Mood: Meditative / Reflective .: Rainy :.
Listening to: .: N-Trace – Forever :.
Reading: .: Romans 12:11-12 :.
Watching: .: Kundun :.
Inquisition: What is the most important piece of writing for you?
Aloha!
Went over and worked for a bit in the school this morning. Their computers are a mess. I spent the whole morning working through them and trying to get some of them to work. One of them had an ancient tape drive in it which I confiscated. Maybe I can use it to back up and prevent my computer from loosing everything again.
I got curtains today, and a kitchen table. The curtains are long and dull green (similar to the DA site, actually), slightly transparent, and tied together with twine. The table is small, but not too small for two people. It is actually a pretty good size, because you can still put a lot of food with two people without feeling crowded.
Inya spoke to me today. I popped online and she beeped me. She was nonchalant, as always, asking me how I was, providing short and somewhat sarcastic answers to my questions. She asked me some vaguely pointed questions about Tamika, which I responded with … short and nonchalant answers. I shouldn’t act bitter. :s
Jessamine invited me out to dinner tonight. I was apprehensive about going, so I rode the Wiiskichaan over. It was pouring rain, as it had been all day. She had told me both her roommate would be there on Saturday, but then called me later today and told me they weren’t. She had forgotten that they had to work. Jessamine puts me ill at ease for some reason, I can’t always put my finger on it. She used to go out with Nick Machlan, which I can’t see how they ever were together. She’s very… critical. I’m not sure if that’s the right word to use… it sounds too harsh, but I don’t know how else to describe it. I’m rather wild at times, and felt like I was getting snubbed at times. With me being so sensitive is hard for me to deal with. We actually had a pretty good talk, though. She made spaghetti and spinach. I never had spinach before, it’s pretty good.
I left because I had to get back before dark with the motorcycle.
Tamika was nervous being at the house alone (neither of her roommates we there) (the other one’s name is Kristen) and so she came over here. I’m going to help her paint her room tonight.
I got a beautiful letter from Corrine Lerou tonight. She really is a special girl. Though some people feel deeply, she is one of the few that can express it well.