penultimate... entry ;)
Yeah... that's right. Probably my next to last entry. I'll make one more just for kicks later on. Why? We'll there's this thing called the man. He says I gotta pay unless I want a ridiculous amount of ads for my journal and everyone that views it. Well, I'm saving my money henceforth and this paying thing has gotta end. My new journal, http://larryjay.blogspot.com will soon be updated regularly. I'll replace the link in my profile and what not. So uh... yeah.
My grandma died this last week. It was pretty sad, of course. I felt bad for my mom and that I couldn't be there with her, but even if I was going to school in Illinois I couldn't have gone to Meeker. She just got back to Decatur tonight so I only talked with her on the phone for a tiny bit, but I think she is doing okay.
Anyways, sorry for the lack of updates. I'm busy and I'm lazy. Combined those cause for a decline in the amount of updates to my journal I provide. School is cool, still. I'm thinking of changing my major to buisness. Buisness is cool in new york.
I went to Michelle's house this weekend instead of her coming here. It was alot of fun. I forgot what it was like to take a high-pressure, hot-water shower. It was goooood. We also went to the beach which is like the first time I've been to a real beach in a billion years. Still havn't met any of Michelle's friends yet. We were going to meet up with Rob, but we were tired from the beach so we just got some panda and watched a movie. I might meet Dan this next weekend... I don't know though. We'll see how it goes. Michelle and I are pretty bad with sticking to plans.
Anyways, we all thought we were going to die a few hours ago. Freaking fireworks were going off at the building right next to us. The first one was just this really loud explosion sounds and everyone on the floor was like, "What the hell??" Then they started up again and we saw them at the window. Ah the joys of living in Manhattan.
Well I'm off to bed... 7am monday public speaking. Pure bliss.
Larry
I'm a victom of your smile
My grandma died this last week. It was pretty sad, of course. I felt bad for my mom and that I couldn't be there with her, but even if I was going to school in Illinois I couldn't have gone to Meeker. She just got back to Decatur tonight so I only talked with her on the phone for a tiny bit, but I think she is doing okay.
Anyways, sorry for the lack of updates. I'm busy and I'm lazy. Combined those cause for a decline in the amount of updates to my journal I provide. School is cool, still. I'm thinking of changing my major to buisness. Buisness is cool in new york.
I went to Michelle's house this weekend instead of her coming here. It was alot of fun. I forgot what it was like to take a high-pressure, hot-water shower. It was goooood. We also went to the beach which is like the first time I've been to a real beach in a billion years. Still havn't met any of Michelle's friends yet. We were going to meet up with Rob, but we were tired from the beach so we just got some panda and watched a movie. I might meet Dan this next weekend... I don't know though. We'll see how it goes. Michelle and I are pretty bad with sticking to plans.
Anyways, we all thought we were going to die a few hours ago. Freaking fireworks were going off at the building right next to us. The first one was just this really loud explosion sounds and everyone on the floor was like, "What the hell??" Then they started up again and we saw them at the window. Ah the joys of living in Manhattan.
Well I'm off to bed... 7am monday public speaking. Pure bliss.
Larry
I'm a victom of your smile
