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  • I’m going!

    In the Denver airport at this moment, heading to Pittsburgh! SMBI, here I come!

  • SMBI, tomorrow?

    Last night, around midnight. Me: Man, you know how I was gonna apply to go to SMBI second term and then didn’t after all, cause I was so sick? I wish now I would have. It would have worked so perfectly. I’m done with my schoolwork and Annie and don’t have anything to do. Dad:…

  • Moving Back to Oregon

    I cannot imagine how someone could even begin to keep track of my life. I keep moving here and there and everywhere. Now what? After all my sojourning, it looks like I’ll be moving back to Oregon. I don’t understand why I’m hanging on to Colorado so bad. I have 18-year roots in Oregon, and…

  • Hillary knows how to write a letter

    My cousin Hiillary and I don’t really text each other or keep up on facebook or even email, but sometimes we write letters to each other. And I have to say, Hillary knows how to write a letter. There it was, in the mailbox. A bright green envalope with white paper doilies glued to it,…

  • I am done!!

    Done with my schoolwork. Almost done with Annie. Maybe even done with Colorado. I finished up my schoolwork yesterday. Do you hear me? It is DONE. Not everything is scored so my diploma is not yet in hand, but it is done. Tonight is the last time I’m working backstage at Annie. Then Sunday is the…

  • Creepy things and Boredom

    I don’t want to even imagine what Barney-vampier-zombies would be like. And yesterday was the most horrible Annie practice EVER. It was scene one, and the orphans were doing their “it’s the hard knock life” dance over and over and over and over. I have no clue what was wrong with it. But we were…

  • The Tragic Story of the Stage Left Three

    Annie has been the most exciting thing in my life for the past while (except for the whole falling off a bunk bed thing) but I always seem to be too tired to post about it. Sorry. I will now proceed to tell you the tragic story of the Stage Left Three. Me, Michael, and…

  • Plastic pears make cakes fall apart

    Yesterday I made a strawberry pie, a bonnie butter cake, and started on an apron. When I told mom this she said, “What’s next? You’re getting married?” Ha ha ha. I also bought a pheasant-under-glass. I don’t really know what they’re actually called. They look like this. There was this song we used to sing…

  • Nearing the Port

    I GOT MY RESEARCH PAPER DONE TODAY!!!!!!!! Finally finally finally I am actually getting close to getting my high school work done. It is an amazing feeling. I now have to do once pace of economics and finish up various books and reports on books that comprise my Christian Literature and then I’ll be done.…

  • My tooth is gone, and where do I belong?

    Well my tooth is gone. Pulled. There is a gap in my grin. Relatively unnoticeable, but still there. And I am extremely paranoid that I am going to suck out the blood clot accidentally. When the tooth was out of my head the dentist and his assistant stood there exclaiming at the size of my root canals. Apparently I have abnormally small…