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Jun. 3rd, 2003 08:54 pmDay two down, eight more to go. Not cool. I wish this was over right now. Today wasn't so bad, though. During roll call I heard a name, "Ashley Quiver". I was like, "Hmm... that sounds familiar..." So then I remembered. She used to go to school with me at Sunset Point when I was like, 7. Finally I "screwed myself up" (as dear ol' Sam would say) and talked to her. I don't think she had anyone to talk to as well. We hung out for the remainder of the time and talked about people that used to go to school with us.
As far as the driving goes, I think I did pretty well for it only being technically my third time driving. First we did backing up and driving forward in a line which was quite simple. Then we did a figure 8 sort of thing which was... okay. I still have to get used to judging the distance of the car and the lines and cones. 'Tis very hard to do, yes. After lunch we went in and took an open book 100 question quiz/test thing. Blah. Then after that we watched yet another video on death DEATH DEATH. Jeez. That's all they do. Show videos of gory, bloody, mangled bodies which I particularly don't care to see. I am now scared to death (no pun intended) of going out into the road and driving. That's all they're doing. Scaring me. And tomorrow, woo hoo, we might get to go out on the roads. Fantastic. I won't be able to loosen up at all.
There's this guy there... his name is Joshua. I'm not sure what "label" he'd be under... not really punk and not really goth. In between maybe. He wears black stockings (yes, stockings), baggy shorts, has one earring, and his hair is a slight tint of magenta. He's very good looking. I don't care for punk or goth guys, I really don't. Even if he'd take all that away he'd still be good. Well, he's a loner and I haven't noticed him talking to anyone else. But he's... very cute and Haley says I should talk to him. Okay. That is something I do not do. Never before have I stepped out of my comfort levels and talked to someone I don't know when I don't have to, especially a boy. I don't know... I can't tell if it's my imagination or not but I think he glances at me. I have no idea. You have to be careful with those type of people... one minute they might spontaneously bite your head off or something. Maybe... maybe maybe during next week I'll talk to him... or something.
Charlotte showed me this Marvel Comic site. Tres very very cool. I now know very much about many of the X-Men. Archangel (I think that's his name... darn me for forgetting)... wow. Oh dear God, if he was in the movie I think I'd die. He is very very cool. And Nightcrawler... ah! He'll still always be one of my main favorites. What I found totally wicked is that Mystique claimed to be his mother! Whoa! Ahh, yay, X-Men. *Sighs happily*
I know, I keep on rambling, but a few more things. I realized something today when I was with Mom in the car. We were listening to "Bring me to life" by Evanescense and I really like that song. But whenever I think about the teeny population liking it, it totally turns me off. My music is... very very personal to me. My music just isn't for listening; it's for connecting with my emotions, thoughts, feelings, past, memories and wants. And most people are like, "OMG i love this song! its grate!" Um, no. I don't want to be in the same boat with people like that when it comes to music. I can't or just don't want to like certain music because of that. And I hate that. And there's another thing, too. I sometimes don't like it when people listen to my music. Once again, it's very personal to me and when other people listen to it while I'm in the room or something I get very uncomfortable. That's mostly with my techno and stuff. I just... love that stuff. There is nothing in the world that can make me feel the way I do like techno (preferrably trance). Some of it is just beautiful. It can really get my blood pumping or it can make me get into the right mood for writing, say, when things are morose or emotional. I can't get enough. I'm very eccentric sometimes.
Anyhoot, ( there be Dom under my bed! Er... no... here! )
And yes, I still hate getting up at 6:15 in the morning. Blah.
As far as the driving goes, I think I did pretty well for it only being technically my third time driving. First we did backing up and driving forward in a line which was quite simple. Then we did a figure 8 sort of thing which was... okay. I still have to get used to judging the distance of the car and the lines and cones. 'Tis very hard to do, yes. After lunch we went in and took an open book 100 question quiz/test thing. Blah. Then after that we watched yet another video on death DEATH DEATH. Jeez. That's all they do. Show videos of gory, bloody, mangled bodies which I particularly don't care to see. I am now scared to death (no pun intended) of going out into the road and driving. That's all they're doing. Scaring me. And tomorrow, woo hoo, we might get to go out on the roads. Fantastic. I won't be able to loosen up at all.
There's this guy there... his name is Joshua. I'm not sure what "label" he'd be under... not really punk and not really goth. In between maybe. He wears black stockings (yes, stockings), baggy shorts, has one earring, and his hair is a slight tint of magenta. He's very good looking. I don't care for punk or goth guys, I really don't. Even if he'd take all that away he'd still be good. Well, he's a loner and I haven't noticed him talking to anyone else. But he's... very cute and Haley says I should talk to him. Okay. That is something I do not do. Never before have I stepped out of my comfort levels and talked to someone I don't know when I don't have to, especially a boy. I don't know... I can't tell if it's my imagination or not but I think he glances at me. I have no idea. You have to be careful with those type of people... one minute they might spontaneously bite your head off or something. Maybe... maybe maybe during next week I'll talk to him... or something.
Charlotte showed me this Marvel Comic site. Tres very very cool. I now know very much about many of the X-Men. Archangel (I think that's his name... darn me for forgetting)... wow. Oh dear God, if he was in the movie I think I'd die. He is very very cool. And Nightcrawler... ah! He'll still always be one of my main favorites. What I found totally wicked is that Mystique claimed to be his mother! Whoa! Ahh, yay, X-Men. *Sighs happily*
I know, I keep on rambling, but a few more things. I realized something today when I was with Mom in the car. We were listening to "Bring me to life" by Evanescense and I really like that song. But whenever I think about the teeny population liking it, it totally turns me off. My music is... very very personal to me. My music just isn't for listening; it's for connecting with my emotions, thoughts, feelings, past, memories and wants. And most people are like, "OMG i love this song! its grate!" Um, no. I don't want to be in the same boat with people like that when it comes to music. I can't or just don't want to like certain music because of that. And I hate that. And there's another thing, too. I sometimes don't like it when people listen to my music. Once again, it's very personal to me and when other people listen to it while I'm in the room or something I get very uncomfortable. That's mostly with my techno and stuff. I just... love that stuff. There is nothing in the world that can make me feel the way I do like techno (preferrably trance). Some of it is just beautiful. It can really get my blood pumping or it can make me get into the right mood for writing, say, when things are morose or emotional. I can't get enough. I'm very eccentric sometimes.
Anyhoot, ( there be Dom under my bed! Er... no... here! )
And yes, I still hate getting up at 6:15 in the morning. Blah.
