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Events in the order that they occured (probably) :
Woke up, hopped online, got bored, left, got dressed, came back, left, cleaned, came back, played Trickster, left, came back, played FF7, talked to my big brother (not of blood realtion xwx;), played FF7 more, left, played Elebits, greeted father as he came home, talked with the family, came back and surfed the web more, watched a new anime called Princess Princess, danced, sang, looked up lyrics, added Sandstorm to my playlist. Ah, I'm hot now. -Opens window-
So I didn't do anything to get any homework done. Shoot. Oh well. =~= I'm good at cramming work in. Gotta call Sarah tomorrow and tell her I'm done with biology, and that I hope it's okay. Gotta get my teacher's e-mail, too. Tomorrow I gotta take pictures of myself though. And then get them developed the same day. -Sets alarm for 7:30 AM, for serious.- Maybe daddy will drive me over to the photo developing place thing. I hope he knows how to develop digital photos. My nana let me borrow her camera. I also have about 4 rolls of film that nobody will develop for me. -Sigh.-
My friend called me today and wanted to know if I'd come over to her house tonight. It surprised me. I've never really been invited like that to a friend's house. Except for Makayla. But she was awesome. <3 Anyways, I couldn't, but I'm making plans to next week as long as I'm not swamped with stuff to do like I am now. (Ha!)
Jamie might go if I go as well. It could be fun. Maybe.
-Tired.- Very sleepy all of a sudden. Makayla hasn't called me back. She was going to go meet a guy she met online that lives closeby with her friend and her boyfriend. I hope everything went okay and it didn't turn out to be like one of those lifetime movies that goes: Girl falls in love fast online. Girl agrees to meet guy. Guy turns out to be some old man and kidnaps her. Girl found dead.
Those movies never really taught me anything, I guess. It's not that I don't care, but more that I'm too trusting. I don't really feel that the people that pass my by on the street are any threat, but I don't kno anything about them really. Still, I'm not quick to judge, "Oh that guy is bad news." This could be both bad and good, right? Too bad people see more bad things than good things.
You know what's been bothering me? My left middle finger's scar. I keep seeing it again and again and it's been... well, on my mind. Not that anyting traumatic happened; it's just been catching my eye a lot lately. It looks like an ocarina. (Yes, like from the zelda game. D;) I got it when I was small, and I was running through the trees in some overgrown place near my god-mother's boyfriend's apartment where she lived. I was playing hide-and-seek with my godsister, Shelby. I ran past a tree, I think, and it just took out a small portion of that finger. And it bled quite a bit. At least that's how I remember it. -Pokes at it.-
-Frowns.-
-Wonder how scars occur and why this one doesn't go away like others.-
-Wonders if other people see it and what they think about it.-
-Wonders about why she's wondering these things.-
Now that I look at it, I do have a lot of scars. Just little ones, and most of them being from my sister clawing me. I wonder if the small one below my neck/collar bone is still visible. (Sparkler burn.) I don't go to look at it much. My cousin told me it looked like a key when it was still more or less "fresh". -Sighs.-
Well I'm done. -Goes to surf the internet more.-
 bittersweet93 · Sun Feb 10, 2008 @ 04:48am · 0 Comments |
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