Listening to: Some beat boppy techno thing
Feeling: hungry
Sunday, 6:29 p.m.
 . Welcome to The Future.
I might join a band, and write lyrics and sing. Sound cool? I might not, though, because I might not sing well enough, and they might not want a girl who's leaving in less than a year.
it would be fun though, and then I could go to my list of things to do before I die and strike "join a band" out.
I went to a flea market type thing today, a lot like a county fair. Goes on like every Sunday afternoon, and I found some pretty awesome things, so I think I'll go shopping there. Caleb and I might go to the Army Surplus store some time and look around there, but i don't know.
Isn't he sick of me yet?
poor him.
we've hung out 11 out of 16 holiday days.
Someday
Someday I'll see you
An elusive distance
Separating me from you
A stretch of land
Of water, of time
But someday we'll bridge it
Someday I'll see you.
I've thought about moving here when im done schooling. there would be a lot of advantages, such as seeing family maybe once every five years. Oh yeah, and living in this most awesome place. But yeah. the no family thing could be really good.
Did you know 'bop' is a really good sound effect? And 'pop,' but it's used in different context, so 'Bop' is just an excellent word. Yay for onomotopoeia (I think i almost spelled that correctly)! Bop!
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9:31 p.m.
I was looking at entry 100, striking out the two things on the list that I've done. And i looked at some of my other entries and noticed that I had between 11 and 15 hits on them. It's like people have gone back and read all my entries.
it makes me feel special.
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10:15 p.m.
Oh my goodness gracious me.
I had a short conversation about sex in romance novels with me mum and dad. I have the weirdest parents. Well at least they're .. funny? I don't know.
My dad's looking through mum's romance novel trying to find the sex and i said "read hunter's moon, it's got a good sex scene. Or i don't know. it had a sex scene anyway, I don't really have anythign to compare it to." and my mum laughed at me, and my dad told me he'd read it and tell me if it was good or not.
I really really really really (times 1,000,000) hope he doesn't.
Click is a good onomatapaeic word.