yesterday's sorrow is today's happiness
2001-03-07 @ 9:50 p.m.

My online is being a bitch again. Everytime I go to connect, it will connect, but then it won't do anything. I can't use it again, and it's so very aggravating. I think on top of that, my computer has crashed about twenty five times today. I don't know what's wrong with it. Stupid bastard thing. I swear, it gives me more grief than anything else in my life. Maybe I should take up reading books instead of always going online. Books can't disconnect you; books don't give you grief. For crying out loud, all I wanted to do was to check my mail. Can a girl do anything around here to get some service?

I guess I really do have to go back to school tomorrow. I have all of my clothes out for tomorrow, as well as my bag of gym clothes, my backpack packed, and everything all ready. Well, you can get prepared when you have enough time to. I even painted my nails. I actually did them yesterday, but I didn't like the way that they came out, so I just took all of the paint off and did them over today. They look much better, I think. I have light blue polish with sparkly tips. Very nice. I miss all of my mp3s that I had to delete a lot. I always loved listening to all of them when I got bored and while I was doing work. I guess it's okay though. I took out my cd that cool cool Dave made me a while ago, and put that in to listen to. Ahhh...music...I am saved. I don't have winamp yet either, so I have to listen to them on stupid microsoft media player, or whatever the crap it is. It doesn't even have a playlist. I miss my computer...I want it back to the way it used to be! Well, my dad said that he is going to look into getting more memory for the computer and making it faster. Then he is going to get a cd burner so that we can store stuff on cds, such as our music. I thought that it was a good idea, don't you?

I am going to have to go to sleep soon if I want to wake up at the time I need to. I have been getting up around ten o'clock each morning, which is going to throw me off schedule. On the thirteenth of the month, it will be exactly one month until I go to Spain.

Ciao.

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