocks, and Remington Grill isn't bad; their fries aren't the greatest, as they got cold really fast, and thus needed lots of salt, but their burgers are pretty good. My cell phone is being a pain in the rear, and refuses to a. let me know when the other line is ringing when I call someone, and b. answer when someone calls me. Stupid phone...
Halloween was... different. Took a walk out to the library and back, for what started as a good reason, and ended as another good reason, if not the same one. It was a bit chilly, enough that I was very glad that Mom hadn't talked me out of putting a sweatshirt on under my coat, and there were a few long, wispy clouds out. They looked slightly ghostly, and very appropriate for the night. The only way the atmosphere could have been improved is if it had been a full moon, instead of half. And, of course, if Certain Parents hadn't been being ridiculous.
This entire week has been slightly weird. Lunch feels fractured, and the people I'm sharing my piece with aren't the ones I would have expected or predicted. Not that I mind, 'cause they're cool people and all, it's just unexpected. Everyone is changing, and the intersections of those changes are happening in odd places. This week is different from last week was different from last month was different from last year, and the year before that. Same people, different colors of connections. Makes me wonder where we'll be by the end of senior year. Last year, things seemed so concrete. If I've changed this much since then, where will I be next year? Which people will I want to have in a place near mine?
Hopefully I'll have a new template up by tomorrow. I'm getting sick of this one.
