Wednesday, November 09, 2005

Ms. Lonely

"Incessant writing is a sign of a lonely soul." -AA.

Haha. I think it's true. Sad, but true.

I think I should start typing more properly for the sake of better typing skills. Hah! I dunno why, but yeah. I'm getting used to the whole "shift+letter" thingy cuz of my typing class--which is where I am at for the time being.

Yesterday, I deleted all the songs on my phone/MP3 player because I got tired of them.. Then I put a bunch of old songs on there. Not old, old, as in 1950's old, but old as in early high school/middle school/elementary old. I got songs like Usher's "Help Me" and the Backstreet Boys' "Like a Child" and Coldplay's "In My Place" and some classics my dad introduced me to like "Right Here Waiting" by Richard Marx. Good stuff.

"And I'm leaving on a jet-plane..."

Okay, so that song isn't on my phone/MP3 player, but I wanted to put it up anyway. I'm ready to leave. I'm packed, or pretty much packed (except for the little things like my toothbrush and keys and whatnots), and i'm ready to get out of Carson. Frisco, watch out.

So I figured that since i'm getting money for this trip, I'll try to spend the least amount of money ever so that I can use the leftover money for Christmas gifts. My sister said she'll help spot me money and stuff like that while I'm up there, so I guess it's a pretty good deal.

Gotta be at LAX by 6:15AM tomorrow. Chances are that I'll be there like 5:45 or something with my dad--since he knows how the whole process works. He works for TSA and he's been working at the airport for as long as I can remember; 10-11 years now? That means I should sleep early. Chances are that I'll be sleeping like at 2AM.

Insomniac. I've been sleeping like at 2AM every night/morning. I get off the computer at around midnight, and if I know I wont sleep, 12:30. Then I lay around on my bed, wanting to sleep, praying and getting distracted due to some thoughts for an hour or so. It's really bad.

Incessant writing connotes lonliness. Haha. It's truee.

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