Today was doubleplusgood. Usually Monday means excessive tiredness, unwillingness to be social in any way, and altogether disagreement. this monday=not so.
I went and saw Love's Labours Lost at my school for the second time, only this time, I went on a date. I like dates. A lot. So much fun. Then...I had a late night chamber choir rehearsal. Not the most fun thing in the world, but nevertheless necessary, and it's always fun to be with your friends. And to top it all off, I stopped at my friend's house afterward and watched my very first bit of Olympic Games this winter. THANK you, C. Thank you. I forgot how much I love watching couple's figure skating. And then we chatted for an hour.
And tomorrow, I compete in the District Poetry Out Loud competition!! I took first in my school, and I'm movin' up. It's kinda sorta nervous-making.
Today...was tired. It didn't want to wake up. It lazily flopped out of bed, absent-mindedly got ready, and named itself Thursday. As Today Thursday went on its way, Today Wednesday left. Today Tuesday was already long gone, and Today Monday even longer gone. Today Friday was snoozing, dreaming of movies, popcorn, and late night escapades. Today Thursday dozed in its early morning, perked up in its late, waltzed through its afternoon, and relaxed in its evening. Soon, Today Friday will take over; about 1 1/2 hours. But a few moments are still Today Thursday's.
50 days is a lot of days. Please let spring come soon.
YesterdayI baked a cake and watched Julie and Julia...twice.
I also decorated a huge plate of cookies. Today I'm cleaning the whole kitchen.
I got out to my car after school today and realized that I pretty much had my jaw clenched all day long...I think I might be too used to being stressed out.
My English test was almost condescendingly easy.
I took my vitamins this morning, which rarely happens, so I thought I'd blog about it. Interesting, right?!
The play that I dropped outof is opening tonight; Our Town. I'm going to mutual. ...wait. A play is opening tonight? Shouldn't that mean I'm really concerned with call times and costumes and make-up? Nope. I'm NOT. It's fantastically liberating.
I love making Valentines. I only need a thousand more!
Today Mama J finally told me how much money I still need to pay for New York. She seems to think that $1,000,000,000,000,000,000,000.75 is reasonable. No problem, right? (Of course, I exaggerate, just a bit...)
Do you ever have one of those weeks? When everything...kinda crumbles for a few days? And you just don't want to DEAL WITH IT anymore? Yeah...I sorta had one'a those. Except...less dramatic. It was one of those weeks, except in a good way. Which doesn't make sense, does it? But it's true.
Why is this blog post entitled "the best feeling"?Because today, Sunday, was good. (And yesterday, too...I went to a dance. Woot!) Today I decorated cookies. It was so much FUN. Can I just say how excited I am to cook everyday? To make dinner for a family? Those thoughts kept swimming into my head while I frosted and piped icing onto the cookies, finishing them off with a little flourish of sparkling sugar. Mm, delicious. I love having that feeling of accomplishment after I've made something special, be it a batch of cookies, lunch for my little brother, a thank-you card, a hair accessory, a sewing project, or a scrapbook page. It's just the best feeling.