Just a stargazer

I have learned that I can’t believe everything my mother tells me, but this one could maybe be true. Today I brought my guinea pig home so my dad could watch her while I’m in Puerto Rico next week. Mom took a look at Nala (my guinea pig) and said, “Do you know what Jesus and the disciples ate at the Last Supper?”
“Bread and wine?” I say.
“Actually,” Mom replies, “Guinea pigs were considered a delicacy in that area, so Jesus probably ate guinea pig at the last supper.”

Gross!
(I mean, I’m sure they taste good and everything, but really, who would want to eat cute little Nala?)

when you’ve only got a hundred years to live.” -Five for Fighting

25 doesn’t seem so old if I was going to live to 100. I think it would suck to live that long. Man! 75 more years of back pain sounds like a really crap deal to me.

Only 3 days til Puerto Rico! I’ve got to get packing!!!!

when you’ve only got a hundred years to live.” -Five for Fighting

25 doesn’t seem so old if I was going to live to 100. I think it would suck to live that long. Man! 75 more years of back pain sounds like a really crap deal to me.

Only 3 days til Puerto Rico! I’ve got to get packing!!!!

“25 years of my life and still
trying to get up that great big hill of hope
for a destination.”
-4 Non Blondes

Happy birthday to me on May 28!

“25 years of my life and still
trying to get up that great big hill of hope
for a destination.”
-4 Non Blondes

Happy birthday to me on May 28!

I saw the movie “Mean Girls,” and I really liked it. I would definitely not mind renting it after it comes out on video. It was really funny. But even though the girls were mean… really mean… they were also very attractive–the kind of girls who grow up to be beautiful.

I forget where I heard this, but girls who look good seem to fall into one of four classes:
Cute
Pretty
Sexy
Beautiful
You know the difference, even if you haven’t thought of it before. As much as I might like to be “beautiful,” I think I fall squarely into the “pretty” category, unless you catch me on prom day or wedding day, and you already missed prom day.

I can try to be beautiful on the inside then, and that’s better than being a mean girl any day.

My favorite cartoon character is the Zoloft dude… that little white bubble of a personality that goes from sad to happy in a thirty second commercial spot.

I wish real life was more like that.

Maybe real life is not happiness in a pill, but in the empathy I feel for the Zoloft dude when he feels sad or scared. And he’s just so adorable!

maybe cause it’s only half worth telling.” -Nickelback

Mike bought me the new Nickelback CD, which i quite like. I’ve got it in the CD player of my new car right now. I bought a Nissan Sentra. I have some misgivings about it. I’m pretty sure that’s not the way you are supposed to feel when you buy a car. I just wish I hadn’t felt so pressured. I wish I had it to do over again.

It’s hard to say what else I would do over again. I don’t know if I’d choose to have gone to Catholic school. I had opportunities I wouldn’t have had because I went to public school, like being a diver and a debater. I think I would have joined the band. I would have at least fit in if I were in the band.

But I’ll just leave it there, at half of what I want to tell. I’m certain it’s really only half worth telling.

maybe cause it’s only half worth telling.” -Nickelback

Mike bought me the new Nickelback CD, which i quite like. I’ve got it in the CD player of my new car right now. I bought a Nissan Sentra. I have some misgivings about it. I’m pretty sure that’s not the way you are supposed to feel when you buy a car. I just wish I hadn’t felt so pressured. I wish I had it to do over again.

It’s hard to say what else I would do over again. I don’t know if I’d choose to have gone to Catholic school. I had opportunities I wouldn’t have had because I went to public school, like being a diver and a debater. I think I would have joined the band. I would have at least fit in if I were in the band.

But I’ll just leave it there, at half of what I want to tell. I’m certain it’s really only half worth telling.

Hiya! I guess I have no reason to be lonely. I keep myself very busy. I’m feelin the love… thanks for the comments.

I’m resigning myself to buy this Nissan Sentra. I just need A car. I am getting used to this “city driving” thing. I hate stoplights. Everything is closer, but it takes almost as long to get anywhere cause of the stupid stoplights.

I like my new place. It is not like Manchester, where no cars are going down my street in the middle of the night, waking me up and things. My room is too bright in the morning. I was used to it in Kirksville, but I’ve been living in a cave of a pink room in Manchester. My guinea pig misses my dad.