So… today I decided I was going to finally do this. After seeing Jenn’s, I love how confidential this one is. It’s so private and personal. No one will know about this blog unless I tell them. It’s better than livejournal by far.
Spazzy died today. I’m terribly upset. He was supposed to last until I wasn’t home to be here when he died. I love that fish so dearly… And that’s saying something when it comes from someone who has a phobia of fish. But he was my fish, and that meant he wasn’t frightening. it didn’t hurt that he was kinda… retarded. There’s only so much that can be said about a fish whose brains were cooked b/c the water in the tank was too hot.
I’m really tired of people asking me how it feels to be graduated. I have never in my life felt such a drastic change because of some event in my life. So I graduated from high school… what am I supposed to feel like? Am I supposed to like gain the ability to fly and read minds now that I’m not in high school? Cuz if so… I’m broken and need to be repaired. I have not experienced any sensation. It just feels like summer. I’ll still be going to school in the fall, just larger and costing more. No major difference…
And yesterday, with mom reprimanding me about the Jehovah’s Witnesses and how I need to be careful about who I open the door for. Since… Everyone is out to kill me… right. I’m a frickin’ big girl! I know how to deal with answering my goddamned fucking front door for strangers! ugh…
Jason needs to realize he is not wanted around here anymore. ‘Nough said.
I’ve set it upon myself to read the first six Harry Potter books again before the 7th comes out on the 21st. btw, I’m still really pissed about two major HP release dates happening in the month of July and NEITHER being on the 31st, the day that any self-respecting Harry Potter fan knows is the title character’s birthday. ugh.
Being an English major, I sure do write in run-on sentences a lot… Oh well. I speak in them too. Whatever.
Peggy Pennock is so amazing. She’s buying me The Alchemist as a grad gift. I’m so excited. That’s on my To Read list after the HP series.
Speaking of teachers calling me… I really wonder what Murley wanted. I’d call her… but I’m going to see her on Saturday at my “party” (it totally feels nothing like a party now)
I’m crazy hungry. but I don’t want to eat.
I need to make my bed and clean my closet. And the living room. And maybe the kitchen. The side of the stove is nasty. So is the top of it. And Josh claims he cleaned the kitchen…
I want frickin’ Olga’s, man… Oh well.
