The title is the song I am so avidly listening to; yeah. (by Martha Wainwright)
Christmas was....for lack of a better word, interesting. Interesting as in I hardly did much at all of which has much importance. Hing out with the dad, who amazes me all the time. Love amazes, boundless love for a child. Its amazing, utterly, he got us Fleetwood Mac tickets, which set him back A LOT of money, well a lot to him anyway because he is not the richest man. Each one was 95 dollars, yeah! what? That's crazy. But I am so excited, when I get a job I plan to buy tickets for my dad and I to go see Paul McCartney, that's my dream concert...
Back at the grind...nothing exciting has happened of course, although exams are fast approaching! YESSS!
I really should not be writing this right now in class, but see, I am in charge of the Foreign Exchange page for the yearbook and I cannot get in contact with the girls I need to interview. They have already returned to Europe and haven't responded to my email! AHHH! This submission is due so soon and I need to get my act together. I also need Ms. B to get all the extra curricular groups to get their pictures taken because I am also in charge of that. GAH.
"I'm not so much of a man, but like a fish out of sand..."
- George Harrison, Cloud 9 (great CD)
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