11.29.2004
i used to do a little
but a little wasn't doin
so the little got more and more
i just keep tryin to get a little better
said a little better than before
moms hosting a belly dancing class
oh boy
now both of my parents are offically insane
father: obsessed with alfred hitchcock and howard huges
mother: hostess of a belly dancing class for other mid 30 year olds
what? what is this? i hope its not genetic.
somebody STOP ME. <
ok so im reading this fabbbbulus book that be lent me to read earlier today. its soo very good. its called This Lullaby. *smile* tis very very cool. and theres this guy in it who at the beginning is like.. a major wierdo cuz he goes up to her and says liek "we're soul mates" or something just like.. randomly in this car dealership and they havent even ever met in their LIFE before. haah. its really funny, i was sitting there at the dinenr table tonight, and just started CRACKING UP and i got wierd looks from everyone else. its definetally one of those "laugh out loud and hope no one saw you do it" kind of funyn books. haha.... THANKS BE! i really like it. i wonder if "This Lullaby" is really a song. i dono. i'll have to look it up.
today was the first day of trraaaaackkkk! we changed, stretched, did some leg warm ups, ran down school street then around the hart house and then back to the school by kimbal ave and high street. it was prettyyy tough. like.. majorly tough. and its only the first day. ay i yi ay yi. but the coach seems wiiiicked nice, and i got to work on doing hurtles this yeaaar! a wicked nice girl helped me and kerry and liv and a few other people out when it came to warming up for the hurtles. i wish i knew her name. but anyway, she was nice, so, it was a pleasent experience, not too like.. strict or anything like that. and yeah.. soo.. that went well cept for the point where i almost threw up after running. niiiice.
i have to pace myself.
badly.
i wannnnnnaaa write more poems. but i have stupid homework and i'm way to stressed out to write, and i'm stressed out cuz my homeworks not done. but theres no way josay im gonna do my homework cuz first i have to start it, and when i start it, i have to finish it, but in order to finsih it i have to do it, which i don't want to do. mreh. nice huh? how everything.. connects.
i wanna do some sit ups too. yah, thats what i'll go do.
rocket queen
so the little got more and more
i just keep tryin to get a little better
said a little better than before
moms hosting a belly dancing class
oh boy
now both of my parents are offically insane
father: obsessed with alfred hitchcock and howard huges
mother: hostess of a belly dancing class for other mid 30 year olds
what? what is this? i hope its not genetic.
somebody STOP ME. <
ok so im reading this fabbbbulus book that be lent me to read earlier today. its soo very good. its called This Lullaby. *smile* tis very very cool. and theres this guy in it who at the beginning is like.. a major wierdo cuz he goes up to her and says liek "we're soul mates" or something just like.. randomly in this car dealership and they havent even ever met in their LIFE before. haah. its really funny, i was sitting there at the dinenr table tonight, and just started CRACKING UP and i got wierd looks from everyone else. its definetally one of those "laugh out loud and hope no one saw you do it" kind of funyn books. haha.... THANKS BE! i really like it. i wonder if "This Lullaby" is really a song. i dono. i'll have to look it up.
today was the first day of trraaaaackkkk! we changed, stretched, did some leg warm ups, ran down school street then around the hart house and then back to the school by kimbal ave and high street. it was prettyyy tough. like.. majorly tough. and its only the first day. ay i yi ay yi. but the coach seems wiiiicked nice, and i got to work on doing hurtles this yeaaar! a wicked nice girl helped me and kerry and liv and a few other people out when it came to warming up for the hurtles. i wish i knew her name. but anyway, she was nice, so, it was a pleasent experience, not too like.. strict or anything like that. and yeah.. soo.. that went well cept for the point where i almost threw up after running. niiiice.
i have to pace myself.
badly.
i wannnnnnaaa write more poems. but i have stupid homework and i'm way to stressed out to write, and i'm stressed out cuz my homeworks not done. but theres no way josay im gonna do my homework cuz first i have to start it, and when i start it, i have to finish it, but in order to finsih it i have to do it, which i don't want to do. mreh. nice huh? how everything.. connects.
i wanna do some sit ups too. yah, thats what i'll go do.
rocket queen
I see you standin
on your own
It's such a lonely place for you to be
If you need a shoulder
Or if you need a friend
I'll be here standing
Until the bitter end
No one needs the sorrow
No one needs the pain
I hate to see you
Walking out there
Out in the rain
So don't chastise me
Or think I mean you harm
Don't ever leave me
Say you'll always be there
All I ever wanted
Was for you
To know that
well, i must be off like the AC when a car overheats
// posted by RACH @ 6:52 PM 
