Tuesday, 12:05 p.m.   Telephones Nothing gets me down worse than a telephone that rings every half hour. No one ever calls me, and if they did I wouldn't know what to say. Answering it is bad enough, carrying on a conversation would be out of the question. I wish I knew where I was going with this. I'm just a sad little emo girl this week it appears. blame PMS? or Moving? All of a sudden, it's real. Now, even in my dreams I can't get away from it. My dad studies Rugby and we got new credit cards that don't have the American Flag so we're not waving our american-ness across the world. Safety precautions and all that. I mean, I'm even slowly gathering up photographs from my room that I'l take with me, because that's about the most major memorial of here that I'll bother to take. And my three cameras; the manual, the digital, and the camcorder. We're leaving for a year and then coming back, and I'm alotted about one suitcase, and there will be souvenirs and such from there that I'll want to take back of course, so I might only want to fill it a little bit full. And there are plenty of things that would be nice to take but just not practical. My favorite game,for instance, Apples to Apples. No one there would have as much fun with it because it's mostly American Actors and the American Connotations of words. I'm not sure. I'll probably leave it here.I'll leave behind my box of action figures too. And most of my stuffed animals. My artwork. My portland memorabilia. car keys. I don't know. I'll probably have to empty out my purse, too, and not take my lovely pocket knife and two lighters. I'll not even bother taking much make up, it's not like I wear much anyway, and it's not even allowed at the school I'm going to. So I have.... -My box of pictures -My three cameras -About two weeks worth of clothes or less if I can get away with it; I've never been a stylish person obsessed with never wearing the same outfit twice or the same pants more than once in a week. -Some toiletries to last me while we're in Fiji and while we're still living in hotels trying to find a house -CDs -CD/Mp3 player with headphones -Some books -Address book, I guess -Swim Gear -Purse Um. Maybe there will be other stuff, but I can't really think of any. I should call daddy and make him put 35 dollars into my savings account and 14 into checking or something. because of he owes me allowance. And one of these days I ought to fix my two favorite pairs of pants so I can take them. They qualify as both summer and winter wear. I only have one pair of shorts anyway. Well two if you count the zip off jean things. Anyway. It's scary. I hate answering the phone.