Entry One-Hundred Forty-Eight

My Dog Smells Funky

 

I just made an amazing but well known discovery. My dog accumulates massive smelly badness. That of course is the opposite of smelly goodness, which is good smelling. But indeed, my sweet Lady Doorknob is the stink. (I even give her frequent bathes . . . stupid cute smelly dog.)

I took my Vocab test in English today, the one that I've been putting off for a few weeks because both me and the professor have been forgetting about it. Funny stuff. I also became aware that there's a trig test tomorrow, and a good chunk of Spanish homework due on Wednesday. Golly gee, lucky me.

I ran four miles today. I'm starting to feel the pain in my hamstring and knee increasing, so I'm going to keep a close eye on it and make sure that a serious problem does not develop.

My friend Sara gave me a dragon sticker in English today, it was sweet of her to think of me. Jenna said she didn't call me back because she went to some festival in Santa Rosa. Like I care why . . ., just that she didn't . . . (She doesn't have English with me, but I was thinking about it at the moment) - I gave Cristy a hug and a kiss on the cheek for her thoughtful personality, and for giving us that sympathy card. God she's a sweetheart, it still means so much.

I read the two English short stories, despite my lack of will to do so. I'm going to have trouble writing that paragraph on their importance, mainly because I don't see their importance in the same light that perhaps the knowledgeable professor does. Mr. Sumner is a great guy - and I say that with no sarcasm, but I believe that the current course of affairs, being the two essays in a row and the two short stories on top of it, along with my Spanish, Trig, Chemistry, and Track after school - it's just a bit overwhelming.

I'm listening to rap music for the first time in ages. I can't say I like the lyrics, as a matter of fact I think they're "crap". However, I like the beats and the rhythm of the music. It's difficult to separate the lyrics from the music after doing a report on lyrics though.

I didn't get pinched until the last period of the day. Some moron didn't notice that I was wearing a bright green watch and shirt. Today's Saint Patti's day.

My Mom's in the city, but we talked for about 30 minutes on the internet. It was really cool to talk to her for so long. I felt like we kind of opened up, because we were talking on a territory that I'm comfortable and familiar with.

I've got a Home Run Pie with my name on it, and it's calling me. I'm going to ask my Dad if he wants one too. It's pretty late right now, and I want to get some early shut-eye tonight. I ran roughly 4 miles today, I felt very accomplished.

Take care everyone - live the good life.

P.S. I talked to my mom about some of the things I'd like to do with my life. It was pretty cool . . . I told her about my desire for adolescent psychology and all that, and she said it would be a challenge, because the human kind is amazing. I told her that's what attracted me to it, and we both had a good moment.

 

 

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