March 02, 2002 :: 3:21 p.m.
my frame is here but the mind is... gone
Ho hum. Went with my mom and Mason to take Adam (brother) to work. Sort of depressing. He asked me about college and inquired as to whether I actually want to go to Lebanon Valley, to which I replied: "I guess." Because I don't really know. I suppose if Adam (boyfriend) weren�t there I wouldn't have applied. But he is. And a school is a school is a school; so long as it gets me out of my house, it'll do. If I don't like it I can always transfer.
Had to sit on the floor in the back of the van because my dad has all the seats out. Got very carsick. Saw goats and cows and pretty horses. Made me remember being a little girl and begging for riding lessons, which I never got for one reason or another. Before my parents got together, my dad and his ex-wife owned horses. Then the whole drug thing happened and that went down the tubes. There was this beautiful white horse running through a field today, on our way home. It was gorgeous. My mom offered to get me riding lessons for my birthday when she saw how nostalgic and transfixed I was, but I declined, as I'm not too fat and would break the poor beast. No. I don't know why I turned her down. I guess I just feel like that stage is over and I can't go back, as much as I'd love to. It would be too weird.
Bored. Was supposed to go see and make fun of the Britney Spears movie this afternoon with Amanda, but alas, she's got lots of studying to do. Perhaps later. Or perhaps not at all. More than likely I'll end up sitting around the house all day, either reading or amusing myself online. I'm giving Borders until Monday to call me back; after that, I'm going to get all stalker-like on them and call incessantly, asking about the state of my application. Because I want to work there. And I will, or there will be hell to pay.
Maybe I'll go get Rufus (the cat, not the man) and bring him over. You know, let him get a feel for the place before he actually starts living here. He'd be good company, at least. Being bitten and scratched by a cute furry thing is better than being bored and alone.
I'm grouchy right now. Can you tell? I think you can tell.
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