In the Bleak Mid-Summer

For the record, there were neither cashews, nor juice boxes on our trip and I think certain people would have been much less grouchy had there been. Next time, it's a must, people.

It's been really hot lately. I don't like it much. Thankfully, the other day we had this incredibly wonderful storm. It was so cool and inspired my new doodling on the piano. Hopefully, this one won't get shelved.

So all these weddings coming up have me thinking about vows and music and colors. . . . . It's not good, let me tell ya. Then again, if I only have a two-to-three-month engagment like I want, I suppose it'll be good to know some details, eh? Whatever.

I found this song called The Moon Is Mine. I really like it. It's a nice little song and I can play it on the violin. Speaking of the violin, I really need some new material for that. . . . I don't ever know what to play and then I think of something and then I can play it and it's not hard enough. I need something not simple but easier than the Butterfly, 'cause I just can't seem to get that one. . . I don't think I'm going to be able to fiddle much. :(

I think when I go to college, I'm only going to write emails home. No phone calls. Well. . . . I might call Mike now and then just because I'm going to miss him so. . . . But yeah, emails. Dad always calls me sweetheart or "pumkin" (it's spelled wrong on purpose) when he writes back. . . . It makes me giggle.

People at work like me. . . Granted, I get along pretty well with most of them, but even the ones I don't like seem to like me just fine. . . . Which is slightly annoying because then they talk to you and you have to be nice. lol But oh well. Better than them hating me, I guess. . . . Maybe not. It's kinda funny when people hate me. Hehehehe.

Something that I love: Socks. *wiggles toes*

Something that I hate: When adults act like children.

^It's like "Good Idea, Bad Idea," except completely different!

I've been rereading my brother's show. It is soooooooo funny! :D I've so got to make sure I have access to them when I go away. 'Cause there are going to be days when I need to giggle endlessly and that oughta do it. I wonder if I can stay with Steff. . . . . If I could, I could just take my whole computer out there. . . . I wonder what Mom is going to do to my room when I leave. . . . *looks around anxiously* ;)