We Like Ike?

i'm not sure how i feel about this "Hurricane Ike"

while i'm excited about not having school and stuff, i'd rather be at school with my friends then stuck at home with my family for three days. my dad has already told me i'm not allowed to go ANYWHERE at all this weekend. so that means all five of us cooped up in this tiny little house fighting for 72 hours straight. woooonderful. at least i can play piano alot to escape. i'm going to print out alot of sheet music online so i can work on that alot. i just have to figure out what to print. i've started working on let it be by the beatles. it's pretty easy. and also, i'll probably finish jon's anniversary gift. i'm really excited about it. i can't wait to give it to him. AND i'll be able to practice bassoon (assuming that my cold will disappear by tomorrow. haha. it's REALLY hard to play bassoon when you're congested. gross.) and i guess i'll work on calculus homework and catch up on some Bible reading and clean my room and all that jazz. hopefully ike turns out like rita. but as of right now, it looks as if it's going to be the exact opposite of it. the news just said we'll be pretty much directly hit. gayyyy.

on a different note, i'm changing my PALs song. i was going to do super trooper and just kind of talk about sophomore year. but during PALs today i decided i wanted to do something more specific and use a song that would actually relate to a memory. so i'm going to do The Girl by City and Colour and talk about Jon and when we went on vacation and i knew that things were going to work out for me and him while he's at OU. and i will probably start crying while talking about it. but hey, what better way to connect with my class then crying, since i never cry in front of people.

i miss jon alot. and i'm really jealous of like marie and ian and kyle because they get to see him this weekend and i can't even go anywhere. i wish i could evacuate to oklahoma.

i can't wait to go to college. i am definitely NOT going to LSU. not after all this stupid hurricane crap. i never want to live somewhere that has to deal with this stuff ever again.

Update

My Eighteenth Birthday: 69 days

PROM: 232 days

Graduation: 268 days

"Homecoming": 16 days