I got this thing set up a week or so ago, but haven't had much time to mess around with it so far. Sometime, I'm going to fire up FrontPage and give this site a decent look.
Anyway, right now I'm in Healthful Living, 5th period on Friday afternoon. Supposed to be doing research on rabies, but it's getting old. Heck, the project's not due until next Wednesday anyway.
Fifteen years old, going on sixteen whether I want to be or not.. I'm writing here mainly for myself, but also for those who have enough of me in themselves to appreciate it. I don't want to keep a journal on paper, but I know I'll love to look back, remember what mattered to me. I'm already starting to feel just a little bit old... I'm not sure this rainy weather is helping with that, either.
Just over an hour of school left, then the weekend starts. I'm going to see The Emperor's Club with some friends after school, and then spending the night and all of Saturday at my best friend's house. My parents are off in DC or something for their anniversary.
Spend two days with friends, then a little solitude. Just about perfect. Definitely perfect, if it should be warmer and I at the beach.
The teacher almost caught me typing this. Good thing I've still got one window on the Center for Disease Control site, and another on Google (always safe). Also a good thing that I'm quick with hitting alt-tab.
I haven't had any real worries for a while. Sleep, wake up, go to school, eat lunch, more school, go home, play UT2k3, some homework if I feel like it or actually need to do it... dinner. Yum. Oh yeah, and friends managing to insinuate themselves into all of those (not that I mind), except for possibly the ones involving sleeping and the ceasing thereof.
... Yeesh, talk about gratuitous usage of the word "thereof."
There're some train tracks near school, and a train went by a moment ago, sounding its horn. A train's horn really has a wonderful sound. Sometimes, late at night, a train will go by near my house (there're some train tracks a half-mile or so from my house), and on foggy nights the sound is magical.
A few days ago, or last week, or something, there was a terrific, short storm. Rained like hell for a bit, then stopped. Afterwards, it was humid and warm. It felt like spring that day... not that I'm depressed or anything (I'm really not, I'm quite happy), but some springtime would be awfully nice.
posted on Friday, February 28, 2003
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