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Three new developments.
Jan. 27th, 2007 01:19 am My friend Natalie asked me if I wanted to go with her to a Bible chat during our break at school...and I said yes. Because, well, I didn't really know how to say no. The way she asked it sounded more like "Would you go to keep me company?", not "Would you go so we can spread the word of Jesus?" so it might be okay. I warned her that I'm not the religious type. She said it's run by a leader at her church who's about our age. I don't really know what I've gotten myself into here...
I've lost my contacts. They were in the contact case, which was on my bedside table but it's gone missing. I thought maybe a cat jumped up there and knocked it down, but the case is no where to be found. There must be a black hole under my bed that sucked it up.
The Internet recently taught me the term "fucksocks" and since then I've been mentally shouting it when frustrated. It's mostly been during piano class when I keep hitting the wrong notes. It's just been mental shouting so far, but someday I'll slip and shout it out loud. T'will be a fun LJ entry that day.
I've lost my contacts. They were in the contact case, which was on my bedside table but it's gone missing. I thought maybe a cat jumped up there and knocked it down, but the case is no where to be found. There must be a black hole under my bed that sucked it up.
The Internet recently taught me the term "fucksocks" and since then I've been mentally shouting it when frustrated. It's mostly been during piano class when I keep hitting the wrong notes. It's just been mental shouting so far, but someday I'll slip and shout it out loud. T'will be a fun LJ entry that day.
