gabbyrichards

Sat, 31 May 2008 15:53:29 GMT

I've consolidated all my LJs to us2006057815 . Please friend accordingly.

Tue, 25 Sep 2007 15:06:50 GMT

What'd I have to go make things complicated for? I mean seriously. Like everything wasn't weird enough, now I have to figure this out. Some people told me about someone who dealt with a time spirit to speed it up.. Sounds to me like the cost would be too high.. But I'm going to maybe talk to one and see what it wants for it. Still though, I don't think it's a good idea. Besides..It's probably safer where it is right now, since I don't plan on dying by May.

Robin's been kinda overprotective. He gets kinda blustery whenever I want to do something, but lets me do it anyway. I don't mind it too much, but I guess I'd probably say different if he was telling me not to do stuff.

School has sucked. I got an A on my A&P (Anatomy and Physiology) test yesterday, which was cool, because I actually have to try in that class. Then at practice, Melanie dropped me again. One of these days, she's going to break my neck and how am I going to explain walking away from that? All because of a stupid guy. Who hasn't talked to me since last time he brought me home. Robin said I should tell him. I'm worried if I tell him then he'll be around too much and find out about stuff, but Robin's usually right.

Maybe if I just punch Melanie and mess up her pretty teeth I'll feel better.

Flying

Mon, 24 Sep 2007 20:04:59 GMT

The single worst thing about going places far away is the plane ride. 30 thousand feet in an aluminum can is SO not cool. 30 thousand feet in an aluminum can going over the Atlantic ocean is even worse. So instead of looking out the window at the nice big blackness under me and thinking about the plane hitting water (water's not soft like a lot of people think, you know) and getting torn apart and exploding, sending tiny bits of me everywhere. Nope. Instead of thinking about that, I'm writing about it, which makes me think about it, which makes the guy next to me ask if I'm going to be all right. Deep breaths, Gabby.

So, I won't be coming to Athens again unless I can learn some Greek; it's driving me nuts to not understand people. At least in the US every speaks English! Well, not everyone, but between English and Spanish, it's not likely for me to not be understood.

So. I still haven't thought about it. Maybe if I pretend hard enough, it'll not be real, right? But yeah, I know better. So instead what do I do? Robin says I have to be more careful, cause it's not just me I might get killed.. And while I get what he's saying, I feel like it's not doing my job. I mean, am I supposed to just sit around for half a year? Cause I'm only like two months into it by my count, and that's 7 to go which is totally not cool. I mean what, go to school and sit around and be lazy while other people fight the good fight? Sounds lame to me.

So what DO I do??