Day Seventy-Nive

Been working on one of my major pieces for guitar.

Day Seventy-Eight

My older brother Nick was actually offended that I've never played Pokemon on a hand-held game system. So he gave me his old Nintendo DS to play it.

Day Seventy-Seven

After spending thew weekend at camp for my summer job, I spent the day today going over my manual.

Day Seventy-Three

I'm so thankful for Lexi, though all that's happened today, she's been right there with me.

Day Seventy

Though injured--again, I still spent the day practicing... I have a playing test on Thursday, and I'm still having many difficulties...

Day Sixty-Five

One would hope that after two years, I'd finally get the meringue right.

Day Sixty-Four

I had to put the Charter of Rights and Freedoms into my own words for Law-- I never knew before how repetitive it actually was.

Day Sixty-Three

Whenever I'm trying to do something, my cat thinks it's a great idea to lay on me, and dig her claws into me...

Day Sixty-Two

I have never read so much in one day-- ever. Geez, from being 10% done the book yesterday to about 75% today...

Day Sixty-One

I went down to the river to take some shots for my panorama project. On the way back, I had my headphones on and a gentleman asked me what I was listening to. I replied "Parachute."
A short moment later, he starts looking up in the sky and says; "Where is he?"
Made my day.

Day Sixty

It's actually sad-- whenever I see the name "Gene," in a movie description, the first question I ask is; "Kelly or Wilder?"

Day Fifty-Nine

Finally! It's done!

Day Fifty-Eight

Project-- 2
Katherine--0
Time for round three. Neck of the guitar, please attach to the body this time.

Day Fifty-Seven

How I've spent my day: homework. About twenty pages to summarize. Sad part is-- "twenty," isn't an exaggeration...

Day Fifty-Six

I've spent the past few days feeding my David Niven addiction.

Day Fifty-Five

With everyday I cross off, life becomes all the more terrifying. I'm one day closer to exams, graduation, final goodbyes. Naturally I think I'm ready to start something new, but there's a piece of me that's pulling tight, that isn't ready to end these past four years. Each new day makes everything a whole lot more surreal.

Day Fifty-Four

Helping to prepare for the famine in a few weeks. Lots to do!

Day Fifty-Two

Sometimes I look at the music I listen to inquisitively. Sometimes, no-- all the time, I question my taste in music.

Day Fifty-One

"I'VE GOT BLISTERS ON MY FINGERS!!!" But-- because of guitar, not drums. Sorry Ringo....

Day Fifty

According to my brother Alex, I'm anything but normal.
We got to talking about my love for Shakespeare, and he said to me; "You know, normally girls your age love One Direction and stuff like that. But no, you love someone who died over three hundred years ago."