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| because restlessness inevitably leads to me thinking about ghp. and
thus becoming more and more depressed that i can't sleep. i think
it keeps getting worse as i move farther and farther away from the
summer. as soon as ghp ended, i was sad, but only because i missed my
friends. now, i realize that i'm missing ghp itself more and more. i'm
sad that i didn't have a camcorder with me every moment of those six
weeks to preserve it all in a way that it would never be lost. recently
i've begun writing down whatever memories pop into my head for fear of
losing them one day and never getting them back. i don't miss the
individual personalities as much as i do the moments i had with those
wonderful people. i would do ANYTHING to get those back.
like the first night when jonathan tried to hit on me and megan and then i said, "you're danielle's boyfriend, right?"
and the time nic and i went out to west lawn to draw the church across
the street, then when mr cumiskey lost it after i changed the t-shirt
design, and the night russell and austin tried to teach me how to do a
good handstand ((i fell on my back)) and the night that barbara and i
got into a grape fight, and a few weeks later when laura and i had to
explain to her what spooning was. then there was the time we saw the
poltergeist and megan screamed bloody murder, and when we went to
bailey to see mean girls and the girl in front of elaine had a letter
for math, and the night it was pouring rain and megan, daniel, nic, and
i played frisbee in the rain, and the time jonathan put megan's butt in
the fountain, and when my hall all had a party in cassie's room on the
last night, and when i took that funny funny picture of tiffany eating
pudding, and when elaine and i made megan that huge birthday banner in
the library, and the counseling orientation where i met josh and he sat
on my lap *!!*, and the night i made nic mac and cheese and he said i
was "the sweetest sweetheart" he'd ever met, and the time daniel, nic,
and i went down to the creek underneath the bridge, then the day of the
RA talent show when my hall was the centipede, and the night ashia,
kennedy and i played with a ping pong ball outside the library, and
when my quintet went to the music house across the street and took a
"hard earned fourth of july break" while making sure cumiskey wasn't
coming to check up on us, and the day meg and i met elaine and lindsey
on the first day of art, and when i "forgot to swallow my spit" in
conducting class, and all the times we had cuddlefests in whitehead and
on west lawn... and... everything.
i miss it more than anything in the world. ANYTHING.
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| went to church with adam and mom, went out to lunch at rhea's,
practiced, thenn went out to perimeter mall to have a ghp music majors
reunion at the cheesecake factory. irene, russell, jenny, briana,
debbie, kevin harper, sean, and lauren were there. it was so much
funnnnnnnn!! russell, jenny and i were the first ones there so we
decided to go prom dress shopping. HAHA. we made russell model some for
us. that was funny. thennn everybody got there and we waited forever
for a table then we ate. and were joyful. hah.
dang "how big is it?"
waiter "12 inches."
dang "12 inches? like which way?"
kevin "what do you mean which way? it's a pizza. it's ROUND. it's 12 inches every way."
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| except for one very minor (and embarrassing) bump in the road, nothing could've been better. turns out andrew's in ayws because neil quit, and practice was amazing and i love my section because they're amazing (*gasp*), and one of my best friends is dating another of my friends and they're really cute together and tomorrow's the first game and my theory test (which i'm really excited for?) and my friends are the greatest.
well. i guess i lied a little, but it'll come with time, i suppose. all in time. *shrug*
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| today started out okay. then stayed okay. then i thought ended okay. but then we had band practice, and it actually got incresingly better, and then really great, and then it ended and it was like WHOA*MAZING.
so THERE, mediocrity. i'm too good for you.
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| turns out prayer works.  thanks guys.
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