Avenue J
My musical of a life. I often break out into song. Deal with it. :) Don't stress. Relax. Let life roll off your back.
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Tuesday, May 03, 2005
Happy Birthday, Laura! Even though it was yesterday! Um, yeah. Got another $1,000/year from Millikin. Yayness. Ashley's grandma = sadness. What else what else. JT is still in Florida and won't be back until the 15th of May. (On the 15th of May, in the Jungle of Nool...) I am sad about that, but what's even worse is that apparently his phone died and so I can't even talk to him. I haven't talked to him in four days. (Okay, okay, I know, it's not that long, but for us it is) Very sad. Actually, I feel a poem coming on. It may be serious, it may be silly. Here goes nothing: She can't recall his face It blurs and swims out of focus She knows his face so well, And yet the image will not come She longs to hear his voice That sweet southern drawl That she once so detested. Now she yearns for it. Remember Miss Independent? Where did she go? She who scorned couples for their dependency Now scorns herself Which doesn't help Her friends laugh and tease Reminding her it's only two weeks She'll make it She'll pull through If only she knew If only she knew how... Now, a silly one: I lawst ma babay My babay left me He went down ta Flor'da To stay ba the sea I lawst ma babay When willlll he be home? I wawnt him to call me Up on the telephowne! (Country song. That is so bad, I will probably reomve it later when I'm more awake) A few more notworthy items. I had my AP English Test Monday. It wasn't too terribly, except my cough medicine wore off towards the end. Thankfully, I was done, so I just left the room. Yeah, I'm sick. I lost my voice. I could barely talk Saturday when we went to contest, and my choir still got 4th place! Woot woot! Go Signature Singers! One last thing. Our gov't final is to make a country. I won't say too much about it here, but it's called TRBA. (The Really Big Apple) Amanda and I are partners. Let's just say that this is going to be good. That's all for now, folks!
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