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mmm....nostalgia
Aug. 14th, 2006 10:05 pmhmm..... *sighs* long day today. gonna have a long day tomorrow. last day tomorrow, too. *sighs* i feel.... (and wow, now i'm thinking of barbossa.... okay...) well, i feel kinda mellow/blank/listless, for some reason. mmm......
went to mcneil this morning, to drop don off for his first day. walked around a bit, said hi to teachers, took one last look at the place. i have good memories there. walking down the hall from the c-wing by the library made me think of going to lunch in the memorial garden. i laughed when i saw kregel's door; the paint has turned all blue from exposure. said hi to terry, and his new fish. (no more turtles!) said hi to ms. davis, got some hugs, almost cried, and remembered late nights in the arch lab working on the jennings house, and visiting bri during class. left right as the bell was ringing and had this urge to rush off to some class.... it was nice. well, until i found the very nasty and vulgar note someone had left under my wipers about what a horrible parking job i'd done. which, i'll admit, was horrible, but i don't think the note required just that amount of vulgarity. *eyeroll* plus it implied i was a muscle-bound jock with more blood in places lower than my brain than elsewhere. oh, high school. ^/___^
on the way to the bank this morning, my dad says 'i want you to buy a new clutch'. ...my response: 'why? my truck is running fine, i don't need it.' so he explains that, no, this is the kind of clutch normal girls have, the one that's made of leather and you put your checkbook in. silly me. *grins* i'm just not quite right..... hehehe.... (the clutch i was thinking of is the one in cars, which you depress to shift gears with, and is especially used in standards aka 'sticks', which i drive.)
woke up to ( this song. )
so, yes, much to do tomorrow, but i feel all... blase (hm. that didn't work, on account of not being able to put the little accent-thingee in. oh well.) i think listless is a good word for me right now, actually. listless. yeah. ..........
went to mcneil this morning, to drop don off for his first day. walked around a bit, said hi to teachers, took one last look at the place. i have good memories there. walking down the hall from the c-wing by the library made me think of going to lunch in the memorial garden. i laughed when i saw kregel's door; the paint has turned all blue from exposure. said hi to terry, and his new fish. (no more turtles!) said hi to ms. davis, got some hugs, almost cried, and remembered late nights in the arch lab working on the jennings house, and visiting bri during class. left right as the bell was ringing and had this urge to rush off to some class.... it was nice. well, until i found the very nasty and vulgar note someone had left under my wipers about what a horrible parking job i'd done. which, i'll admit, was horrible, but i don't think the note required just that amount of vulgarity. *eyeroll* plus it implied i was a muscle-bound jock with more blood in places lower than my brain than elsewhere. oh, high school. ^/___^
on the way to the bank this morning, my dad says 'i want you to buy a new clutch'. ...my response: 'why? my truck is running fine, i don't need it.' so he explains that, no, this is the kind of clutch normal girls have, the one that's made of leather and you put your checkbook in. silly me. *grins* i'm just not quite right..... hehehe.... (the clutch i was thinking of is the one in cars, which you depress to shift gears with, and is especially used in standards aka 'sticks', which i drive.)
woke up to ( this song. )
so, yes, much to do tomorrow, but i feel all... blase (hm. that didn't work, on account of not being able to put the little accent-thingee in. oh well.) i think listless is a good word for me right now, actually. listless. yeah. ..........
