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Friday, February 25, 2005
Friday, February 18, 2005
Monday, February 14, 2005
Wednesday, February 09, 2005
I haven't mentioned it here because I thought there was a chance it might not happen.
Tomorrow my parents are going to take my dog, the dog I was given by my paternal grandparents 15 years ago(one year before the death of my Grandmother), and put him to sleep.
I'm devastated. Whenever I go home, he seems fine. Old, but fine.
I have more memories of Corduroy (named like the bear in this children's book) than I do of most people. And I know I've forgotten more events than I remember.
He was there for me through the death of my Grandmother, troubles in high school and college, and I always enjoyed coming home to see him.
Tomorrow is going to be a tough day.
Tomorrow my parents are going to take my dog, the dog I was given by my paternal grandparents 15 years ago(one year before the death of my Grandmother), and put him to sleep.
I'm devastated. Whenever I go home, he seems fine. Old, but fine.
I have more memories of Corduroy (named like the bear in this children's book) than I do of most people. And I know I've forgotten more events than I remember.
He was there for me through the death of my Grandmother, troubles in high school and college, and I always enjoyed coming home to see him.
Tomorrow is going to be a tough day.
Tuesday, February 08, 2005
Monday, February 07, 2005
There is this guy that sits on the other side of my cube that I just hate.
I've never met him.
I don't know his name.
I don't know what he looks like.
But he talks loud, and eats and chews gum with his mouth open. And clicks his mouse in a really annoying manner.
Even right now, as I write this entry.
Normally, I bring headphones so I can drone him out but today I forgot them.
And now suffer the consequences.
I've never met him.
I don't know his name.
I don't know what he looks like.
But he talks loud, and eats and chews gum with his mouth open. And clicks his mouse in a really annoying manner.
Even right now, as I write this entry.
Normally, I bring headphones so I can drone him out but today I forgot them.
And now suffer the consequences.
Friday, February 04, 2005
Another good one-
So Jealous by Tegan & Sara
I had my first creative writing class last night. It was fun. At the very least I got a packet of interesting stuff to read. The only part I didn't like was when 15 hypersonic armadillos ran through the classroom, followed by a pack of lions and wolves.
See? I'm more creative already.
Tomorrow, I've got my first composition class at the Macphail.
God, don't let me find out I'm a poseur in my 26th year. Let me swoon them with my charm and talent. THANK YOU!
So Jealous by Tegan & Sara
I had my first creative writing class last night. It was fun. At the very least I got a packet of interesting stuff to read. The only part I didn't like was when 15 hypersonic armadillos ran through the classroom, followed by a pack of lions and wolves.
See? I'm more creative already.
Tomorrow, I've got my first composition class at the Macphail.
God, don't let me find out I'm a poseur in my 26th year. Let me swoon them with my charm and talent. THANK YOU!
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