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cerulean_skyThe Good: Everything with my mother resolved itself. Which is nice. Apparently, the Sky did good. She showed that she was a mature adult.
The Bad: I have four days to get a massive list of chores done. Some of them aren't so bad, really. Like... watering the garden. That's not so bad. Packing up my room? Now that's bad.
The Good: I'm going to Pennsylvania! I get to visit with lots of people! Yay! ( I knew this would happen. Or at least, I was 99.9% sure it would. My dad was pretending that he might not let me go. But he's been in way too good of a mood lately not to let me go. )
The Bad: I have this massive list of chorse to complete before I go. Bleh.
The Good: Chocolate makes me happy!
The Bad: It's hot in my room...
Also, muchos thanks to Airiviel, who made Sky's layout all pretty. Loveses to you, Airiviel!
I think... in terms of packing up my room... that there are some things here that I can pack away and not look at them until I graduate college. I could probably do that with most of my manga and my books. There are also many things in this cram-packed little room of mine that I could get rid of. I might as well start thinking about college now anyway. Am I really going to need 15 different photo albums that my grandmother made? No, I don't think so. What about the board games that I never play? Nah. This is all good to think about. I like thinking about it.
This afternoon, before I sent the email to my mother, I hid my journal. I didn't want her to come in and destroy my room and find it. ( Oh yes, something very similar to that has indeed happened. ) So I hid my journal, sent the email, and then fled the house. Turns out I had nothing to worry about. But still. Paranoid much? -_-;;
I think there was something else I wanted to type here... I hate having CRS.
The Bad: I have four days to get a massive list of chores done. Some of them aren't so bad, really. Like... watering the garden. That's not so bad. Packing up my room? Now that's bad.
The Good: I'm going to Pennsylvania! I get to visit with lots of people! Yay! ( I knew this would happen. Or at least, I was 99.9% sure it would. My dad was pretending that he might not let me go. But he's been in way too good of a mood lately not to let me go. )
The Bad: I have this massive list of chorse to complete before I go. Bleh.
The Good: Chocolate makes me happy!
The Bad: It's hot in my room...
Also, muchos thanks to Airiviel, who made Sky's layout all pretty. Loveses to you, Airiviel!
I think... in terms of packing up my room... that there are some things here that I can pack away and not look at them until I graduate college. I could probably do that with most of my manga and my books. There are also many things in this cram-packed little room of mine that I could get rid of. I might as well start thinking about college now anyway. Am I really going to need 15 different photo albums that my grandmother made? No, I don't think so. What about the board games that I never play? Nah. This is all good to think about. I like thinking about it.
This afternoon, before I sent the email to my mother, I hid my journal. I didn't want her to come in and destroy my room and find it. ( Oh yes, something very similar to that has indeed happened. ) So I hid my journal, sent the email, and then fled the house. Turns out I had nothing to worry about. But still. Paranoid much? -_-;;
I think there was something else I wanted to type here... I hate having CRS.
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on 2005-07-31 10:04 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-07-31 10:12 am (UTC)no subject
on 2005-07-31 05:52 pm (UTC)Will you have internet access the entire time you're outside of NY?
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on 2005-07-31 07:25 pm (UTC)