Tuesday, February 26, 2002

[Graduation: T minus 81 days and counting!]

Welcome to the Ozarks. If you don't like the weather, stick around! That's a common saying around here, and I have definitely learned just how true it is. For example: Sunday afternoon, it was about 68 degrees here and sunny. Last night, we got about 1/8 of an inch of snow and the wind chill here is supposed to average about -5 degrees. When I was walking into the school this morning, the wind was so strong and so cold, I could barely catch my breath. Sh-nasty!

Oh well, at least we only have 51 more school days left this year! Yay!

Friday, February 22, 2002

[Graduation: T minus 85 days and counting!!!]

I miss having energy. I used to have energy, once upon a time, but then one day an evil surgery came along and took it from me as I slept under the old anesthesia. It's been 1 year, 2 months, and 18 days since I last had possession of it. If you should happen to see it anywhere, I could possibly have a reward--then again, maybe not. Who knows, perhaps it's gone forever!
Oh well. I know everyone's tired of my griping, but perhaps it'll stop when the senioritis subsides....

Sunday, February 17, 2002

[Graduation: T minus 90 days and counting!]

Sure, my love for reading has its advantages: better writing skills, escape, more rounded perspective, etc. But there's one huge problem: it has turned me into a hopeless romantic! When I read a book, I get so into it, I can easily imagine myself as the heroine (that's heroine, not heroin). So when I read my favorite books, the Christian novels set in the late 19th century with a girl about my age, I get caught up. Soon, it's not the girl who has the guy hopelessly in love with her, it's me. Finally, I close the book and sigh happily.
Then, *hammer hits me in the head* I remember it's not me. I am not in love and no one is in love with me. Or at least, not that I know of.
What am I doing so wrong?
Don't worry, I only get like this every couple months or so, then I snap out of it. *Siiiiiiiiiiiiigh*

Thursday, February 14, 2002

[Graduation: T minus 93 days and counting!]

Happy Singles' Awareness Day everyone! And for those of you who did receive a valentine from some significant other, a slightly less enthusiastic happy valentine's day.
You know what? People take me way too seriously. I find it odd, seeing as most people want to be taken seriously. Me, I'd appreciate if my jokes were laughed at, and people wouldn't be so worried about me when I gripe about being single. It's not such a bad thing really, it's just that after a perfect 18 year record, it would be nice to experience something new...like a boyfriend. I'm 18, so it's not like I'm looking for my lifelong soulmate or anything or I'm obsessed with it, right?

However, if I end up by the wall the entire night at the homecoming dance tomorrow night, as it happened at the last dance, I might just take it a little bit personally. Not TOO personally, but just a tad. To put it a different way, I've had better years.

Well, I got other stuff left to do and all, so behave! 'Nite!