6.04.2005
Mood of the Moment: bleh
Music of the Moment: Jewel - Foolish Games
Today my entire family went swimming...except me of course....nah, I'm still quite cooked from my last Bolton experience. The fact that I wasn't going, of course, upset my Dad. Of course he asked me what I intended on doing instead, and I told him I wasn't sure...but that there were a couple of things that I was thinking of...and it turned in to a big aggrevated lecture-esque sort of discussion. In which the words "do what you want, try not to get pregnant!" were angrily uttered. He said later that he didn't mean it...but you dont say things like that unless you are actually thinking them...you just may not mean for the words to come out...but yea...that was my morning. Just after my Dad chilled out some, i called Brian's...not home...left a message. Call Jamie...no answer...leave a message. The house is now empty, and I am hungry...hmmm...there is no milk....it is impossible to cook anything that we have w/out milk. Hmm...we have salad, but it's old, but I'm starving....eat a bowl of salad, picking out the bad parts as I go along. Call a couple of other people...they are all busy...they have lives....and cars. Read the Book for a bit...realize that as if I become a nun, this is how my day would be...i could do that...yea...then play DDR for like an hour. Call jamie again...no answer...call Dustin...at a party on other side of Winston...cant come get me. Call Brian's again..he has company, and cant come to the phone...Call Jennifer...woot! a response! talk to Jennifer for a while...get a beep...it's Brian...hmmm....tell him I'll call him back in a bit...talk to Jennifer a bit more. Call Brian back...he is about to go somewhere with Eric...he had just called back to see what I wanted (could it be the fact that I told you yesterday that I wanted to do something today...and you had said we would? no...that couldn't possibly be it.....it's ok...I know, you forgot...dont worry, I'm used to it...) At this point the few peices of good lettuce that I have eaten have lost all effect, and I am starving. I get online and find a few more friends to ask if they can drive me somewhere, anywhere that has edible things, or milk. No luck. Play DDR some more, it takes my mind off of things, including hunger. Get tired, so sit and listen to music, scribble some lyrics that come into my head, they aren't great, and they want actually be a song until I give them to Brian so that he can give me some tune to set them to, which wont be for like atleast a year...grr. Go for a walk...come back, see a movie is about to come on that I want to watch, remember that Paw-Paw wanted to see it, but he doesn't have this channel, grab a tape, and record "Finding Neverland" as I watch it...cry (only partially b/c of the movie)...Stop the tape...play DDR some more...family comes home...show Josh how to play DDR...(so cute)...retire to computer to check out some school stuff and to work on some pictures...finish w/that...decide to blog...tah-dah...that is my day...my worthless day...
ok, I think I am going to go to bed now...I am tired, and I am developing a headache...I told Brian that I would call him in the morning, but I dont know if I will, simply because I will probrobly disturb him because he will most likely forget that he asked me to call...but I dont know....til later...
Beaucoup D'Amour,
DeAnna
In ten days I will have been on this earth for 18 years, and in that 18 years, the only effect that I can see that I have made on this world is all inside of my family. Even there it is not much. This year I thought that perhaps more than three nonrelatives would be at my B-day party, but I doubt that. I've come to the conclusion that there are many more important things to do than attend my birthday outing-thing...it's not that people dislike me...just that they are indifferent to me...nobody ever says "I wish DeAnna was here." It it just sort of disheartening to know that in 18 years I have managed to make an impact on nobody's life...but oh well. I can deal with it...it is what I am good at...
Music of the Moment: Jewel - Foolish Games
Today my entire family went swimming...except me of course....nah, I'm still quite cooked from my last Bolton experience. The fact that I wasn't going, of course, upset my Dad. Of course he asked me what I intended on doing instead, and I told him I wasn't sure...but that there were a couple of things that I was thinking of...and it turned in to a big aggrevated lecture-esque sort of discussion. In which the words "do what you want, try not to get pregnant!" were angrily uttered. He said later that he didn't mean it...but you dont say things like that unless you are actually thinking them...you just may not mean for the words to come out...but yea...that was my morning. Just after my Dad chilled out some, i called Brian's...not home...left a message. Call Jamie...no answer...leave a message. The house is now empty, and I am hungry...hmmm...there is no milk....it is impossible to cook anything that we have w/out milk. Hmm...we have salad, but it's old, but I'm starving....eat a bowl of salad, picking out the bad parts as I go along. Call a couple of other people...they are all busy...they have lives....and cars. Read the Book for a bit...realize that as if I become a nun, this is how my day would be...i could do that...yea...then play DDR for like an hour. Call jamie again...no answer...call Dustin...at a party on other side of Winston...cant come get me. Call Brian's again..he has company, and cant come to the phone...Call Jennifer...woot! a response! talk to Jennifer for a while...get a beep...it's Brian...hmmm....tell him I'll call him back in a bit...talk to Jennifer a bit more. Call Brian back...he is about to go somewhere with Eric...he had just called back to see what I wanted (could it be the fact that I told you yesterday that I wanted to do something today...and you had said we would? no...that couldn't possibly be it.....it's ok...I know, you forgot...dont worry, I'm used to it...) At this point the few peices of good lettuce that I have eaten have lost all effect, and I am starving. I get online and find a few more friends to ask if they can drive me somewhere, anywhere that has edible things, or milk. No luck. Play DDR some more, it takes my mind off of things, including hunger. Get tired, so sit and listen to music, scribble some lyrics that come into my head, they aren't great, and they want actually be a song until I give them to Brian so that he can give me some tune to set them to, which wont be for like atleast a year...grr. Go for a walk...come back, see a movie is about to come on that I want to watch, remember that Paw-Paw wanted to see it, but he doesn't have this channel, grab a tape, and record "Finding Neverland" as I watch it...cry (only partially b/c of the movie)...Stop the tape...play DDR some more...family comes home...show Josh how to play DDR...(so cute)...retire to computer to check out some school stuff and to work on some pictures...finish w/that...decide to blog...tah-dah...that is my day...my worthless day...
ok, I think I am going to go to bed now...I am tired, and I am developing a headache...I told Brian that I would call him in the morning, but I dont know if I will, simply because I will probrobly disturb him because he will most likely forget that he asked me to call...but I dont know....til later...
Beaucoup D'Amour,
DeAnna
In ten days I will have been on this earth for 18 years, and in that 18 years, the only effect that I can see that I have made on this world is all inside of my family. Even there it is not much. This year I thought that perhaps more than three nonrelatives would be at my B-day party, but I doubt that. I've come to the conclusion that there are many more important things to do than attend my birthday outing-thing...it's not that people dislike me...just that they are indifferent to me...nobody ever says "I wish DeAnna was here." It it just sort of disheartening to know that in 18 years I have managed to make an impact on nobody's life...but oh well. I can deal with it...it is what I am good at...
# posted by DeAnna : 11:57 PM
