Thinkin'

It's my last whole day of high school. That thought scares me... a lot. I don't know why. I'm excited to learn in college and maybe make a few friends, but I'm afraid that life will just get worse. It could, you know? And I'm so horribly sad about having to leave Embree. I'm afraid that it's going to kill me (over-dramatic?). Don't get me wrong, I'm SO happy that I got him, because he's now my best friend. I don't feel so friendless because of him. But, gosh, I'm going to miss him so much. Who knows, college might be a blast, but, then again, it might be awful. From what people have told me, it's awesome. I guess I'll have to see for myself. One thing that will dampen my spirit toward the whole thing is that I cannot bring Embree along.

He's going to the vet today... I have school so I can't bring him, but he'll be alright with my dad.

Prom

I know I've already blogged about prom. I'm just confused. It seems a bit odd to me that BOTH the king and queen ballots were ties. (Yeah, that's what the claim is.) There weren't THAT many people at prom. And gosh, that would be one hell of a coincidence.

I didn't think that people were going to get so angry about it. Apparently prom royalty is damn serious. Personally, I don't really care that much - sure, it's cool and all that I was voted prom queen (nice to know that people like me enough to vote for me). But, if I had known that people would get so pissy about it, then maybe they should've just given them the crowns. Well, now that I'm thinking about it... maybe that's why they didn't win. They weren't gracious enough? Oh, who gives a crap!

My arms got really tan at the softball game. I just thought I'd let all of you know.

Embree was insane last night. I think I got an hour of sleep...

taco salad

Prom was fun. It was Saturday night. I had to work on Sunday. Embree didn't sleep much last night (therefore, I didn't either). Today I feel like I got run over by a truck. I didn't get run over by anything, unless it was insomnia. Insomnia is not a truck, but it squishes my brain capacity like it has eighteen wheels. The title of this blog has absolutely nothing to do with the subject matter of this post. Yawn. That is all I've got though. So, it'll have to do. Peace.

Sleep

Good golly my collie is energized. He knows that his home is my home and is now like a small tornado whipping through the house. He jumps and barks and rolls around... and doesn't sleep well. I kicked him last night, not hard, but I felt bad. So, I pulled him up to the pillow and cuddled him. He felt better after that - so did I. He wakes me up at 6:10 every morning. Which is a fine time to wake up. Normally (pre-puppy) I wake up at 6:30 so, with the time it takes to take him out and play with him and feed him in the morning, 6:10 is about right. (Yawn). I miss him today. I hope my dad keeps a good eye on the little guy.

Bob Marley

So, a few days ago Bob Marley (the comedian) came to the High School. I went to see him. He was pretty funny, but, I will admit, I had better things to do. He made fun of a couple kids in the front row. I don't want to talk about him anymore...

I played piano this morning... and ended up being late for school. I may have figured out a melody for my lyrics. I may change the lyrics though. I don't know if the song fits the melody. It is beautiful though. Hopefully I can remember it until I can write it down. =]

Puppy

So, I promised I'd post photos of Embree. Gosh, he is a good dog! He sleeps with me, in my bed. This morning he woke me up at 1 AM wanting me to pick his stuffed orange turtle up off the floor. We call him (the turtle) Mr. Turtle. When I picked Mr. Turtle up, Embree curled up beside me and nibbled on Mr. Turtle's legs. He's a good puppy. Here's a photo of him...

cute huh?

Tomorrow

Today is an early release day. Tomorrow there is a doubleheader against vinalhaven, and then Embree can come home. Tomorrow night there's a coffeehouse whiere I'll be performing. It will be fun. I'm excited about tomorrow.