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This is just my journal. Sometimes it's a place to rant, sometimes it's a place to just talk about how things are going for me.

Saturday, March 25, 2006

It's break time... finally

So wonderful.
SO WONDERFUL!
I rearranged my room, and I love it a lot. And I got laundry done, and some sleep, and some running, and stuff. And loud music and feeling generally happy. I made lotsa hats. I'm having fun. I'm making one right now that is super super nifty. I like it.
I got lotsa papercuts and scrapes moving though. Like everything that I could have dropped, I did. Oh wells. I just wish I had some bandaids. I used mine all up LAST week with all my klutzing out. Watch, i'll cut myself on my guitar today - which I need to return because they sent me a damaged one. But I have no idea how to ship that back or how much it'll cost. The damage is probably mostly cosmetic, but since all my guitar-player friends go "What the hell happened here!" or "FUCK THAT YOU'RE SENDING THAT BACK!" I guess I'll listen to them haha.
And I dropped my pretty camera my parents got me for my birthday back at the beginning of the term :( so I finally just ordered a new camera. Not the same one, because I couldn't find the same one. But I think I'll really like this one.
Ok, so I'm pretty much exhausted for no reason. Probably just catching up from the term. I don't really have much to say. Spring break is dedicated to my comfort, interest, and convenience. I'm planning to hop the bus up to portland in the next two days, go to the mall for a while, then ride to Hillsboro. Hang with the fam a while, but leave before I become a nuiscance to them or myself haha.
Anywho, I'm gonna nap and crochet and soak up every single moment of my relaxation and solitude.
Elizabeth; I hope you had a great break. Call me some time ok?
Laterz guys.

1 Comments:

  • At 7:12 PM , Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Elysia!! I did have a great break, although it was disgustingly Elysialess. My plan was to call you once I got home and had hours to talk... however I left my cell phone in the Arizona airport (is anyone surprised and.... HOLY FUCK I just realized I could have fucking called you from my home phone. GOD! Either college has warped my brain or the lack of that brain thing is just emerging with time... shit. I'll call you when they send me the phone! love you girl

     

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