Burnt Fingers

Waves in the sand laps over my feet, time and time again. Watching it is soothing, I just want to stand here forever looking over the ocean, watching the waves. I lie down in the sand instead and close my eyes, imagining he’s lying there beside me.
I had another dream last night, full of trains, adventures and dinosaurs but now it’s all so hazy and broken. Dreams bug me sometimes, when I can’t remember all the details but sometimes its nice to wake up just knowing you’ve dreamed about someone and close your eyes again to savour the lingering feeling.

So heres my summer challenge: how many days can I go without yelling at my parents or storming out of the house to avoid yelling at my parents

current record: 7 days

NorthPonit

After being turned down a few times on skiing proposals, I took matters into my own hands and found the bay area ski bus. They take a  tour bus all the way up to Tahoe to deposit skiers who do not want to, or cannot, drive. Seemed like a good deal to me, except for getting to walnut creak at 5 in the morning, but we must make sacrifices for bits of fun. Everything was good till I got to the slopes where it was raining. Yup, raining up in Tahoe. Icy, windy, piercing cold. The bad kind if you don’t bring super waterproof cloths. Silly me, when they told me it might be a bit warm up there I packed lighter. So I got soaked. Through all layers of “waterproof” clothing. Added to that the snow was crunchy so it was hard to make turns so I found myself a road hazard more often than usual. Needless to say, not my best ski trip. Still, got some practice in so definitely not all bad.

It has been so long sense I’ve written here, but I had the sudden urge to change my layout.To make it bluer. Yes, I sat down at my desk and wanted to make my blog more blue…
Now this is not completely as  random as you might think. After a long, but relaxing, day of gaming and mini painting, I though I would turn in for the night. My bed apparently had different plans however as I found it lacking the necessary sheets and blankets. It was then I remembered that early that afternoon I had decided it was time to wash my bed spread. Foolish of me, really. So here I am messing with my blog and typing away  for another….2 min while I await my clean, dry sheets. See? its all very logical.

Also, on an even happier note, finals (or rather midterms) are finaly over! That means I can think of something other than school and getting into college, seeing as that is also finished. Or rather the college part is out of my hands. Farewell stress…..(I wish)

school

So school started again. I’m stressed and all out of wack from not sleeping much. Ug, I feel like a potato that got run over by a car then scoped off the ground and thrown agenst the wall for fun. I’m not even posting a picture. It would be of some zombie dressed up in a Japanese school uniform. Styner finaly fixed the air conditioning in his room though. Thats all I got to report. I’ll go to bed and stare at the ceiling till I fall asleep. Did’t happen last night. I’ll give sleep another chance though. See if we get along today.

Work

So I got called into work the other morning. To work. At 8. When I was sleeping. When I got there know what I had to do? Sort CDs. That’s right music CDs. Why you might ask? Because some one who quit left their CDs on their desk but other people though they theirs so most of them were missing and I had to track them all down. Weird but defiantly more fun then filing so whacha gonna do?

I’ve been taking public transport more and more recently and every time I go on a bus, I see someone I know. Every time. Its kinda cool.