November 27, 2001 :: 3:18 p.m.
hello, wall. nice to meet you.
listening to... cheesy commercials playing on the radio in the living room.
reading... tex and molly in the afterlife, by Richard Grant.
feeling... stupid.
I just got finished taking an "full-length simulated SAT," thanks to the CD that came with my SAT book. I did alright on the verbal, but math was really foul. I suppose part of it may have been that I took about half it while I was on the phone with Joe... he called and I couldn't pause the test or anything. Oh well. That just means I'll have to study more! *laughs* I can't wait.
I was reading movie reviews (because I enjoy reviews of any sort), and now I want to see Heavenly Creatures. I've never heard of it before, but it looks really cool. Yeah... okay, that's all I have to say about that right now. Moving on.
I was supposed to take my grandma somewhere today, but I didn't because I have to clean out my car first. Which will never happen because I'm really lazy. It's so foul, though. It really does need cleaned out. I have this tendency to just let things pile up, and now I can't even see the backseat. If I ever need to live in my car it'll be no problem at all. I've got a pillow, a blanket, at least three extra sets of clothing, a few stuffed animals, probably some food and water, and a couple board games. It'd be like one big slumber party in my car! Only not. *laughs* My car isn't very big, though. I don't really want to live in it.
Ugh. I'm talking to Adam online (regular IM chat, no video this time), and we're not even talking. I hate that. I don't know if it's just the fact that online communication sucks, or that I'm not the best conversationalist, or if he's busy with other things, or what... but it annoys me to no end. I may as well be sitting in my room, staring at the wall. It would be about the same as the conversation we're having right now, meaning of course that we aren't having any conversation at all.
I think my dad baked something. I'm going to go check that out, because now I'm in sort of a foul mood and I'd really like some chocolate. I'll write something more later, I'm sure.
-Amanda
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