"Are people so unhappy when they love?"
"Yes, when they love and are unsure of being loved in return . . ."
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27.2.02
my parents have insisted that i go to bed at nine o'clock and that i be asleep no later than nine thirty. i don't know if i can do that. i go to bed so late usually that i don't know if i'll be able to be asleep by then. oh well, i suppose i'll try. i need the extra sleep anyway.
i've fallen into a bad habit. instead of checking on people in person, i just go to their blogs. that's not a good thing, and i think the reason that i haven't told anyone about my blog yet.
headed to bed now, hopefully to write.
8:28 PM
26.2.02
we went to rehearsal tonight. it was good. i really enjoy acting. i am currently so tired i can barely hold my eyes open, so i suppose i will go to bed now.
Life would be really boring if we knew all the answers. I mean, it just wouldn't be *life.*
Trevor Rayl, 2002
9:55 PM
eloquent --
1 : marked by forceful and fluent expression [an eloquent preacher]
2 : vividly or movingly expressive or revealing [an eloquent monument]
1:16 PM
25.2.02
wow, i was looking over some of my earlier posts and they sounded so selfish! hm. it's a rather realistic picture of me though.
10:24 PM
i tried to post on this the other day, but it didn't work and now i don't remember what i was going to say. something about the fact that i was in a really good mood for no real reason. i am tonight too. i guess it's because life is good right now, but then again, life is always good, but sometimes it feels better than other times and right now it feels good.
i keep thinking i'm going to tell someone about this, but every time i type in the email address then tab down to the body of the email and type in the link to this blog, i chicken out and don't do it. strange. i think i'm a little more neurotic than i like to think most times.
i also think i'm enjoying playing a bar wench more than i should.
we watched the closing ceremonies of the olympics last night with a particular family that we know and it was a blast! they really are an awesome family. everything (ahem, most things) felt so . . . nice. we really ought to do that sort of thing more often.
i've got this song by solas stuck in my head and i've been humming it almost nonstop for two hours now. it's not bothering me though.
Trying to be witty leads to lying, more or less.
The Little Prince, Antoine St. Euxpery
Small Joy of the day: finding your favorite pencil when you thought you had lost it.
i think i'm going to go to bed now. you had better change my bedtime dear or i'll be up too late.
10:05 PM
21.2.02
i'm feeling rather well today. it was a good day, even if i did have to teach all afternoon and miss dance to do so. ::purses lips:: that didn't make me happy, but my sister and i have so much fun together when we're alone that it wasn't awful. i'm going to spend the night at the dear one's house on saturday, which is also a good thing. someone i know is going to get in trouble shortly and it's probably going to get me into trouble too and i'm going to be mad. hmm.
random fact of the day: infusion of echinacea makes your tongue tingle. if you'd like to try it, i'd be glad to give you the recipe.
jodie foster is in a horror movie called "panic room" and my parents and uncle are talking about it with derogatory terms, and my uncle is about to puke over sarah meier's nose ring. i rather like body piercing, to a certain extent. (i bet i'll hear about that one.) ok, i think it's time to tell someone.
going to bed now.
10:30 PM
16.2.02
ok, i think i'm well over my little depressed stage there. that isn't to say that i can't slip back into it, but i'm really hoping against it. i spent most of this morning sleeping, and then, up until now, cleaning up and such. i just found the lyrics to what a wonderful world, which just happens to be my all time favorite song (and has been since several months before i moved, dear one!)
I see trees of green, red roses too,
I watch them bloom for me and you;
And I think to myself -- what a wonderful world!
I see skies of blue, clouds of white,
The bright blessed day,and the dark sacred night;
And I think to myself -- what a wonderful world!
The colors of the rainbow, so pretty in the sky,
Are also on the faces of people passing by.
I see friends shaking hands saying "how do you do",
What they're really saying, is "I love you".
I hear babies crying, I watch them grow;
They'll learn much more than I'll never know.
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world!
Yes I think to myself, what a wonderful world!
ok, i've got to go clean the kitchen now.
1:24 PM
15.2.02
i'm doing better now. i think shakespeare was good for me. i didn't get to talk to all the people that i meant to, but i did get to talk to some people that i didn't expect to get to talk to and that made me happy. someone played in(with) my hair. that was fun. i like it when people play in my hair. i also go to talk (ahem, argue) with someone who i haven't talked (ahem, argued) with in a long time. i gave someone an assignment . . . i wonder if it will get done. confession for those of you who don't already know: i only go to shakespeare for the socializing. ok, i do read the plays and listen to the speaker, but my main object is the people.
i'm now online talking to my bestest friend in the whole wide world and posting on my blog and being generally teenagerish and irresponsible by staying up so late and enjoying every minute of it.
i think imaginary friends are a good thing to have.
11:35 PM
life is good. the canadians were awarded gold, which makes me very, very happy. shakira at high blast helps too. its interesting that it only takes one tiny thing to make your entire day better. oh yeah, and there was the guy at the stoplight.
we stopped at this stoplight, the jillionth of the day and we were in a hurry. my mom had her window open (i was driving) and when we stopped, we stopped next to this black guy that was sitting on one of those benches that's at the corner of roads sometimes. we got stopped and he says "how are you doing today?" and mom answers "pretty good! it's a nice day to be sitting out like this." he replied "it sure is! a few more days like this and i'll be able to start working on my tan." mom laughed and said "sure will!" just before we pulled away, he said "you have a nice day now." mom said "thank you, you too." and then he were gone.
i drove downtown today in lunchtime traffic and it was stressful. not particularly frightening, just stressful.
i think shakespeare is going to be good for me tonight.
2:01 PM
what is it about blogs that make you post the depressing stuffs? i suppose that you don't really need an outlet for happiness. i just read someone's blog. the more i read those things the more depressed i get, particularly when i'm involved in a day that they wrote about and they're still depressed or upset. i try and i try...can i do no good? my goal in life is to help people out of their depression/bad moods/etc. and somehow i seem to be utterly failing. is there anyone who thinks about me and smiles? ever? i'm beginning to feel like someone i know that wants to alienate themselves...on the other hand, i'm just about to spend my entire day reading the tempest so that i can go to shakespeare tonight. go figure.
the sun came up this morning
the sun came up this morning
the sun came up this morning
the sun came up this morning
i wonder who i'll tell about his page first. i bet i know.
9:21 AM
14.2.02
the sun came up this morning
11:05 PM
i'm tired. i'm very tired. tired and depressed. i really didn't mean to get depressed...i kept trying to pull myself out of it, or letting someone else pull me out of it, but it didn't work. actually, at this point, i'm not depressed for myself so much as i am for someone else. gosh. why do i have to care so much? i'm worried about you dear. please don't alienate yourself. i'm praying for you even as i type this. i really should go to bed instead of writing on this blog (the one i always told myself i wouldn't get) but it was a cry of desperation. i think it did me good. dear me, i hope it did.
11:04 PM
Ahem. I was not yet done. I believe that this blog will be only a moment of temporary insanity, but maybe not. Who knows. The trouble with blogs is that people post very personal things on there and in my humble opinion, I'd rather find out those things through the person rather than off of a website. Maybe that's just me. Maybe I'm over opinionated. I've been told that before.
i'm feeling a bit random, a bit cynical, a bit mean--correction--a lot mean and generally a [word censored for content]. yes dear, i'm all for censorship.
isn't a blog just a spot where you can talk about yourself all the time without being looked down on for it?
2:48 PM
Oh my gosh, I just started a blog. I told myself and promised myself I wouldn't do it, but I suppose I don't have as much will power against the public flow as I thought I did...or at least, liked to think I did. I'm posting on this for a while in the hopes that it will help me remember to write in my journal. I believe this one is just for me, unless I decide to let someone else read it. Heh, maybe I will.
2:39 PM
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