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Morning.
It's early. I love it this early. I hate getting up but I love it once I'm up. You understand that. The bed is nice and cozy, the human in it with you is comfy, and really, it's a total warm fuzzy. Either way, the sun filtering through the windows and coffee is good for the wake up process. It's so faboulas. I love it.

Meet pearl by the way. She's my feline far away. I miss her tons. I wish she were here. I'm gonna go get her in august. Anyone up for a drive to Texas???

Today is a day of details. Car to the dealership for service, homework done, the eyeglasses doc, maybe lunch, doing schedules for the next few months, LAUNDRY!!! *I'm about to be naked. and as amusing as that is, I don't wanna do that. clean clothes and sheets are good things not to be ignored!!!

Eventually I'll be able to see my boyfriend. We're both busy and running in two different directions. It's really hard sometimes. He's up to his eyeballs in work and school and career stuff so it's hard forhim to break away from that... I'm supposed to be working more and paying more attentnion to my school work. (I would rather be in the garden actually or outside playing. ya. I'm bad.) We live an hour apart and that makes it worse. Occasionally it'll occur to me that I don't know who he is, which is understandable because we havn't put in the time to bulid a solid friendship. Being together and going in two different directions is hard.

I looked at classes for next quarter... because of their set up, I can only take one at a time! grrr... I wanted to knock out two! oh well.. more for fall quarter I suppose.

READ THIS!!!!

I really need to go and get the day started. I've been up long enough. *Kisses*
~Tashka

ps. I almost forgot.. the word of the day!!! It's in the above mentioned article... can you find it???

Cacophony
Main Entry: cacophony
Pronunciation: -nE
Function: noun
Inflected Form(s): plural -nies
Date: circa 1656
harsh or discordant sound : DISSONANCE 2; specifically : harshness in the sound of words or phrases


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My birthday is tommorow. I'm feelin really weird about it. I dunno. I always get the blues around my bday, have for years. There's no particular cause for them, they just arrive and not leave until the torment has passed. I spent the day laying in bed, and reading, all because I'm cracked out about this stupid day! wtf? why can't I just enjoy birthdays like a normal human???


also. today I got a bunch of compliments... where the hell did that come froom? one guy said that out of the crowd wandering onto campus, I stood out from among the massees because I glowed. wtf??? and then I recieved a text stating that I'm beautiful, and also a comment in passing that I was wonderful. wtf??? where did all this shit come from and why doesn't my boyfriend tell me this stuff? sigh. It's late. I think I'm gonna quit for tonite... yea. I'm wiggin.