boredom strikes back… la la la

I really find it highly unmotivational to write when it seems like my favorites list has deserted me here. Not saying I haven’t deserted some of you… but uh, yeah nevermind. This is me being selfish. I suppose it’s because I’m sitting here thinking, gee, I could just be writing in my lovely NEW diary that’s sitting upstairs in my room, dying for attention. (Confession: I’m so afraid to write in it. It’s a REALLY nice journal, I’ve never had one like it before, and I just don’t want to talk about stupid things in it. It would be a waste!) Plus, this is a difficult entry, because I have people in the room with me. I’m typing in Notepad. I’ll copy and paste. This is still a chance I’m taking.

Dustin (MMMHHMMPPwhatever) – hey CONGRATS on passing! That’s awesome. I’ll find the entry and read it. Of course, it would help if I knew which entry it was… ahh well. May not be right now, because it’s really hard to read when I’m fearing my parents seeing the reflection of the screen in the picture that’s hanging on the wall. Normally I would agree, that this makes me sound way paranoid… but I can see the screen when THEY’RE on the computer too… so I know how it works. I swear, if I’m ever a parent, I will know ALL the tricks, because, well, I will. Maybe not, but then again, maybe so.

For example. My sister just walked behind me, over to the treadmill, rustled something (I assume putting something away), and then walked back behind me. All the while, I’m sitting here typing… la la la. I THOUGHT I felt someone move into this area… but there aren’t any lights on, so I couldn’t see anyone. I literally looked around, and NOTHING. Then I thought I HEARD something being rustled. Looked around, saw nothing, kept typing. Getting a little wary. Third time, I turn to look, and my sister stands up and walks back behind me back to the family room. CRAZY. Talk about lack of sensory perception on my part.

dreamergrrl: <–way tired, way paranoid, way not motivated to write

What is with Aims and Ron writing way more than anyone else? Strange. No one’s writing. Or maybe it’s just always like this, but I can’t tell because I always have at least 3 new entries to read from Sean. Ok, let’s not go there. I’ll only make myself sad.

I’m reading Kaffir Boy as my first book for summer reading. It’s a really good book… I’m surprised. It’s just so… a world I’ve never known. It manages to be insightful, educational, motivational, and interesting all in one. A page turner, even, yet a true story. A quick read, which is totally awesome for summer reading. One of those where you sit down to read, and suddenly you look up at the page number, thinking, “Gee, did I REALLY just read 25 pages??” Great stuff. I love it when you’re not thinking about how long it’s taking you to read so many pages. Oh… maybe that’s because I’m not rushing to read it in two days like I usually read books. *shrugs* Not that I don’t enjoy the books I race through, and not that I’m trying to finish the book… it’s just different. Actually, I’m a third of the way through the book. I’m on book 2 of it, page 125 or so, out of 350. I’m hoping to finish the book by sometime this weekend. My goal is to get more than half of the other book read before band camp. THAT would be a new one. A smart move, too. Different than most years. Ehh… I feel like I really need to be prepared for this class. This is AP English. This was my sister’s favorite class. This is the BEST TEACHER in the entire school system. I cannot wait. So excited.

Hey… look at this… people finally online. Goodness, I thought everyone was dead for a second. OH, dead people… that reminds me. I’m not leaving again until August 12. Is this enough notice? 😛 I hope so. Then I’ll be gone until that Friday night or something. After that I’m home until forever and a day. *grr* to school starting.

Talked to Marcia on the phone today. For at least an hour… I’ve never even talked to her on the phone before. How crazy is that? She’s such an awesome person. Goodness. So yeah, she said it was her idea to invite me tomorrow? Didn’t say it exactly like that, and I asked her if I was just invited randomly or whatever… but I got the impression that she knows nothing about the possibility of Brian? Maybe this is just a coincidence. Even if we did flirt after band today. *shrugs* Who knows. It’s going to be a heck of a lot of fun, anyway. Come to think of it, I’ve never even DONE anything with Marcia. We were just talking about that a month ago or so. It’s really crazy, too, because I love hanging out with Marcia at school or whatever. Except, well, she graduated… and she’ll be leaving us! *tear* Yeah. It’s really quite sad.

to be continued… (stupid limit)