Saturday, August 27, 2005
Mostly I like birthday cake and castles
Tomorrow starts the next wave of crazy dance practises. Four days in a row. It wouldn't be so bad if I could come home in between, but I can't, and because of that I'm really dreading the next four days. I'm stocking up on books, and planning on burying myself in them. Otherwise, I'll go nuts.
I really don't like being away from home like this.
I've come up with a list of novels that I want to read before the end of the year. Mostly of the classic, semi-intelligent variety. I don't know why. I just felt like it. I always feel like I need to read more smart-people books and less teenybopper garbage, and I think setting a goal like this is the only way I'll accomplish that. So, there.
I'm dreading tomorrow. Somewhere in my deranged head, I think that the longer I stay up, the longer it'll be before tomorrow gets here. But the truth is, the longer I stay up, the more tired I'll be tomorrow, and the more miserable the day will be because of it. Gross.
I don't know what else to say. It's really hot in my house. I really want to cut my hair. It's icky. And I have a headache.
Goodnighttttttt.
Hailey spazzed at 10:56:00 p.m.
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