Sunday, August 17, 2003

This title has got to be the most bizarre title I have come up with yet, although I didn't really come up with it - its a random line from the book I'm reading. So I'm not completely insane. Really.

I can tell I'm going to have a tough time sleeping tonight. And, consequently, a tough time waking up tomorrow morning. Good thing classes don't start until 7.

I think now it's finally hit me. I've finally realized that I really am going to become a part of Cheremshyna and soon. I'm nervous, of course - but they wouldn't have accepted me if they thought I couldn't do it, right? I write about this dancing-thing far too much, don't I? Hah - that's Hailey for ya. Dance-obsessed. It's all good.

I'm going shopping for school clothes this coming week. That's kind of nerve-wracking, but to me everything is nerve-wracking.

My hips are sore.

So is my head. But I've taken way too many motrin for my own good today. I think I just need to stop looking at the computer screen. Maybe sleep. But we've already established the fact that sleep just isn't going to happen.

This entry is really random. Probably because I've run out of important things to say and am now just filling this blog with crap. Lots of crap.

"I was an anchovy, floating on a cloud, and a bird flew by. The bird was laughing, laughing, laughing. It was flying toward the mountain.I wanted to say "Watch out, Watch out!", but I was not a talking anchovy. And then I slipped through a hole in the cloud and fell down, down, down. I never landed."
-Sharon Creech "Domenica Santolina Doone", Bloomability.





Hailey spazzed at 11:27:00 p.m.

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