|[||music|||||Bittersweet Symphony-The Verve (I listened to this song CONSTANTLY freshman year)||]|
Friday night was fairly normal, except that I saw a really shoddy ballet, and then walked out at the second one. I know that sounds really stuck up, but the San Jose Ballet Company sucks. It's like they spent most of their money on props, costuming, and sets. So much so that it overpowered everything else. However, despite the crappiness of the dancing the music really was beautiful. Phillip Glass is an amazing composer. Then Friday was the SAT-IIs. I'm sure I did fine on the History, I'm not so sure how I did on the math (pretty bad though), then Florence and I went shopping. I got another bra, because I broke one awhile ago and hadn't the chance to get a new one. But you all needed to know that. I also got this totally awesome black velvet jacket. And for once, I actually had money left over. Hmm, what should I spend it on?
Late last night I went over to Colleen's house and we just talked. About normal stuff. Which reminds me I should send out a e-mail to my young democrats club. But I really can't summon up the energy to do it. Today was bad, I woke up feeling horribly sick (and I was), I took some Sudafed, which is the equivalent of god. Unfortunately, I still sound like I'm dying. So now here we are. I don't really know what to say. Other than that my nose hurts.
I just found this picture of myself at my 17th birthday party. Good God, I match well. But then I've always been a little anal about matching. Right now I'm wearing jeans, black converse, black and red shirt, black jacket, red and black earrings, and a red bracelet. I've been trying to not do that so much.
I love this picture of Beckham, it's seems so representative of his personality.
to whom it may concern . . .I took the memory quiz that's been going around for 14 people and got 100%, see I know you guys. Eh, it's always been said I've got a freakish memory. Just talk to AJ or Eric.