Posted by Marie on
May 3, 2005
Why am I awake?
I didn’t have English today, and yet I was out of bed by 8 anyway. I have no clue why, especially since my next class isn’t until 11. 
Today is the last Tuesday of the school year (not counting next Tuesday’s final) and I am so glad. I’ll be even happier after tomorrow, since that is when I have to do my French roleplay. I have the greatest lines, by the way, such as “J’aime Scott quand il est soûl” and “J’aime cette chanson!”. The thing about school that is pissing me off is textbook buybacks. $300 worth of books, and I’ll get $26 in return. Non-profit my ass.
The weekend of May 14th I’m going to California with my dad. It is not a trip of pleasure. His godmother, Pat Hayes, is dying. She’s been sick for as long as I can remember, but doctors have now given her a year to live. 
On one hand I’m looking forward to seeing family, but on the other hand, I’m not a fan of being around death. It’s hard to explain. I’m not really scared of death, since I feel it’s a natural way of life. We all need to die at some point so more humans can be born. But I am scared of dying. I don’t like the idea of dying slowly or in pain. I’d rather it happen quickly. So I suppose I am scared of death, just not the final act. I’m not afraid of the afterlife, and if there isn’t one, then I’ll never have to be afraid. 
Posted by Marie on
September 21, 2004
Do you know her?
Skin the color of earth, eyes that match the forest. Hair as black as oil, smile as pure as snow. Do you know her name?
Posted by Marie on
September 7, 2004
Pain
Blah, I don’t know if I’ll make it to tonight’s ASP meeting. But next week for sure! I just hate meeting at Starbucks. Never get a seat. Smell of coffee. Besides, I have homework due tomorrow that I never started. eeeee
Parents are a pain. That’s really all I want to say about that.
Well, it appears I am now the dorm’s computer expert. All because Devon said so! Yeah…thanks, hehe. But I don’t mind so much. A lot the questions they ask are simple and I can help them, so…
Gah, I need to track down Cheyenne…I miss her. ;-; See? I’m crying. Ok, not really. But I do miss her.
*hums* Well, it’s weird. Last week I was in a major bad mood, but now I’m almost happy. I think it’s my Lulu avatar. How can you deny her cuteness?! *ahem* If I didn’t have this damn canker sore I probably would be happy. Or if I didn’t have Christain stalkers again. Why do they allows follow me around?
