Sunday. 2.21.10 7:47 pm
My dad left his BMW at home and took of for Baltimore, of some place like that (he travels a lot).
Guess who gets to drive it while he's gone. Mind you, this thing has a sunroof, a navigation system, Sirius radio, heated seats, a BUTTON THAT TURNS ON THE CAR, and a bunch of other wicked crap that I would never pay extra for in a car that gets me from point A to point B.
But, while he's gone...
Man, it's nice to drive a swank automobile like this one.
Not much happening except a bunch of work. Short update, doodeedoodahdee I'm singing you a sooonglalalalaaaaaaa!
And now I'm not.
Wednesday. 2.17.10 9:52 pm
You know what made my day feel really okay?
I was laying on the love seat in my family room with my dog laying practically right on me (she likes attention [understatement]), the sun was setting, and the lights were all off. Everything was very warm and comfortable, and for the moment I felt no stress.
Just for a minute or two, it looked and felt exactly like eight o' clock on a summer night.
It's really nice to have moments like that, after a long, stress-filled, winter day.
Tuesday. 2.16.10 6:35 pm
It's like that compulsion I had, after breaking up with a guy, to keep him with me, but there was never any interest here and everything is topsy turvy because I never chose...I never would have chosen...I never did choose. I could italicize this sentence. I could bold it. I could underline it. I could type it in caps. Regardless.
I dreamt, the other night, that someone raped me. The dream didn't go into great detail, there. It more so went into detail afterward, when I walked outside and there were news crews everywhere, hoarding me with questions. I don't get it. That's such a morbid thing to do in such a circumstance.
But regardless. I walked past and asked for the most-watched news station, and found a newscaster who fit my needs. She asked me a question and, microphone in hand, I ignored her. I looked straight into the camera. I said, "I picked this news station because it's most popular. Chances are, you're watching, somewhere. I want you to know that you did not break me."
I woke up.
I think that, even in real life, I would say it.
Wednesday. 2.3.10 7:11 pm
Okay, so there are two colleges I want, and now I'm leaning towards the other.
Before the campus visit, it was all good. I had made my choice. Jovial stuff. But NOW...
Do you know what they do at Columbia? They give you a full ride if you have a 1300 or higher on the SAT (just the two scores). I have a 1260, and I'm taking it one more time in March (this time with a full night's sleep). With luck...I could forget about college fees and coming out of my undergrad flat broke. I could really concentrate on saving up money for law school! THAT IS FANTASTIC!
ALSO! they have this thing that they do in the junior year for people with a political science major. They let them take internships in D.C.
Holy cow. I could work for the Pentagon.
Or, they let the students work in the South Carolina state house.
How cool is that. Seriously. Seriously.
And, the final part that made my jaw drop and the happiness go WHEEWHEEWHEEWHEEWHEE:
They have a literary magazine.
I'm spinning, trying to figure out which I want more...but I already sort of know.
You know I know.
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