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07:39 on 11.01.02
"november one"

i don't have very long to write, but that is fine with me. today is the first day of november. that mean several things:

1). nanowrimo has kicked off, but i don't think i will be participating. it all seemed like such a great idea when i signed up, but now i am not sure of whether or not i am going to have enough time, etc, etc. if i do nanowrimo, i am not going to have a lot of time for my dearest joshua and i don't want that to happen. i need to talk to him for at least an hour everyday. because we don't get to see each other, talking a lot on the phone is really important in our relationship. we have to keep communicating. i don't think i will be able to do nonowrimo and have a good relationship with my boyfriend at the same time. and me and joshua's relationship is much more important to me. i love joshua, he loves me. and i need to talk to him more than i need to write a novel in a month. sounds good, right?

2). october is over.

3). 2002 is a month closer to ending.

4). and i think that that is it... oh no, it isn't. we have a bunch of days off in november and november is finally here!

i started to write a poem... i would put it up here, but it isn't finished yet. i'll put up what i have, i guess:

you know she cares

when she cries herself to sleep at night

because she's worried about

you.

you know she cares

when she ditches her friends

because she wants to be with

you.

you know she cares...

and that is a as far as i have gotten. when it is finished, it will go up here for all the world to see.

so yesterday was halloween. not too exciting. actually, even though i don't celebrate halloween, it was very exciting. we all dressed up at school. i was a goth, but i looked more as if i had just walked out of "the matrix" and then brianna started calling me trinity. that was really cool. johnathan dressed up like our principal, which was absolutely hilarious. a couple of guys were "leaf people" they had put some sort of glue on their clothing and they rolled in leaves. quite creative, if you ask me. guys were also:

-cheerleaders

-prom queens

-pimps

-themeselves

alex (a girl) was a cat, so were a million other people. devils were common sites as well. boring if you ask me...

so joshua and i aren't exactly great. he's really stressed and stuff. i just want to see him to make him feel better. i wish i could just make all of his problems and worries disappear. it's so hard when your boyfriend is upset and worried and stressed. i hate to see him like that and when it happens, i often feel helpless. i just want to hold him and cuddle with him and make him feel okay. see, i'm a good girlfriend like that.

i went over to yon's house last night, because neither of us and anything to do. kun and a couple of friends over. we watched harry potter, but the guys kept on interrupting us, so eventually, everybody was fighting over the three couches and three blankets that we had in the basement. it was actually really funny, especially when yon stepped on robbie's nuts. that was a tres good laugh. :-) okie, that was really mean, but it is the truth. it was so funny. yon fell on me about ten times and i thought she flattened my boob one of those timers.

i'm in study hall right now, by the way. and my study hall teacher just left. interesting... no really, it is interesting. it's 7:53 in the morning. i have been typing since... 7:39. pretty good for me to type this quickly.

i am awaiting so many reviews from so many sites (just check the pending list). there's bop-reviews, ethereal reviews, for crying out loud reviews...

alright, i am going now.

i love joshua.

<3 chelsea

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