Be careful what you wish for......
Feb. 5th, 2003 01:27 pmSo, I always wanted a smaller chorus class, but this is ridiculous. Only 6 children. It's so sad. I am listening to one play the guitar right now. Which is ok. He's good, in a heavy metal kind of way. I am so tired. I just wanna go home and nap. Yuppers. I have a hair appointment after school today anyway. I need it, I am beginning to look shaggy. I can see me cutting off my curls sometime in the future. Right now I like my mullet! I don't care if it is held over from the 80's. :-) I got lots to do. I should get on it. I might change my journal around. Maybe. I think I will add some people to my friends list that I read all the time. LALALALA. It's so quiet. It's weird. Middle Schoolers will be here soon.
I have been thinking about online stuff. I met someone online, for the first time, that I actually enjoy talking to. The internet has always been a place for me to keep in touch with friends from "real life," not to meet people. It's weird for me to talk to someone I have never actually "met." When I IM with jason or dave, I can see their faces in their words. I can picture them sitting at their computers. Their screen names read as their names, not the words they actually are. Tis different with this new person. I like talking to her though. It's just different for me. I wish I could write everything I am thinking, but my brain doesn't work like that. I can't put onto paper my thoughts like this. Oh, well. Life goes on...
This is one of my favorite poems. I am actually not trying to be morbid here, I just think this captures some very real life occurances. Some people are masters at disguising their true feelings.
( Richard Cory- the poem )
And the more well known song by Simon and Garfunkel
( Richard Cory- song )
I have been thinking about online stuff. I met someone online, for the first time, that I actually enjoy talking to. The internet has always been a place for me to keep in touch with friends from "real life," not to meet people. It's weird for me to talk to someone I have never actually "met." When I IM with jason or dave, I can see their faces in their words. I can picture them sitting at their computers. Their screen names read as their names, not the words they actually are. Tis different with this new person. I like talking to her though. It's just different for me. I wish I could write everything I am thinking, but my brain doesn't work like that. I can't put onto paper my thoughts like this. Oh, well. Life goes on...
This is one of my favorite poems. I am actually not trying to be morbid here, I just think this captures some very real life occurances. Some people are masters at disguising their true feelings.
( Richard Cory- the poem )
And the more well known song by Simon and Garfunkel
( Richard Cory- song )