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Wednesday, March 01, 2006

Kayak, Yak, Yak

"So, what can you do with a...what is it? Physiological Science major? Now, I'm only asking because I care."

MOM! GAH!
Jesus Christ, stop giving me a hard time for eveything I do. She seriously has to be convinced that there are opportunities in science. I swear to God, I would much rather talk to me dad about school because he always seems so much more supportive. Oh well.

I was talking about kayaking today. I want to go, I've never been. Isn't that sad? It's pathetic that I live so close to the pacific without ever kayaking, sailing, or surfing. How lame am I? I remember my 5th grade teacher wanted to take me out and teach me how. Hmm... That must sound kind of creepy, but somehow it's really not. It odd that I still have contact with him. Actually, odd in that it's definitely not the norm -- I think it's rather special. Anyways, he ws going to teach me -- but then he ended up selling his boat... which causes a bit of a problem in the whole, you know, sailing thing. But that is for sure on of the things I plan on learning how to do in life. I wanted to join the sailing club in high school, but I didn't have transportation to the beach the sailed off from. That's ataully my fault -- i didn't get my license until I was 18 years old. I guess they shouldn't be expected to drive me every place if I haven't taken the initiative to get my license.

Well. This summer I'm learning how to surf... and maybe this weekend I'll go kayaking. Yeah, what the hell. I don't think I'm going to be very busy on Sunday. Yes, if the weather is lovely, Sunday would be an excellent time to go. I just need to send out an email to everyone. Dude: it's free, come.

You know how at the beginning of this entry I wrote, "I talked about kayaking today." Yeah. That was really just me talking to myself. I defintely thought about it. Yeah. No, wait... hmmm... I think I remember mentioning it to my dad. Yes. Wow. I'm a liar.
Liar is a hard word. I always want to write Lyer. But that just be because I'm a retard.

I enjoy doing things. Vague -- indeed; but so so true.

I feel like being emo today. I'm in that sort of mood.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

you still talk to mr.k? gawd i miss that man..

is it creepy that i read this? you probably didn't know i read this. yes, i am an internet stalker.

oh this is laura btw. talbot. right. okay bye

3:00 PM

 
Blogger susanimal said...

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9:00 PM

 
Blogger susanimal said...

hey laura: I miss you.

Yeah. We send christmas and birthday cards. That's about it.

it's is most def not creepy

9:01 PM

 
Blogger susanimal said...

The fact that a comment was deleted makes it seem mysterious and intriguing.

12:31 AM

 

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