The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference.
The opposite of art is not ugliness, it's indifference.
The opposite of faith is not heresy, it's indifference.
And the opposite of life is not death, it's indifference.
(Elie Wiesel)
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*is just seeing how this works...* Welcome, welcome! I have figured out how to use this better. If you have suggestions, please post in my tagboard or leave me a comment. Emails aren't as welcome...*evil grin*
And once again, I have the annoying nervous butterflies in my stomach because flying isn't one of my favorite things...Oh that reminds me....*note to self* Find motion sickness pills....
I should be able to get online occasionally, and I will update and/or email you people if I do something extremely interesting...Which is doubtfull..Although I do get to go to this Congo Bongo (is that the right place???) place or whatever in the Wisconsin Dells to go go-carting.
*jumps for joy*
Now...Onto a more pressing matter.
ALLERGIES ARE THE WORST THING IN THE WORLD AT THE MOMENT!
Argh. I am starting to think I am sick though. Everything is getting worse...Oh well. Maybe it will be better in Wisconsin where it is ubber humid. *shrugs*
Oh..Stupidness has really set in this summer. Besides the fact that I have lost the ability to make understandable sentences when speaking, I realized that I did something really, really stupid a few weeks ago.
I don't know who I was talking to, it might have been Madeline or Taya, but I was telling whoever it was that I hadn't been able to find my Blink 182 CD or my Troy CD because I normally keep them out on my desk by the CD player...Well, I was looking in my CD case a few days ago, as I was planning on bringing my CD's over to Maddie's house, and guess what I found? My Blink 182 CD and my Troy CD...It's always in the most logical place and the place I don't even THINK to look. *sigh* I feel stupid.
Now my arm feels weird and I think I should go pack. I still need to wake up my sister so SHE can pack and then pack all my toiletries and such.
Argh.
Stupid packing.
My dog smells.
Random crap is fun to write.
I love my Troy soundtrack.
I can't spell either.
I'm peeling weirdly on my shoulders so I have come to the conclusion that I can't wear my cami's anymore *scowls*.
