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Tuesday, March 09, 2004

*glances from side to side* Why Am I Writing?

*shrugs* I felt it would take some of the pressure off because all I seem to be doing at the moment is thinking about how many people are going to be at Improvapoloosa tonight. That wouldn't bother me so much if it weren't for Kayla and myself performing our 7 page duet acapella. SO... need not to make me more afraid than I already am.

*tries to make herself think of a distracting topic* Job. Uhhh. Errr. So today in aerobics I've noticed when we do yoga the girl says not to let your mind wander and as soon as I hear 'mind wander' guess what I do... think about Job. I make up little fantasies... *glances to the side, avoiding any eye contact as though I'm speaking to the person who reads this* I don't know if it's even appropriate to write about them in here. Oh what the hell, here is your warning.

*PARTIAL SEXUAL CONTENT IN THE NEXT PARAGRAPH*
Ok so we're supposed to lay on our backs at the end of a yoga video and sleep for the remanding 15 minutes of class. I can never fall asleep but I just close my eyes and think. Well for some reason when I hear a low whispering voice telling me to pay explicit attention to my breathing I automatically think of how I have to practially calm myself down when I lay with Job. So then I imagine him coming over to me and laying on top of me and well I'll leave the rest to your imagination but since I have 15 minutes to think about this... ok that's enough for the public eye.

Back to being a good girl now. A good girl who doesn't think of sexually explicit thoughts (you can tell explicit is my word for today). Wow, writing about that severly calmed me down so I should keep it up so I don't have a moment again to realize all of the pressure to do good tonight. Shit. I was annoyed because Kate got to stay home from school today because she wasn't feeling good and I haven't been feeling good for the past week. I've been getting a cold or something and I constantly have a stuffed up/runny nose, am exhausted from lack of sleep due to staying up blowing my nose, and have a sore and swollen throat. I just hope I get better by Friday because then I have my trip and I don't care nearly as much about being well tonight as I do about this upcoming weekend because I've been waiting for this for some time.

Today during 3rd lunch Kayla had a headache so I turned off the light in the storage room and then Chris came in and Kayla and I started "raping" him which basically consisted of pushing and pulling him around the storage room. Then Ben Murphy came in with his lunch and I opened the door slightly so he had some light to eat. Then I made up a theme song for Chris. I decided Chris was a rather funny guy like strongbad so I was like hmmm, Chrisbad? So then I made up this theme song and started singing 'Chrisbad, he had the crane of doom, which was the crane of death but it was really the crane of doom and because it was and he was Chrisbad! and then the crane of death rather the crane of doom died but it was the crane of death because it was the crane of doom because it was Chrisbad!' It was so funny. Well I'm going now because my dad's throwing a fucking tissy.

Mandy ~ 4:46 PM