26 December 2003Ooh, I forgot to mention that I did see LotR: RotK! :) Good ending for a trilogy. I was actually happy and content with the ending, unlike Matrix. It was so good, I cried. I think that's a sign of a good movie, for me. One that makes me cry. (Which is many.) Actually, it happens so often that whenever I don't cry in a movie, I wonder if something's wrong.Anyway, so I got to hang out with Amaris and Liz that day. Been doing a lot of chilling and not enough homeworking. Lots of procrastinating is what I got done today. Like putting off writing my Biola essays. Can't seem to get started. That's the hard part. So I re-organized my desktop on this computer. I still have to delete a bunch of stuff because it makes my computer oh-so-very-slow. I got a card in the mail from Heun, and a comment on my blog from Daisy. Those totally made me realize that I'm horrible at keeping in touch with people. I guess I'm pretty good at dropping people out of my life. Which is not a good thing. It scares me. What will I be like next year? Who will I keep in touch with? All the college kiddies come back for Thanksgiving and Christmas, and each time I feel like I don't belong, I don't mix. Everyone else is so excited to see each other again...and all I can think is, nothing is the same. They are not the same. My friendships with each of them are not the same. Because I don't make an effort. If I talk to them or hang out with them, it's always them making the effort, initiating. Of course, I'm good at responding. But why is it so easy for me to forget about people? Out of sight, out of mind...that's how it is for me and most people. I think it's quite sad. Anyway, must remember to write Heun back. Maybe, in life, some people just drop in to say hi or to chat or walk with you for a season. And then the seasons change, and they have to be on their way. And maybe that's ok. Because not everyone can be a friend for a lifetime. Those words are not something we should toss around lightly. Such everyday language as "I love you" and "How are you?" and "I'm sorry" lose their value each time they are said without the heart behind them. But sometimes they are said, and you know the person who said them means it with all their heart...and that restores your faith in humans. Those few individuals make it worthwhile, living here for this short time. I don't have to be a friend to everyone, and not everyone has to like me. Realizations that should have occurred earlier in life but only just recently hit home. On another note, my brother likes the cd I picked for him for Christmas. (Relient K: Two lefts don't make a right...but three do) He's listening to it and singing along as I type this. Hehe it's kind of cute. Endearing. :) Saw Roger and Grace the other night. Gosh I miss them. Hopefully we'll be able to hang out sometime this break, or even after. Unless Grace goes back to SD by then. I think we might see Elf, with my brother too. Hum dum. I still need to see a concert for concert reports!! Yikes. Anyone still need to go? Would you like some company? :) Diana's birthday party is tonight. I love how she made little invitations for us. Reminds me of when we all were little and had birthday parties all the time. :) Good memories. Golden Skate, The Discovery Zone (and when it closed down, The Jungle), sleepovers...Yay sleepover tonight! Lots of sleepovers this break. Well the YG girls' sleepover at Cindy's was the weekend before break (or was it two weekends before?), but it still counts! And Smee's, and Diana's, and the traditional YG New Year's sleepover at Uncle Richard's. Fun stuff. Delaying homework is fun! My media project group is pretty good. We have fun together. We were at Alandi's until about 1 on Tuesday night, teehee. Ate SO incredibly MUCH. Yum yum. I just don't want to do the project, though. Hm. I've been sleeping kinda late every night of break. And waking up late too. I should stop this, or I won't be able to get up for school. Not like I can get up for school anyway. So it wouldn't really matter, would it? Oh, sod it all. I'll just sleep whenever I want. Sleep is good. Sort of. Dreaming is the best part. And sometimes the worst. But mostly the best. La di daa. Hm, AIM won't let me sign on. How strange. Oh well, I'll keep blogging. So Christmas presents are fun. Thanks to all who gave me gifts, I appreciate you so much! I'm always amazed when people give me gifts. That they remember me. Or think of me. Or whatever. I think school should let out a few weeks earlier so that I have time to do some Christmas shopping. Because I really would like to spend the time to pick out a few special gifts for certain people. But alas, I did not. Maybe next year, because college kids have a week extra, before Christmas. Maybe then I can actually get people things on time. I just have to say, my favorite present EVER is a ticket to see SF Ballet's The Nutcracker. Tomorrow!! TOMORROW!!! Eeeee! I'm so excited!! :) Thank you Freesh!! I felt bad when she told me not to pay her back for the ticket, because all I got her was some cookies that Amaris and I baked. But she said that the cookies were original and me going and sharing the experience was my present to her. Or something like that. It was better (meaning sweet and not corny-sounding) when she said it. Haha. And Bert is going too! He said that I was like his other little sister. :) That totally made my day. Words are powerful things. I always take what anyone says to me to heart. So I guess I'm vulnerable in that sense, because what someone says to me has such a big impact on me. Sometimes they end up hurting me. I think that's why I value honesty so much, because I hate it when people tell me something and do another. And why I always try to be honest with everyone. Well, I can't lie anyway, so I couldn't not be honest. The closest is not telling the entire truth. Which is all I can do. And I'm glad I can't lie. I don't want to be able to. I don't know why I'm writing this down or what I'm saying...it's just that I never realized words were so important to me before. My weak spot, I guess. The one thing people can use against me, to hurt me. Well, one of the things anyway. Love just is... whatever it may be Love just is... you and me Nothing less and nothing more I don't know what I love you for... love just is Some things never get defined In your heart or in your mind It don't make sense, what can you do So I won't try makin sense of you Don't ever ask me for reasons I can't get to you Don't ever ask me for reasons Why I live for you... I just do excerpts from "Love Just Is" by Hilary Duff Love that song. :) It's so pretty. And true. And stuck in my head. Must be off now. Things to do, places to be, people to see! (Yeah right. More like sitting on my butt some more, and maybe watching some TV, and waiting for it to be time to get ready, and then gathering up a few things for Diana's, until finally I can do something! Because I sure haven't done anything productive at home today!) Hm. I go through some crazy mood swings. Even in this blog entry. Sad. So v. sad. dreaming aloud at 5:50 PM
25 December 2003Merry Christmas, everyone!!And Happy Birthday, Jo! ...stuck in my head from tonight... O Praise Him (All This for a King) David Crowder Band Turn your ear To Heaven and hear The noise inside The sound of angels The sound of angel's songs And all this for a King We could join and sing "All to Christ the King!" How constant How divine This song of ours will rise Oh, how constant How divine This love of ours will rise Will rise... O praise Him! O praise Him! He is Holy! He is Holy! Turn your gaze To Heaven and raise A joyous noise Oh, the sound of salvation come The sound of rescued ones And all this for a king Angles join to sing "All for Christ the King!" O praise Him! O praise Him! He is Holy! He is Holy! Oh, La la la la la la... O praise Him! O praise Him! He is Holy! He is Holy! How infininte and sweet This love so rescuing Oh how infinitely sweet This great love that has redeemed As one, we sing... "Hallelujah! Hallelujah! He is Holy! He is Holy!" O praise Him! O praise Him! He is Holy! He is Holy! Also. Body worship is one of my favorite things about this time of year. :) dreaming aloud at 1:19 AM
23 December 2003My goal this Christmas is to not spend any money on gifts. I also think cards are a bit of a waste as well. (Only personally speaking; if you want to do that sort of thing, that's great. I appreciate them, I just do not have the heart for it anymore.) So if you do not receive anything from me, it is not because I don't care about your or that I forgot about you. I'm just so sick of this gift-oriented season. Gifts should not be a burden or an obligation. I want to give gifts because I want to, not because I have to or because it is polite. And I hate giving gifts that are meaningless; gifts you just buy for people because you do not want to leave them out or maybe feel it is rude if you don't get them anything, especially if they get you something. So, no one give me anything, k? Because then I'll feel even worse. I hate the guilty feeling that comes along with this time. Oh, it is joyous and a cause for celebration. But we can do without the gifts. At least, I can. Sometimes I think otherwise...sometimes they're fun and I really want to give them. But sometimes I just don't. And it's like a crime if you don't, in this society. Stupid commercialism. (Even though I know that it is economically beneficial and all that.) Ugh I don't know what I'm saying anymore. I can see both sides. And they're both fine. So I'm not trying to condemn anyone. I just don't choose to do the whole gifts thing this year. And I'm in a weird mood. I hate this feeling. Of abandonment. Of lonliness. Of unhappiness. When I know I should be happy, I should feel loved. I don't know why I feel like this. I'm so stupid for crying. But I am. What's wrong with me?? Especially at Christmas. You'd think at this time of year I'd be especially joyful. There is reason to be. But everything feels...cold, flat, empty.I'll get over this. dreaming aloud at 6:19 PM
Pictures from Smee's party --> click here. Who needs alcohol when you've got delirium?? :) It was a game of Dare, guys. (Well, Truth or Dare, but basically Dare, cuz we did a whole session of "Truth" afterwards.) Don't think we're like this all the time. Though it's fun. :) Went caroling at an elderly folks' home tonight. Was quite fun. Especially chatting with an elderly woman named Mrs. Georgina Curtis. She thought Eddie would make a nice boyfriend for me. HAHAHA. She might come to our church sometime! Hopefully this Sunday. I'm glad she wants to come. That's awesome. She said we lifted her from her low spirits! And she said, "So there is a God..." (Obviously I am too tired to type anything coherent so this prolly doesn't make sense or whatever but I'll just record random things as I remember them.) Also I might go walking with her some time, and talk with her and stuff. Yay fun stuff. I like elderly people. Cheering them up, anyway. I always thought I was more partial to kids. They're cute, but I dunno...don't feel drawn to working with them as much anymore. I think I like talking to elderly people more. Plus in physical therapy you see more elderly folks. Especially in hospitals. Anyway must sleep. Mom told me to go to bed ages ago. I hope she was kidding when she said if I didn't go to sleep before 1, I can't go to the movies tmrw (RotK!!). She can't do that...can she? Nah. She won't do that to me. I hope. dreaming aloud at 1:34 AM
Kids Tell All HOW DO YOU DECIDE WHO TO MARRY? You got to find somebody who likes the same stuff. Like, if you like sports, she should like it that you like sports, and she should keep the chips and dip coming. --Alan, age 10 No person really decides before they Grow up who they're going to marry. God decides it all way before, and you get to find out later who you're stuck with. --Kirsten, age 10 WHAT IS THE RIGHT AGE TO GET MARRIED? Twenty-three is the best age because you know the person FOREVER by then. --Camille, age 10 No age is good to get married at. You Got to be a fool to get married. --Freddie, age 6 HOW CAN A STRANGER TELL IF TWO PEOPLE ARE MARRIED? You might have to guess, based on Whether they seem to be yelling at the same kids. --Derrick, age 8 WHAT DO YOU THINK YOUR MOM AND DAD HAVE IN COMMON? Both don't want any more kids. --Lori, age 8 WHAT DO MOST PEOPLE DO ON A DATE? Dates are for having fun, and people should use them to get to know each other. Even boys have something to say if you listen long enough. --Lynnette, age 8 On the first date, they just tell each other lies, and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date. --Martin, age 10 WHAT WOULD YOU DO ON A FIRST DATE THAT WAS TURNING SOUR? I'd run home and play dead. The next day I would call all the newspapers and make sure they wrote about me in all the dead columns. --Craig, age 9 WHEN IS IT OKAY TO KISS SOMEONE? When they're rich. --Pam, age 7 The law says you have to be eighteen, so I wouldn't want to mess with that. --Curt, age 7 The rule goes like this: If you kiss someone, then you should marry them and have kids with them. It's the right thing to do. --Howard, age 8 IS IT BETTER TO BE SINGLE OR MARRIED? I don't know which is better, but I'll tell you one thing. I'm never going to have sex with my wife. I don't want to be all grossed out. --Theodore, age 8 It's better for girls to be single but not for boys. Boys need someone to clean up after them. --Anita, age 9 HOW WOULD THE WORLD BE DIFFERENT IF PEOPLE DIDN'T GET MARRIED? There sure would be a lot of kids to explain, wouldn't there? --Kelvin, age 8 "And the #1 Favorite is........" HOW WOULD YOU MAKE A MARRIAGE WORK? Tell your wife that she looks pretty, even if she looks like a truck. --Ricky, age 10 dreaming aloud at 1:21 AM
22 December 2003Liz, we have to hang out while you're here! I can't believe I only saw you for like two seconds during lunch on Friday, and that's it. Grr. Everyone, we have to get together!! Are you going to Diana's sleepover this Friday, Liz?Hm. Not that Liz can read this...I don't think she reads my blog. Oh well. Everyone else, we still have to get together...and make her come!! :) She says we all haven't changed. Hm. Is that a good thing? :) Yes, I suppose so. In some respects. Familiarity is good. :) Two cds and a book came in the mail! Yay. Can't wait for the others. Must remember to write Mrs Meals a Christmas card. Can't wait to start the quartet!! Genie's awesome. Smart girl, she is. I slept for about 13 hours last night. It was amazing. And I took a nap after eating and reading. For half an hour. Pure bliss. I forgot how good sleep is. Maybe it's not to be hated after all. dreaming aloud at 4:28 PM
21 December 2003I have too much junk to do over break. Not enough time to do the things I actually want to do.List of hwk: -see a concert (Orch concert report) -start Stat project (call Liza) -Hamlet packet -visit Martinez superior court -media project -Biola essays (all three!) Things I want to do: -hang with Pauls (my shoe buddy! we're going shoelace-shopping! fun stuff) -get a manicure from Rozita :) -go shopping in SF with Rozita and Christina -see RotK and Elf -other stuff that I don't feel like writing anymore. I'm hungry. Gonna go get something to eat. Bye. I just have to say that the sleepover at Smee's was awesome! Crazy fun. :) Can't wait for Diana's! Oh, also, problem solved. More or less. Yay! :) So happy. dreaming aloud at 11:27 PM
Alrite. I just have to clarify that the first blog entry from Friday 19 December was not about Jeff. Thank you. dreaming aloud at 10:28 PM
19 December 2003Gosh. There are so many people hurting out there. Am I so selfish as to not notice, to not care? To not bother to be of help, to be a friend? All I can do is focus on my own problems. In my own bubble. As if no one else in this world matters.I'm horribly selfish. I disgust myself. On another note, is it ok that some people just don't matter to me? That I don't care about some people? I mean, obviously you can't care about everyone. I guess it's ok then. But it just...feels weird to actually admit it's true. I guess we're just brought up in a society that tells us that way of thinking is cruel. More babbling. Really going to sleep now. dreaming aloud at 12:45 AM
Oh yes. One more thing. I love pink roses. Thanks Faith!! :) That is all. dreaming aloud at 12:38 AM
I need confrontation. That's the only way I resolve things. That's the only way I get closure. I hate non-confrontational people!! Well, I don't hate them, I just hate when people are like that. Or have that characteristic. Or whatever. I think I'm in a people-hating mood. Except not. I dunno. I think I need sleep. I don't know how to take care of myself. Still. dreaming aloud at 12:26 AM
There is a deep sadness in the pit of my aching heart tonight; somehow it feels hollow and empty. You make me want to cry, and smile. Do you have any idea what you do to me? You probably don't care. I know I can never speak to you the same anymore. You don't want to speak to me anyway. Why do I let you do this to me? Why can't I just let go and accept the fact that things aren't the way they used to be? Things will never be the same. Nothing ever stays the same; only in childish dreams. I guess I'm still a child. Why do people irritate me so? Sometimes I get so sick of people. Sometimes I want everyone to go away, to disappear, to erase from my memory, from my heart. But that's just the easy way out. It's too easy to hide; easy and lonely. Easy to blame others. I'm only hurting myself. Let the rain fall down ... Cause I wanna hear the thunder I wanna scream ... Feel the wind ... Let's go back Back to the beginning Snippets of "Come Clean" by Hilary Duff are stuck in my head. You just don't care anymore. Do you? I don't know what to believe anymore. Can I still trust you? Are you really there? Or did you already walk away, and have I just blinded myself? Who am I kidding? I'll just gather up these roses while I may, while I can still remember, and store them away in a safe place. Take the hurt and throw it far, into the depths of the ocean, deep enough so that they will never resurface again. I don't mean to sound depressed tonight. I am happy, really I am. This is just my outlet, I suppose. It's ok if people think I'm sad and lonely and depressed though...it doesn't matter much. Because I know it isn't true, so if that's what they believe, then that's fine. But anyway. Today was a semi-lovely day. Hanging out with Amaris and Elaina was fun. Baking and decorating, teehee. :) Lots of laughs. And Chris apologized. So that made me feel about 100 times better. :) And...I feel horrible again. I hate getting angry at my friends. I get hurt so easily though. It's maddening to think (or know?) that someone doesn't care about you anymore. Well, I don't know for sure. I wish I did. Will I ever? Or is this what trust is all about? But how can you trust someone when they won't even talk to you?! He didn't even say sorry. I guess I'm just stubborn. Insisting that people apologize, I mean. Silently, of course. I'd never tell them to apologize. That would defeat the whole purpose. Why is it so important to me? Why are you so important to me? Oh, bugger. I think I'll sleep now. At least I didn't chain-blog. I'm sick. I should be in bed. Why am I not in bed? Because I can't stop thinking. And the tears keep coming. But not falling. Should I just give up? No, I can't do that. I can't give up on anyone. Well...I can, but not you. Not certain people. But maybe someday I'll get over this, and we'll both move on, out of each other's lives, and it will be ok, by then. But will it be ok? Will I be ok? Yes, I think I will. With time. Time eases pain, if it doesn't fully erase. No more. You care so much about others, but you never seem to care about me. I'm not worth the effort. You always have all the time in the world for others, but never a spare moment for me. Who are your true friends? Am I? Why do others matter more to you than I do? And I was one of your closest friends... I don't understand. I don't think I ever will. I don't understand why your actions contradict your words. How can I believe you? I want to. I want to trust you. But you scare me. You don't; your behavior does. I don't think I can handle it. As much as I'd like to be able to. Well, maybe I can. I dunno. I dunno what I'm writing or thinking anymore. Everything's a-jumble. What is steady? Where is the unmoving ground? Will everything please stop shifting for a second so I can get my bearings again? I want to be able to see straight again. Goodnight. dreaming aloud at 12:15 AM
16 December 2003I'm sick.Went to Christian Club today! Finally. I keep forgetting to go... I ruined two rolls of film already in Photo. At least I have two that developed okay...I think...one is a bit underdeveloped, but oh well. I like two of the four pictures I printed so far. I think I'll only use three of them though. One of them just sucks. Too many projects in Photo!!! AHH!! I love you, and I miss you. So very much. I wonder if you know? And I'm happy. Did I mention that? Yay for friends! :) I love you all!! Especially a certain select few...teehee jk. :) Yeah I don't know what I'm talking about (er, writing about) anymore cuz my head is all stuffed up and I'm getting a bit dizzy and woozy (isn't that a great word? also tipsy is cute too, though not the meaning) and my cheeks are all red and burning up and my mom just told me to put on some more clothes cuz I just sneezed but I'm actually overheating I think but only my face and yeah I'm done. Oh wait. Amaris, am I still coming over tomorrow and Thursday? Right after school, or later? dreaming aloud at 5:41 PM
14 December 2003Oh yes...THEY CAUGHT HIM!!!!! :)Can I just say...it's about time. dreaming aloud at 10:56 PM
Oh well. Liz can't hang out on Friday anyway, and practice isn't until 9-ish. Guess I'll take a nap and catch a few winks before practice and then the long (but fun!) Saturday. Felicia and her family are going to see the San Francisco Ballet perform The Nutcracker...and she invited me to go along! We're paying for part of each other's tickets as our Christmas gifts to each other...hehe. December 27!! Eeee! I can't wait. I'm even more excited about this than about The Lion King (sorry Bert). Only because it's the last year they're performing the traditional version, and I've only seen kids' versions of it at the Regional Center. I still don't forgive myself. I don't know how to. How can I? I'll have to live with it for the rest of my life...and yes, I know it was nothing too horrible, but I feel ashamed just the same. Gonna sleep now. Incoherent thoughts are popping up randomly and in no particular logical process (not that they ever do). Goodnight. dreaming aloud at 10:44 PM
11 December 2003OH NO!!! I just realized...if we have praise practice next Friday...I won't get to hang out with Liz!!!!! :( We were gonna see "The Last Samurai" and go out for dinner...DARN DARN DOUBLE DARN!! Oh well. Hopefully we'll have the LotR sleepover at Smee's, and I'll be able to talk to her then. Sigh. Totally forgot about that. Poopy on me.dreaming aloud at 7:36 PM
Had my phone interview with Biola earlier, from about 5:30 to almost 6:30. Yeesh. It was a bit nerve-wracking because I've never had an interview of any kind before, not even job interviews. (I got all my jobs through connections...haha.) Whew. The lady was really nice though. I think I spoke too fast and rambled (which I do when I'm nervous). Oh well. Now I really want to go to Biola. Sounds like a great school. And I really want to get in the Torrey program also...I should write those essays. But I'm so, so lazy. And tired. Had a physics test today that I thought I failed but really probably only messed up this one problem. I went home to do it over a different way, and argh!! I could have done it correctly!! But no. Had to do it the other way...and get it wrong. Sigh. I totally knew how to do it yesterday, too. Well, it's over now, so that's a relief. My brain is happy. :) Been irritable today. Sorry if I offended anyone today. Couldn't deal with people, only a select few. Everyone was just bothering me today. Not personally bothering me, but...I guess I am overly critical and harsh when stressed or tired or whatever. I don't even know why I was in this mood...it's not like I was having a horrible day or anything. I didn't wake up in a bad mood. Huh. Oh well. Sorry guys. Yay tomorrow's Friday!! My relaxation day! Cept I've been making today a relaxation day also (besides the interview of course). Been shopping online again. Not buying anything, just browsing. I know material things aren't important or necessary, but...I really want them anyway. My mom always tells me I shouldn't buy them because they're "impractical and not necessary" and she makes this disapproving noise, and it makes me feel so guilty for even wanting them. But I still want them. I don't see what's so wrong with buying things like jewelry and perfume and shoes and clothes and such. Ok, excessive amounts are not good. But it's not like I spend tons of money on them. And...I dunno what I'm trying to say, just that I'm tired of my mom guilt-tripping me. Even though I guess I should be guilt-tripped once in a while (ok, more often than that) so I don't spend so much money. I have a tendency to spend, I guess. And I shouldn't, cuz it's a financial burden on our whole family. I always forget that, though. Cuz I don't worry about money yet. Don't understand finances and taxes and incomes and all that jazz. Maybe I should get a job, so I can buy my own things. Sigh. These things are my weakness. Buying things I want and don't exactly need. Russ called and asked me to fill in for Ariel on the Baypoint praise team. I guess Ariel has basketball or something. Wow I haven't sung on praise team in so long...kinda nervous. But should be fun, I'm looking forward to being on a team again. It's been a while. We're singing lots of Christmas songs! :) Busy weekend up ahead: Friday night is praise practice (9-11ish), Saturday morning I have volunteering at John Muir (9-12), worship team meeting (1-4), small groups and sleepover at Cindy's (7:30-Sunday), Sunday I have church and then praise practice (2-4ish). Yep yep. Fun fun fun though! Bert just called. He got the Lion King tickets!! For February 10 in SF (the Orpheum again). We're row 22 and have center seats. YAY! So excited. :) Bert, Felicia, and I are going. We have one more ticket. Anyone wanna go? Just let me know! :) Can't wait til winter break!! We all need a break...my friends and I have been stressed out and a bit snippy. Easy to get annoyed with each other and such. No more drama please. And Liz is coming to visit!!! :) Hopefully we all can hang out lots over break. I don't think I'm going anywhere...unless my family decides to go to LA. Hope not though, long car drives are not my thing. I don't think I posted about the last week, but I'm hungry now, so I think I'll go eat dinner. Ta-ta! dreaming aloud at 7:24 PM
08 December 2003Bit yet another nail today in physics. Stress is getting to me. Even though I don't really have much to be stressed about. I'm just lazy, I guess.Lack of sleep nonetheless. Headaches. Fun stuff. Must write Biola essays. NOW. (Except not today.) Toasted bagels with cream cheese are good. Shopping is even better, but I shouldn't spend money. So bagels it is. Need more (new?) comfort books. Barnes and Noble, here I come! dreaming aloud at 4:33 PM
Correction. Now have bitten off two nails. Why is it taking me so long to write up a simple evaluation of Mock Congress? Shouldn't be this difficult. Perhaps it is because I am online as well. But being online is helping me stay awake...otherwise I wouldn't even finish. So it's helping. Yes. Back to work. dreaming aloud at 1:20 AM
I just bit my nail off. I haven't bitten my nails in ages. Aggh! Just when they were getting long. But then again, it's too tempting to bite them when they're long. I should cut them. But I'm too lazy. Mock Congress was this week. Don't feel like writing about it. Stupid evaluation that I'm still up, writing. Hot chocolate is good. I'm hungry. I want sleep. Love my comfort books. :) Read Melissa Nathan's Pride, Prejudice, and Jasmin Field yesterday. Finished before bed...well, kinda stayed up reading it. Hehe. I want my Shopaholic back!! And I want more British books...wanna go to Barnes and Noble. Ordering online is too dangerous. It's too easy to over-order. Because you don't realize how much you're actually paying when you pay with credit card. But if you're actually in the store, carrying all the things you're buying...it makes you buy less. Well, it works sometimes. Back to evaluation writing. Ick. dreaming aloud at 12:43 AM
07 December 2003Thanks, Bert, for the quizzes. free enneagram test I suppose I should write a proper blog entry, but there's too much to write...so I'll do it later. dreaming aloud at 4:07 PM
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