"I need contact lenses like I need a poke in the eye."
-John Hegley

Saturday nights, I feel cultured and alive, and Sunday mornings I feel like a bad word. I hate being sick. Really, this is the third our fourth this summer. I don't even get sick that much in the whole school year. Sucky sucky sucky sucks.

You know what else stinks? eating split up dinners with my seven person family. You have to leave stuff for the other people that are on the phone, or off in a different town for a moment. Whereas, in altogether dinners, you don't have to leave stuff, its a free-for-all, and if you don't get something to eat, its just because you're not fast enough. (I'm so considerate, aren't I.)
I'm just having a really bad day, and I feel like taking a Lortab, even though I hate them.

Suddenly, I'm making use of my phone, like, actually trying to figure out how it works. And you know what, leaving messages suck, cuz no one ever calls me back. Trying to get everyone together is dumb too. If they're going to make it this hard, I don't even want to see them.

Another thought: I'm trying to make Gelato. I watched Tuscan Sun last night, learned Italian real quick, and now I just need to eat their icecream and have an Italian guy say he'd like to go swimming in my eyes. On second thought, that's weird and I don't like that. But I'll keep the ice cream.

I really love my life. And little headaches aren't as bad as big ones.

I changed my mind again. I do like nature. In the right context, not even on my wall.
Well, all we really wanted to do was go climbing, but we hiked for three hours over dirtbikes paths, private neighborhoods and boulder fields, behind waterfalls, over rushing rivers, and through the woods. We never found the wall, so we went somewhere else.
But it was nice, and I liked it, and I don't even know how.

This morning I woke up late and didn't go to morning church, cuz I definately went last night. I cleaned and read my Bible, and listened to music really loud (cuz I can only do that when they leave). God saw that it was good.

everything takes so long to wait for.

I don't know what else to do, so I try to pick up a book. or paint a picture.

but dang it, why should a cheesecake take all night.

I started crying about key lime pie. I'm officially freaked.

I also realized that I REALLY miss Pinky and the Brain.

I need a scholarship.

Most of this summer (well almost three weeks) has been an experimentation of being deaf. One ear, or the other has pretty much been out of function for a long while now. I have an appreciation for deaf people now, and I'm ready to go back to normal. I find my constant "what?s" to be quite embarrassing, and consequently annoying.

This has also been my 4th experimentation of the all church camp out. I really try to like it, I mean, it is beautiful. Nature is the kind of thing that you want to be framed on your wall as you are walking towards your bathroom with working toilets, or your bedroom with a nice comfy bed...or perhaps your living room, where you sit down to watch your favorite movie. I like nature, on the other side of the window. Mostly. That's all I'm saying right now.

Am I tired of summer? I keep thinking about these picturesque snowy scenes where I take my gloves out of the glove compartment, and walk into the house to the smell of gingerbread. Maybe, I just need another few hours of sleep.