Looking back at my senior year, and I'm realizing there's a lot of things I should have said. Now that everyone is gone, I don't have that chance anymore. I feel like I missed telling someone something that could have changed how things turned out. Maybe I would have been happier if I had; maybe they wouldn't be so far away... I wish I could go back and say what I wanted to when it would have made a difference, but in the same breath I worry about how much of a difference it would have made- it could have made things better, or utterly ruined our friendship.
And then there's a part of me that's asking me what the heck I'm thinking, since it's most likely they would never accept it. It's telling me to get a good look at myself, then asking me who in their right mind would accept those words coming from someone like me. Telling me that I was better off not saying anything, and that I was only avoiding disappointment.
But there's still that little piece of me gently tugging, saying, "But what if he had said 'Yes'?..."
Sunday, February 25, 2007
Friday, February 16, 2007
Quick! Someone find the rewind button!
In order of occurance...
Despite having Vista, KITTY is an immense help. Makes work much easier. Although some of the games are rather odd... One of them consitutes lining up three or more little balls of fuzz with eyes so they can explode in a burst of fuzz, while their eyes swiftly float into a bottle. This is the scariest game I have ever seen. Although when you let the mouse pointer hover over one for a length of time without moving, they get angry eyes, then squeak and push the mouse off. Utterly adorable, but still kinda scary.
Family reunion! Woohooo! I leave tomorrow (well, technically today...) but I'm not sure when, though. Going with an aunt. And there's no classes on Monday due to President's Day, so I get an extra-long weekend! Yaaaaay! Which is a very good thing, considering at this rate I'm driving 60 mph on a one-way road to Burnout City.
Oh crud; I still need to pack...!
*sigh* I just can't win. I have nothing turned in for Digital Video, because I physically can't; something's always screwing up. Software won't work; file converter won't accept my file; D2L just won't let me upload my story board... Ugh. It's a wonder he hasn't given up on me...
That's pretty much it. Now I must go pack.
Despite having Vista, KITTY is an immense help. Makes work much easier. Although some of the games are rather odd... One of them consitutes lining up three or more little balls of fuzz with eyes so they can explode in a burst of fuzz, while their eyes swiftly float into a bottle. This is the scariest game I have ever seen. Although when you let the mouse pointer hover over one for a length of time without moving, they get angry eyes, then squeak and push the mouse off. Utterly adorable, but still kinda scary.
Family reunion! Woohooo! I leave tomorrow (well, technically today...) but I'm not sure when, though. Going with an aunt. And there's no classes on Monday due to President's Day, so I get an extra-long weekend! Yaaaaay! Which is a very good thing, considering at this rate I'm driving 60 mph on a one-way road to Burnout City.
Oh crud; I still need to pack...!
*sigh* I just can't win. I have nothing turned in for Digital Video, because I physically can't; something's always screwing up. Software won't work; file converter won't accept my file; D2L just won't let me upload my story board... Ugh. It's a wonder he hasn't given up on me...
That's pretty much it. Now I must go pack.
Friday, February 02, 2007
"These boots are made for walkin'...
... And that's just what they'll do! One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you!"
Got new boots. They go almost up to my knees. They make me feel tall. ^^
Changed my mind. Laptop will be named KITTY instead.
As for the bad news, Blogger FORCED me to get a Google account. Jerks.
Got new boots. They go almost up to my knees. They make me feel tall. ^^
Changed my mind. Laptop will be named KITTY instead.
As for the bad news, Blogger FORCED me to get a Google account. Jerks.
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