bruschetta

You know, sometimes all you need is a good night with a good friend to patch things up. This holiday season has been pretty stressful and a lot of not blog-worthy stuff has gone down but as we all predicted, it turned out well. I was musing about control the other day and I rambled for a bit. Said ramblings would be found here. In any case, last night was a good night. Saw Avatar, which was fucking AWESOME. I am so unbelievably attracted to the blue woman. Neytiri or whatever her name was.


Holy shit.
I WANT TO BE ONE SO BAD. Their lives sound beautiful and peaceful.

Anyway.
Good movie. Slept at Kay's, made soup with her father, talked about stuff with him. He's wise. Like a fuckin wizard. Saw a couple other people, drove to Walmart, realized some people's lives are void of anything of real consequence, went home. Good night good night.
Probably gonna be a six year old with Dalton tonight and build a blanket fort and watch movies. Gonna be a good new years :P
For now...I'm going to plop myself on the couch with tzatziki and some tea and watch a movie.
Love.

and they just howl, all night long

in the busiest, not the most pleasant of times (like right now), this song seems to chill me out quite a bit.
first began to love it in south africa this summer. nuff said i suppooose.

love.

trying out this flickr device

cuz i have lots of photos to back up in case this little black humbug fails me.

just washed the dreads for the first time...so excited for break, dude. you have no idea. this last week and then i'm off.
i forgot my computer in greenwater this weekend so i haven't been able to do any homework.
whoooops.

peuple, peuple, à genoux, attends ta délivrance

can you tell we're sisters?

13 years apart, it kind of blows my mind that there was existence before me.
also we totally didn't plan to take photos of ourselves with hats she's knitted from the same angle with the same nose.
i loaf my seester :P

anyway
just a little tidbit during bio/religion.

love.

the sun is up, the sky is blue, it's beautiful, and so are you!

pleased to say all my bromances are firmly established.
seeing several people this weekend, including but not limited to k sav, fender, bundy, bundy's hannah, dr. miles walrus, p cox and t rav. this is not necessarily to brag about my abundant social life because i really only have a social life over breaks, but it's more so i can remember and not leave anyone out.
yesterday was cold. if you would like to hear about my first weekend of ski instructor instruction, go to P.I. where I posted a full report.
time to rewax the dreads, study some more for bio, and pass out. work comes bright and early at 6 am. had a refreshing conversation with t rav tonight about sex, drugs, snowbunnies, napoleon, and genghis khan. not to mention bill and ted's excellent adventure (although believe it or not, the aforementioned historical figures were not in the adventure discussion).
I NEED IT TO SNOW PLS.
kthxbai. ULLER ULLER ULLER!!!!!!!!!!

love.

when i'm up in my room and i'm thinking of you

so last night i had this meeting thing at the auburn adventist academy, which i had no idea was an actual school. i don't know what i thought it was, but not a school with carpeted floors and lockers and an auditorium. all i knew was that it had a giant tree that a bunch of us spent the night in back in may.
anyway. a whole bunch of prospective ski/snowboard instructors piled together in this drafty room and listened to a few loud, energetic, highly qualified instructors talk about how cool the official crystal mountain coats are. i was really shy at first, as i'd come directly from school and was still wearing my uniform and no bra (long story), but things started loosening up once we all started talking to each other. so. long story short, i literally had to force my personality to be about 987654567227483 times bigger. what i'm trying to say is that i turned myself inside out in an effort to magnify everything.
it was fun. for a while there i converted myself from an exhausted sometimes introvert to a chipper person with an infectious smile who makes little kids giggle.

anyway.

i'm pumped for this.
this weekend: braidynn, bundy, etc etc etc etc. training clinic on & off snow.
excited.

p.s.

"if you found out a friend had AIDS would you still be friends with them?"

shittiest fucking question ever.

of course i would.

um, heat-seeking missiles, bloodhounds, foxes, barracudas...

1) my head smells and feels like a wax factory blew chunks all over me

2) scalp (ew, awful word) hurts like hell

3) i fucking LOVE pineapple express. it gets better every time.

thank you katie mac :)

dreadlocks?

and the verdict is: yes.

in other news:


love!

:3

:D

CRYSTAL OPENING TOMORROW (partially)
PLANNING SKI TRIP TO WHISTLER WITH BURKE
PIPPIN OPENS THIS WEEKEND
I LOVE ABBY'S PEANUTS
I LOVE CAPS LOCK

tonight, b-ray's house, we're gonna spend some time on her trampoline. going to chill with ali b for a while until braidynn gets back from dance. god, i love it.



johnny cash. what a BEAST.


love.

hello mama africa, how are you?

1. THERE IS AN INCH OF SNOW AT MY DAD'S HOUSE RIGHT NOW AND IT IS TILL DUMPING BUCKETS. I AM SO FUCKING PUMPED FOR SKI SEASON.
2. this means i will be able to go through my instructor training course sooner
3. I AM SO EXCITED FOR MY LITTLE SKIERS. YOU HAVE NO IDEA.
4. I AM SO EXCITED FOR THE GREENWATER GANG.
k sav and k fend and braidynn and alex da boss and travis and dalton and allie and miles and kenedi AFH"wIUJF#OI@JTNFKSto97it!!!!!!!!!!

i have a feeling this winter will be significantly happier than last winter. not that i didn't love last winter, it was beautiful. but i'm so fucking pumped for this one.
and for midwinter break spent with reland. and going to blockbuster in my corn suit. and waking up to snow falling silently and smiling and my nose being cold and wearing comfortable ski boots and getting new twin tips and SNOW and ailfkjwefkj taking walks and not being able to see the hills and storms and blue sky after a powder night.

i
am
so
pumped

love.

la vie en rose :)

contemplating the beauty of my life.
i'm likin what i'm finding.
i'm feeling pretty loved, loving. i can't stop smiling.
it's so easy to love right now.
give your heart and soul to me, and life will always be la vie en rose.

beautiful!

swiney swine

documenting it while i still have it

i'm done documenting it now

i feel like a mule sometimes

not too excited for this week
but i am excited for this weekend.
story of my life.
job fair at crystal is on the 24th. gonna see some people i haven't seen for a while.
excited.

p.s.

i'm glad!

i'm glad i have such good friends who can cheer me up after such a godawful shitty night, who love me lots, who want the best for me, who look after me, who don't underestimate me, who are brilliant and beautiful and exciting people. there is a stereotype of enumclaw people that i've bought into pretty intensely before, about how they're judging redneck hicks. it's not true. i know some who are, but those who i choose to surround myself with are amazing people. they don't care about where i'm from or about what i've done, just about who i am and how i choose to express that.
thanks guys. i'm still trying to get a photo that describes our relationships.
and, of course, there's colleen, and the relationship we've managed to keep up from other sides of the country for how many years? 4 years now?

then there's reland, who of course has been here for 12-14 years, we don't remember.

dude frick. i love it.

for reland

made it for you :D
love you chica.

p.s.

blame it on the aaaaaalcohol

first order of business: morgan and kaya. i hope you two have fun in peru and mexico, i'm gonna miss you a lot and i'm excited for you to come back with an extensive knowledge of spanish slang to teach (: i'll miss you in spanish class, and in my life, for a while at least. have fun!!!!

second: good day! last night was up till the wee hours working on the mural, first time since the ellynator left. it's looking pretty intense. now to work on the other mural. wrote some new tao te ching stuffs on my wall as well.
this morning when i woke up, i had a piece of pizza and blackberries for breakfast. then i blasted daft punk (one more time and harder better faster stronger, mostly) and sat in the middle of my floor with my djembe and played along. i'm kind of a loser hahahaha. BUT the good news is, i had room to play on my floor! i cleaned!

choir "retreat" was today. 3-ish hours of singing christmas carols. it was pretty swell. maggi picked me up and we got cupcakes on 4th ave, then sat in front of my building and shared halfsies. caught up on boys and girls and homecoming. i love my sister.
reland drove bertha over and we watched sweeney todd. voice was warmed up enough from choir that i could actually sing along :P
wanted to watch rocky horror, becuse i've lost my dvd and haven't seen it in a while, but the dumb tv malfunctioned.
alas, i'm here, babbling about my life.
reland just left. i'm going to pump the daft punk some more and work on the mural again. maybe start on the second one.

love.

sleep is beautiful

it makes me so happy when i get to bed at 9 o'clock.
alas, tonight is not one of those nights. i have to finish my o'dea notes, but that should be okay i guess if i get the hell off the internet and stop smelling my shirt. my shirt is just out of the dryer so it smells of clean laundry and it's lovely.
can't focus, though.
shitpoo day, but it improved at work, just me, gary, and the walk in freezer. i'm makin baaankk maaannnn. the drug dealing helps too.
i'm kidding.

that's about all i have to say today.
tomorrow is my weekly mcnabb night. slash friday, going dress shopping with mckenna.
i love everything.

hey, mr. moonlight,

hey, mr. moonlight.
you're jumping out of sight. come back to me, please.
your eyes are too bright, too bright for me to forget. if you break my heart, i'll run
as
far
as
i
can,
but i can never escape you. every night you rise again, reminding me that i can only run as far as the sunset. then, there you are, laughing and dancing and prancing just beyond my fingertips.
hey, mr. moonlight. you're bright tonight, i see my shadow in your light. i stretch my arms to the heavens, hoping my fingertips will graze your cool face but i can't reach far enough. your sparkling stellar friends wink at me; i think they know something i don't.
do
they,
mr.
moonlight?
i need to soothe this ache, mr. moonlight. will you not come visit me? if you won't come to me,
MAYBE THAT'S IT!
i will come to you,
good sir,
and this aching will cease and your eyes will crease and i will smile back at you.
i shine too, now;donotaskmehow.
but what is this? i, with my golden rays, cannot quite reach you. my warm fingers were not meant to touch your cool check after all.
instead i push myself
UP UP UP in the morning, only seeing glimpses of your
back
as you go home to sleep until my bedtime
i see you briefly in passing as i drop into the sea, as you wake for your night shift.
do you remember me? do you remember me as the girl who stretched to stroke your face and who ran to say hello to you at sunset?
hey, mr. moonlight, do you remember?



sunday october 4 2009
greenwater 23:15

infinite:

i'm feelin' it.

so, enumclaw this weekend. fantastic 4: L-R ksav, me, bundy, kfend.
dance party, underwear twister, unknown techno music, beauty and the beast ("what kind of lion is he?!?!?!!"), snow white, going 75 in a 55, automatic shotgun because we're best friends, back and butt massages, 4 person spoon party, bonfire, stoner stories, cookies, top ramen at 3 am, gossip gossip gossip, 11-pm trip to jack in the box for sammiches and miles, PHOTOS PHOTOS PHOTOS, cute undies, underwear twister...










soundtrack for the weekend:
1) lullaby - the spill canvas
2) suck my dick - dickheadz
3) raver's fantasy - tune up!
4) this love - maroon 5
5) just dance - lady gaga
6) paper planes - m.i.a.
7) lying is the most fun a girl can have without taking her clothes off - panic! at the disco
8) chain me free - the matches
9) punkbitch - 3oh!3
10) don't stop - innerpartysystem
11) harder better faster stronger - daft punk
and more.
good juju.

CHECK ITTTTT

THE MIXTAPE MART

it's some pretty cool shit, i'm in love

give them the old razzle dazzle

this weekend:
amy claire
miles
dalton

in that order.

family:
father, cabin
puyallup fair
mother, seattle

in that order.

now:
veggie pizza bites and fruit smoothies
air conditioned mother's room
chicago the movie
weird feelings in my tummy

am going to pound it out on my djembe tomorrow morning for handbells. i'm pretty psyched.
it's good. isn't it grand? isn't it great? isn't it swell? isn't it fun? nowadays.

love.

wow

baaaaaaaaad week
ended it with a bone-crushing, soul-uplifting hug from AO.
going to the cabin tonight, hopefully chilling with dalton, and ACS tomorrow/tomorrow night.
this jeans aren't makin me happy right now. thinkin about switching back to the dress.

this soup smells delicious
later potater

wednesdays are pretty cool

This Wednesday's pretty cool. It hurts to type this because last night I was shaving and my razor slipped and essentially sliced my fingernail in half.
But other than that, this Wednesday is pretty cool.
Measured people in bio, found out my body fat percentage. 17.4%. Not bad, I don't think, if average is like 18-20%. Whatevs.
Had lunch with Amy Claire today, and a little chit chat. It's been a while.
I'm loving dance class. Not that I particularly succeed in it, but you know. I have fun failing.
Today I've been on my South Africa diet: rice cake sandwiches, rooibos, and oranges. I missed it.
Worked today! Yay money!
A.D.D.!
Need to sleep!
Need to do homework!
This year is tough!

Love.

stoner mcstonerkins

good day to you, kind sir!

roflmao



amazing brownies



no pants, first makeup in quite a few weeks



met henry



gave fake number to bagel oasis man



drove around kent with cousins



baby looks like prof. slughorn



spent a few lovely days with mc2

this blog is tiring me

and i'm too lazy to make it private. stalkers, have a field day.

entonces, P-I, here I come.

1st day of classes

Missed everyone.
Love everyone.

live high, live mighty, live righteously

- driver's ed = over
- new lens for camera = purchased
- new permit = here
- stick shift education = going along swimmingly
- school starting = 5 ish days
- mind = sort of cleared
- hair = redyed
- lots of music = mine
- schedule = switched
- friends names = cleared with parents
- sleeping = me

butterfly

I love torrents so very, very much. With so much time on my hands I think I've increased my iTunes by about 60% hahah.
I think I have to finish Pride and Prejudice. Or get past the 3rd chapter. SHIIIIT. And then there's still that other book. No worries. I have time.
Ha. A week. Who am I kidding?
I'm not ready for this summer to be over. I need more time, I think, than I'll be allotted during the school year to straighten shit out.
It's not even my shit.
It'll work out, I'm sure. Yikes.
I like spending time at other peoples' houses. Like Lou said, because things aren't so happy at my own.

On a much happier note.
I'm going over to McKenna's today. She and her family are always so, so amazing. Hahahah
McKenna's mom Lisa: "Where's your stuff?"
Me: "What?"
Lisa: "You're sleeping over another night, right?"
Me: "Um. I wasn't planning on it..?"
Keith (little brother): "Don't go..."
THEY ARE SO SWEET AND THEIR JUJU IS SPECTACULAR AND I LOVE THEM.
I'm getting pumped just thinking about this.
Entonces. I'll go toast a bagel and eat some cereal and some mango. Then I'll get ready to go.
Woof. Ramblings.

Love.

success, i guess

Last week, updated:

- Monday - Party with Kayla R/Zakk

- Tuesday - Matt, Alexa en la noche

- crack conversations with Colleen all night long.

- some apartment hunting
- mural-making
- fighting to keep Tino
that's it. haha.


this week to do:

- vetkoek (the recipe is here)
- rooibos
- crack conversations with Colleen all night long.
- sit in the sun
- fix phonepod
- switch around schedule
- get new permit
- pick self up again

dirty minds, dirty minds think alike

This week's going to be good.

- Monday - Party with Kayla R/Zakk

- Tuesday - Matt, Alexa en la noche

- Wednesday - Landon

- Thursday/Friday - Party with Savage, Kayla F, Travis R

Fit in some apartment hunting, mural-making, fighting to keep Tino, vetkoek, and rooibos, and we'll be golden.
Oh, also crack conversations with Colleen all night long.

Playlist for the past couple days:
* She Won't Let Me Fucc - Afroman
* Swing - Savage (kay & ali)
* Fun For Me - Portishead & Moloko (tripping balls)
* Sugar, We're Going Down - Fall Out Boy (7th grade)
* Drive - Ziggy Marley
* It's Only Natural - The Higher
* Dirty Minds - Here Come The Mummies (savage)
* Hermetico - Balkan Beat Box (colleen)
* Mirrors - Envy On The Coast
* Rainbow In The Sky - Ziggy Marley (<3)
* Eleanor Put Your Boots On - Franz Ferdinand
* Can't Help Falling In Love - Ingrid Michaelson (<3)
* Girls Girls Girls - Motley Crue (ileana)
* Outside - Sam Bentley (south africa)
* Palmdale - Afroman (lillian)
* I Can Feel A Hot One - Manchester Orchestra (savage's 16)
* Babe I'm Gonna Leave You - Led Zeppelin (reminds me of John the Lion)
* Sway - Dean Martin (mother)
* Here Comes the Sun - the Beatles (everything)
* Piano Man - Billy Joel
* Peacemaker - Green Day
* Viva La Gloria? (Little Girl) - Green Day
* the entire album Howl by Empires (especially "All Night Long" and "Hayley")
* Half Moon - Blair
* Seventy Times 7 - Brand New
* Poprocks & Coke - Green Day

Love

sloths are nature's way of saying "cheer the fuck up, emo kid"

ps, so is seth rogen

on a helluva lighter note

it's no surprise to me, i am my own worst enemy

i'm just a sentimental fool. every man has a molly, but the art teacher is my beautiful rescue. pas de cheval, go a ride with mario kart and his stupid fucking love song. dream a little dream of me but i feel dirty and left out and i don't care. i'm only human. i like the way you move. i remember the days we spent together were not enough, and it used to feel like dreaming except we always woke up. move along. except...i love you more than i can promise and you take me the way i am. i wish we could make banana pancakes (instead, quesadillas). voy a bailar el tango de roxanne porque i can't help falling in love. harder better faster stronger. strawberry fields forever. beautiful is gone. motherfucking mr. self-destruct.

i hate my itunes. i want to kick it to fucking thailand right now.

te digo adios

new hair, exciting. [insert profound statement about inner change having an influence on physical appearance]
blood sugar low, need coke and food.

love.

cause i love the way you say good morning

• Thinking about starting a foundation with my father, more on that to come
• Listening to Jungle Book soundtrack a lot lately
• Spent a couple days at McKenna's; I swear to God, she's my own personal day spa (haha D-A-I-Y-E, DAY)
• VITAMIN D
• ENDORPHINS
• MARVIN GAYE
• Oooph, my skin is kind of burned
• It's 104 in my room right now
• This summer is shaping up quite nicely

93 degrees in my living room

Right this second, I'm watching Paris, Je T'aime with my mother. I'm not wearing pants. It's too hot. Neither my mother nor I have spoken since the movie started - in a good way - (except for the occasional heh-heh) - and we're well into the fourth? fifth?...scene? What is it? One-act? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
Right this second, I'm contemplating the love-hate relationship I have with the munchies and the access I have to all this food. I'm going to take up swimming again, and Reland agreed to do it with me so we don't become lardy vegetables once school starts again.
Right this second, I'm marveling at the heat. STILL.
Right this second, I'm hoping all my plans for this week won't fall through.
Right this second, Elijah Wood has been turned into a vampire.
Right this second, I am remembering what Lisbon in July was like.
Right this second, I'm not keen on marrying.
Right this second, this movie made me cry.
Right this second, I'm going to vacuum before my father gets home.

Love.

a-ha!

monito ^^ in the middle.
i gave my watch to him. i miss him.

so much rattling around in there

Got back from South Africa two days ago and my thoughts haven't quieted since.
I feel like a different person in a few huge ways; not that I felt like this when I was there, but more when I came back and was all of a sudden culture shocked. Dr. Segall talked about it, but I thought I'd be adaptable enough, thought I'd be used to sliding from extreme poverty to 5 star hotels easily by now. No. El Salvador, the year in Central America. That didn't really prepare me for coming home after this. I sort of attribute this to being too young then.
I was enrolled in an SAT class this week while I was gone. You make it sound like it's so important, all so so important. But is getting accepted into all those mind-numbingly elitist universities you're talking about really going to do anything? Is pursuing a BA, a graduate degree, in medicine or some kind of politics or law or whatever the fuck else you want me to study, is that really going to make any sort of difference in the world? No. I guess what I have to now with my life is what matters, what I do with that degree. I don't want to spend all that money on stupid university when a lot people in Mfuleni can't even count that high. You tell me how much the shower doors cost. They cost more than people who I experienced this summer, happy, beautiful people, have ever heard of, let alone dreamt of having. Why do you spend so much on trivial shit when there is so much ELSE out there? Not even money. I, however small and insignificant, gave Nothemba and her son a house. I made a difference in her life, ripple-affected the rest of the townships. Those six families all gained a HOME in less than two weeks. Most of us who have had homes and maybe a cushion. Contrast that to the townships. Tin sheds, always leaking, maybe with a door if they're lucky, maybe one for each family if they're well-off in township terms. Often two or more families to one shack, generations of the apartheid-worn and the kids who only heard but did not experience the full-blown. It's still there, apartheid. It's considered over, but it's nowhere near to being cured.
Shit happened while I was gone, but it doesn't concern me, it's none of my business, I honestly can't bring myself to rip my mind off of this, how so very insignificant it all seems. Not that any of it IS insignificant but it's drowned out in my mind right now. There's so much more in the world than myself, than Lower Queen Anne, than the hundreds of dollars spent on Bumbershoot, than the hundreds of dollars spent on cameras and shoes and bags and art, than the music than the drugs, than the cars and jewelry and computers and drinks and plane rides, than the gasoline and the oil and the wars and the politics. It's all a whirlwind people get caught up in; if they project a certain image, if their consumer whore itch gets scratched or not, if they have more than enough to feed themselves and maybe a state or two in India (mind you, they throw it away when they've had their fill). I'll be the first to admit I get caught up in it too. I get caught up in images and money. But. I don't want to.
I don't need it, I don't WANT IT.
I'm done.
Goddamn, I'm done.

Love.

take two

Leave for South Africa in a few hours. Not sleeping.
Blogging at oliviadownsouth.blogspot.com
(:

It'll be great.





I love you.

:)))))))

Good day. Hung out with Elly.
I look forward to working on the mural more.

:3

The day has yet to end, and I have yet to regain my ability to speak.

Dexter time.
Love.

room follow-up

There. Done. Forgive me, I haven't vacuumed yet.
Bad ass. It's the most comfortable thing ever.

you've got a friend in me

I always wonder if I'm being watched. It's not so much paranoia, just curiosity. I'll still dance in front of my window, but I wonder.

I'm cleaning my room at the moment. FINALLY. It's been in shambles (if you can say that about a teenage girl's room?) since before finals. I'm almost through!

El Tango de Roxanne from Moulin Rouge is heart-wrenching. It makes me feel a lot whenever I hear it. Not anything that I can connect to my own life, at least at the moment, but just. Feel. Also, "Diamonds Are A Girl's Best Friend" is incorrect grammar. Correct me if I'm wrong, grammar Nazis out there, but there's more than one diamond, therefore it should be "friends". Meh.

I've fallen in love with Jim Sturgess. I still haven't seen Across The Universe, which is a crime, I hear. But I've seen him in other things, and I get warm fuzzies inside whenever I see him (:

I have to pack. This makes me nervous.

I was reassured last night of something that had been bothering me for a while...it involved puppies and old dogs, me being the puppy. I feel better.

I've been talking to Colleen the Brain Twin for several hours every night for the past few days. It's good...we've both been pretty busy, so it's nice to be able to lie in bed and laugh until we cry.

I hope Morgan and Elly work out.

It just occurred to me that most of these statements begin with I.
HMMMMMMMMMM
Okay. I'm going to finish cleaning, and then move my bed. I'm getting rid of the box spring and maybe the mattress itself, and replacing it with a Tempurpedic mabob.

Love.

pas de cheval

Yesterday was a great day on the beach with Lou. I burned some, but it's gone now. Ahhh heritage, I love you. We talked for the entire 4 hours of our picnic at Golden Gardens, which I needed and loved and still love. Plan on repeating in August. It was full of jokes, sand, jellyfish, Keira Knightly, slacklines, babies, and magic science fair dust.
There was a man waving his penis everywhere in Ballard. That was also lovely.
Last night Mykaila and I chatted about Matt and lots about South Africa.
I'm reading the Harry Potter series again. I'm halfway through the Sorcerer's Stone now.

Today I was rather grouchy, because I'd been cooped inside with nasty weather all day.
I drove down to Enumclaw with my mother to get Cherry Garcia, veggies, burgers, and movies. I'm going to curl up on this here couch and watch Idiocracy, which I recommend to anyone and everyone.
WHICH REMINDS ME, I HAVE TO CONTACT E. Regarding Tuesday.
And L regarding Monday.
And R regarding Tuesday night.
I don't think I'm going to sleep the night before.
Hmmmmmmmmm.

Love.

the french are glad to die for love

remember for conversation:
- kidney stone
- why engineer
- long hair
- surrealism
- werewolves
- attractive
to be continued


Today was great.
I'm on the phone with Colleen right now. Our conversation consists mostly of "FUCK" "ASS" and "PISS". Oh and adorable stories and Bret Michaels.
I love this girl. She's a dinosaur, and my brain twin. Two birds with one stone!

Dream a little dream of me, my love.

what's been up

to do:
- write lou back
- rent rocky horror (reland), saving grace (elly/xanda?), and princess mononok...alexa, help?
- watch howl's moving castle again before i leave
- hang out with mckenna
- mural
- pop some cherries with amande
- learn some french
- CLEAN ROOM WTF
- PACK FOR SOUTH AFRICA
to be continued

remember for conversation:
- kidney stone
- why engineer
- long hair
- surrealism
- werewolves
to be continued


i won an award today at prize day, for raising my grades .5 or over since my first trimester or something along those lines.
i was surprised and didn't actually know what to do with myself. except beam.
then we jumped in the lake. i had a lovely conversation tonight where something peed on my floor and i declared i had duck rabies all over my body, which was contradicted.
things aren't looking so dismal right now. i wonder what's going on. actually i know exactly what's going. the two-day period of depression after is over.
tomorrow i'm going to visit enumclaw. it's going to be great.
SUMMERTIME! I'M A JUNIOR! :)

:3

I can work with this!

Need a yearbook, though.
Oh wells.