Sunday, December 12, 2004

Hillbilly Washtub Bass--it's not Italian, but it's the real thing!

For some reason, the strong winds are making me feel anxious. Wind makes me feel like something is coming and I'm not ready for it. I just fell asleep on the couch for two hours, despite the loud noises made by the rest of my family. I am so tired.

Lauren and her presents are out of control!!!

My wrist still really hurts a lot. Somebody make it better.

Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhh......I just have to bust it out this week and remind myself of how break is so close.

It's strange for me to feel wanted.

4-H recognition night (day) made me feel kind of sad because of how young I was when I started it and how old I am now. I got this cute notepad for leadership and I'm actually going to use it.

I'm sorry if I have been rather detached lately... sometimes even I don't know where my mind wanders to.

I love all of you.

WE WILL SURVIVE

hey hey!

Wednesday, December 08, 2004

Sometimes..

Sometimes when I'm listening to music, it is loud enough for me to drown my thoughts in.

Sometimes when I'm alone, I sing really loud.

Sometimes I pick up the phone, just to hear the dial tone.

Sometimes I write letters that I never send.

Sometimes Olga takes me over.

Sometimes I like drinking out of this one glass at my house...

Sometimes I really don't like talking about religion.

Sometimes I like to see how much I can get away with.

Sometimes I never want to let go.


Wednesday, December 01, 2004

My life will always have dirty dishes.
If this sink can become a place of contemplation,
let me learn constancy here.
--Gunilla Norris