Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Well. i don't know if there's really much to write about today. i'm starting to go into a routine of school. do my work, talk as little as possible, stay out of trouble, serve detentions, go to lab, and maybe to soccer. i really don't want to go to soccer. i don't know why. i'm already doing hyr, and i'm referring. i want to exercise once a day though. and that was a good workout, just not at that time. not a good time.

i feel very adulterish today. i've cleaned the kitchen. and i've taken care of myself. mom is never home anymore. she's gone more than she used to be. she left around 7. and she left around 10 last night, and got home around 6 this morning. then she got on the computer to study some more. i feel kinda bad for her. but..i ono. she hasn't gone to school in forever, and i've been doing it for years. this friday i'm going to a trinity game i guess. ellie's going too. then she's coming over to my house. matt's dad has forbidden him to talk to me. he doesn't listen to his dad.

my throat hurts. a lot. i took allergy medicine and all the drainage has gone to my throat and it hurts. a lot. it hurts to swallow.

"you say its ur birthday"
i like that song

andrew's birthday is this friday. its his sweet 16. dad's planned a surprise party. i wonder how suck-ass its gunna be. this weekend i'm also going to mari's party. i wonder how thats gunna turn out. its gunna be fun. i wonder who all is going.

i want my flute to be fixed. i feel sad that i can't play it right. i'm gunna see if i can take lessons from the person that ellie takes lessons from. i need to go get it tuned.

this year is gunna be busy. i have a boyfriend on top of all of it. i wonder how im' going to balance everything. its going to be interesting. hard. but i think i'll handle it. i might have a few breakdowns, but i'll be to busy for drama in my life. and maybe i'll keep a 'steady' boyfriend. thats my goal for me. to make my relationship as normal as possible. as possible... *smile* normal isn't really my strong point. but thats ok.

i feel so old. i feel like i've lived a hundred years. i feel mature. i keep going over the things i need to get done soon. i feel oooold.


i'm gunna go. i'm rambling...

eve

2 Comments:

Blogger Unknown said...

what's wrong with your flute?
or did you just lose your embocheure?

4:35 PM  
Blogger Sarah Bo said...

Matt's dad is very smart.

8:38 PM  

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