1. The act or process of withdrawing, especially from something hazardous, formidable, or unpleasant.
2. The process of going backward or receding from a position or condition gained.
3. A place affording peace, quiet, privacy, or security.
4. A period of seclusion, retirement, or solitude.
5. Withdrawal from a dangerous position or from an enemy attack.
Monday, August 25, 2003
oh, I am mad that I didn't get to blog for awhile because the router on Mother's PC had a nervous breakdown or something. I bought hella clothes today. Black Dickies, brown Hurley pants, grey Spiewak pants, Role Model tee, Kiss Me, I'm a Pirate tee and four different tank tops. Quite a busy day. But fun. And I also got to make out with David, which is always a plus to any day. My jacket has that Old Spice smell now. Which is a good thing, if you didn't know. School starts tomorrow. I am sorta excited. I know I can do good this year. I want to sucedd and what I want , I get. For the most part at least. My lord, Karen is just one of the coolest adults I know. So straight forward and knowlegable about what she says. Sometimes it feels as if you can't argue with her, as her logic is usually infalliable, but I did argue about my blog with her today. She wanted me to change it and make it more fictious. I like saying the truth in here. It feels really good. Changing my name dramatically would ruin that feeling. As if i was yet again writing about someone elses life. I write fiction, I don't want this to feel like fiction. Everything is close enough to the truth for me. And the holes can be filled in by those who know me. Those who don't know me can still enjoy knowing about me without knowing how to find me beyond email or AIM. Jesus... school... tomorrow. Ashley is picking me up. 7:30 am. Damn... i'm going to shower now... i will tell you about my day tomorrow, tomorrow. Jebus... this is just too early for children to be expected to learn.
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