I'm having a hard time reading The Red Badge of Courage. My mind loves to wander. I've been playing My Spanish Coach (don't ask) for inordinate amounts of time instead. Oh, right. I finished Fahrenheit 451 a week or so ago. Ray Bradbury is a genius.
I can't get my passport any time in the next month because I'd need my dad's signature and he's in Maryland. I'm thinking of taking up the glockenspiel again. I've been playing tennis for at least an hour every night when I'm not making money babysitting. Thank you for apologizing, you-know-who-you-are, and by the way, we should hang out sometime. I want to see Toy Story 3 and Shutter Island. Now imagine if they combined those two movies. Toy Island 3? Shutter Story? Online clothes shopping is turning into a hobby of mine. This is not good for my bank account. I need to save, save, save for Scotland.
I can't believe I start school in less than a month. As if it's any consolation, we go back on a cool date. 8/9/10. That first day, when I have to wake up at 6:00 in the morning, is going to be brutal. Staying up late and sleeping in has become my lifestyle, unhealthy though it may be.
I want an extension of summer.