1.01.2006
6.19.2005
Musings
I want to write, to read, to express.
I want to take my brain out, put it on a pallet and after di[[ing my brush in some water, paint a beautiful picture of brain.
My dad says I need to get some exercise inorder to get the endorphins going to my brain.
Funny how schools don't support this theory. But then there's gym class. Gym teachers are a joke. Or I guess it should be called physial education. I think that the human race can handle its own physical education don't you? They've been doing it for illions of years.
Come on and safari with me.
3.10.2005
3.09.2005
Oof
I forgot what working with directors is like. Sometimes you just have to swallow your pride. But boy was it a long practice today. Hence, the title: Oof.
" Wutch you talkin' bout everyone. "
3.08.2005
Beheld
I'm sick. I'm recovering.
I can't think of many nouns that start with J.
But I can think of a person I know. Her name is Josie.
If there's one thing I've learned from knowing Josie it's that one shouldn't worry about what other people feel about him or her or how someone else will react to what one does. Sometimes I think she doesn't realize that she's on the receiving end of this philosophy more often than most. :)
I feel ever so happy that she visited my blog. Ever so happy.
3.06.2005
Sycamores and other trees.
I'm coming down with something. I'm dizzy and my thraot hurts. But I received a haircut today and amm looking quite studly.
Oh boy am I getting into this college basketball thing. So many upsets! What fun.