week 12

Week of: August 2, 1999-August 8, 1999:

An eventful week. I threw a birthday party for a friend, cleaned house, went shopping, wrote in my journals, talked to some old friends, made some new ones.. that sort of thing. I went shopping for clothes. LOTS of clothes.. I brought them home and was going through them, and I realized that I only wear black, grey, and white. I don't wear many other colors. Maybe some green occasionally, but not often. I'm listening to Sarah McLachlan as I write this, and she is so light. Her music is very, very light. So gentle, yet strong. *sob* She is very inspiring sometimes. I'm getting sleepy. Sleeeeeeep. I miss sleep. I have my sleeping schedule all screwed up because summer makes me crazy. All the heat and sun. Damnedable sun.. so needed, yet disliked.. On another note, tears are running down my face because I'm yawning so much, and I have a lot of thinking to do. I'm gonna go climb into my most comforting PJ's, curl up with my journal, and write until sleep casts it's self upon my little head... Have a good week, for I bid you farewell.