I've been so horrible about updating lately! I update all the time on livejournal... but thats my crap place. I write things I don't really care about there. And things I want people from my own town to know, because theres a lot of people from my school that I talk to on there. But anyways, I hate how I write, so thats why I don't update. I just... don't like it. All I ever seem to do is whine, and it's bugging me. Sooo... I'm going to do a brief update of things.

I turn 18 tomorrow. I'm really trying not to think about it. Turning 18 is scary. It means that I will be an adult, that I will be that much closer to moving out and going to college, that I will have to take on tons more responsibility.

So far for presents (the best part of birthdays, right? haha), I have recieved the movie Mulan (special 2 disc edition), DVD edition SNL trivial pursuit (which is much harder than I thought!), The Sims deluxe edition (from my brother, what a sweetie!), and numerous gift cards and cards with checks. Tomorrow night my parents are taking me to Red Lobster for supper, and my grandma is going with, so it should be fun. :)

Tonight Rachel is spending the night, and we're going to watch Monty Python and the Holy Grail and Rocky Horror Picture Show, because she has never seen them. She lives under a freaking rock.

Rachel is super cool because she has agreed to teach me how to play cello. :) I've been learning how to do some things on it this past week (scales mainly), and it's been going really well, and I want to continue learning. So I asked my teacher for some music theory on the bass clef, and asked Rachel to teach me. It was funny when I asked Gitch for some music theory. He looked at me for a moment, got this really suprised look on his face... and then he tilted his head to the side a little and said "Are you asking for a pass to the nurses office?" HAHA!!! :) He started laughing so hard. I hate music theory, and he knows that, so thats why he found it so funny. :) Then I asked him what I can do about learning the cello, if I should go with some outside private lessons or what... and he said that I could do that, or he could find me someone in symphony to tutor me, though it wouldn't be for free. And I figured it wouldn't be! But anyways, I asked Rachel after school if she could teach me, since I'm comfortable with her and all, and she said sure. :) I will pay her though... I don't want her doing it for free. She needs the extra money anyways. :) I've wanted to learn how to play the cello for a very very very long time. Cello was actually my second choice when I signed up for an instrument. It should've been my first. haha. So I am very excited about this.

Well, I have only half filled out my college applications. I need to get moving on doing that. I need to get moving on essays too. For Gustavus I can submit that article I wrote for the magnet (see last entry), and I can submit that for St. Olaf as well, but I also need to have another one for St. Olaf that answers one of their questions. They're really picky. haha. But thats ok... I'm fine with writing one. I wanted to write something about Star Lake anyways for a college essay.

Speaking of Star Lake, I went and saw Dave play last week at the Ugly Mug for my birthday party. Not a whole lot of people came with me. Just my mom, my brother, and Michael and Grace. It was great fun though. And Dave's music was great. He didn't make me sing in front of everyone. I felt kind of distant from him though. Like when he came over to talk to me, it just didn't feel the same as when he would talk to me at Star Lake. So I have decided that Star Lake does something to people while you're there. It changes you into someone else kind of. Because whenever I see camp people outside of camp, they are very very different than when I saw them there. Or maybe it's just me. I know I am tons happier when I am at camp. Though, I was incredibly happy last saturday night, so nothing was different there. It felt very good to be in the presence of Michael. He makes me laugh. OH! He was so tired because he had stayed up all night playing Halo 2 and he didn't get any sleep, and we didn't get home until after midnight, and on the way home, he had a longer than 30 minute conversation with the dreamcatcher that hangs in the back window. I caught some of it on camera, though it's not very good. But it was hilarious. By the time we reached Northfield, he was arguing with the dang thing! He was calling it el stupido and fool and cabasa pien. :) Silly Michael.

You know what? I think I'm just gonna put a link to my lj on here. It's much easier than trying to type everything out. I just want to make sure nobody mentions the address for this journal, because this has a lot more stuff thats in depth that I don't want people I know in real life knowing. Anyways, if you want to read more about whats been going on with me, check out here.

I think I need to start getting back into writing here... I love diaryland. I just have hit a dry-spell with my writing. eh.