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Progress Report

YAY! It says I might be able to finish in 19 days, which is like, three days early. *headdeask* someone inspire me and make me write. Not this weekend though.

Kat, Eddie and Martha are coming down to see me and OMG I'M SO EXCITED. Like, you have no idea. They are the biggest part of what I miss about home. And they're are coming down here so I don't have to deal with the annoying part of home (having my parents be like, 'You're here to see us!' and getting annoyed when I see my friends, even though I make EFFORTS to see them -.-). Anyways, OMG they are coming and I don't care that I have to get on a bus at 6:00 am and go half way across the city to get on another bus that brings me back to the other side of the city and then onto the metro because YAY THEY ARE COMING.

In other news... I made my schedule next year (and decided that yes, I do want to become a doctor) and I have to do bio and chem next semester and the only time they offer it is at 8:30 in the morning. Someone please kill me?
winterseaspray: ([scrubs] Dear Journal)
Note: This is a post about writing and NaNoWriMo, hence the cut. If you're interested, look, if not, then don't. I'm doing it for me. This is my personal journal, don't complain.

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winterseaspray: ([bones] Thinking)
Hmmmm, I am in Josh's house and we just dyed my hair (brown, so its like, a solid color instead of really dark on the top and light on the bottom from when I failed the bet with Eddie) and now Mols is cutting Josh's hair, and I'm just sitting here, waiting for the dye to set.

Harry Potter... Oh my god. Its so soon. I partically like the idea of being in England, because I read the first one here, with Josh and like, that's full circle, but I'M GOING TO MISS THE MIDNIGHT PARTY WITH SAMMIE AND CO. *sniff*

Blah. I think I've bruised my tail bone. How, I don't know, but now it like... hurts to sit down. And walk a little. Its like a concentrated place down low, and it doesn't hurt doing anything else, but its really strange...

Lot's of writing and other shit. Went to the Roman Baths today, was AWESOME. Also, watched GoF today. EW, AWFUL.
winterseaspray: ([bones] Painful)
I go through phases with music -- in case you didn't notice. Most recently, my favorite song was 9 Crimes by Damien Rice. But then I got involved with The Walk by Imogen Heap. The Walk felt very good for not only the Adair/Tristin situation, but for my own situation -- that I am not going to talk about but the song doesn't explain the situation... it just feels good -- mostly because of the line it's not meant to be like this, it's not what I planned at all. Anyways, the song recently changed from The Walk to Swing Life Away by Rise Against. I feel it says something about what's going on in my life when my favorite song creeps up from 0 plays to 123.

Actaully Swing Life Away is a perfect song for the end of high school. Its just so... right. Anyway. I love it. I wanted to share.

Also, remember Bryan? Remember him? From freshman year? Yes, the red head who was really tall and who I proceeded to make fun of? Yep. Him. He contacted me through facebook.... and I did something stupid. I opened up the discussion I dread by saying "Sorry for the shitty way I treated you when we broke up."

I don't want to have to explain to him that he was clingy and annoying and I lied about loosing the internet and then made fun of all his letters... Just because that seems mean and I am mean, but I don't want to tell him... Meh.



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