I'm not dead. Haha.
So, I carved my pumpkin today, and it'll be on display at Baine's. It's a wise owl.
I'm thinking snoopy and woodstock for the other giant pumpkin that's mine though.
I have a ten-o-clock bed time tonight, I've got to get back into good health.
Which isn't being helped by all these peanut m&m's and half-hearted frisbee. But, actually, my frisbee skills are improving with time. Which means rec sports in college? Probably, not. College, college is this ache in my heart right now, college....college, love me please college. I hate begging for someone to like me, but I'm doing it now.
I keep falling asleep in class and having these dreams where angry men yell at me, like taxi drivers in New York, if I ever were to drive there, that's the kind of yelling that would happen to me.
Currently reading: three books at once! Canterbury Tales-- in the analyzing process, Into The Wild --less depressing that the movie, and the Chocolate War --hoping it's not a waste of my time, I hate football.
And what I hate worse are the stupid football players that yell at the XC team while we're doing speedwork.
If I see one more thing about cathedrals, I might die.
Districts is Wednesday.
ACE is Wednesday.
Work is Saturday.
XC King's Dominion trip is Saturday.
My life is all give up and go with it.
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