||[Sep. 28th, 2005|07:42 pm]
I am a liar.
I'm going to Italy next summer.|
I'm also going to Australia, New Zealand, and Fiji.
That's right. Fucking FIJI.
And we're going to an island on the coast of Rhode Island to hopefully find a place for our third house.
Our second house is going to be finished by Christmas.
I feel like everything is completely and entirely in place.
(With my friends and with my life and even, for the first time in my life, with my future.)
I got an 87% on my near-impossible Honors Chem test.
I love my Honors Chem teacher, even though she can't teach that well in front of the class, she knows what she's talking about, and after Tori and I came by in 9th period to see if she graded our tests she got them out and graded them so that we could have them back when we had the class 10th period.
I have an Honors Math Analysis test, a Spanish quiz, a Chemistry quiz, and my first Luzenski five paragraph theme due date tomorrow.
This five paragraph theme is one of the best I've ever written.
I like all my classes a lot.
This is going to be a good weekend.
I'm going to be Junior class co-president, with Kelsey Fisher.
She's also going to play rugby with me. I really like having her around.
I'm doing set painting for my graduation project.
I'm going to either Yale or UPenn.
I think I could easily get into UPenn, but I'm going to have to bust my ass to ever have a chance at Yale.
I hope I didn't already screw it up.
I don't think I did.
I have physical therapy tomorrow.
My first basketball workout is Monday.
I've been running/jogging three miles a day lately.
I feel healthy.
Every day for breakfast I have a Danon light&fit smoothie and 1/2C of granola.
Every day for lunch I have an apple cinnamon NutraGrain bar.
When I come home from school I have a banana.
I eat whatever my mom makes for dinner.
Except today I had peanut butter and jelly for dinner because she's in San Jose and my dad took my brother to football.
I like it that way.
Eating basically the same thing every day, I mean.
Tomorrow is the last day of school for the week.
I'm going to sleep as soon as I come home.
It's going to be a good weekend.
Tomorrow I'm going to tell my mom I think that she, Emily, and I should go to London for a weekend sometime this school year.
I think she'll agree.
I really like that idea.