tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-229126872011-09-02T18:11:36.061-07:00Alyciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022623069955309625noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22912687.post-1142624132458419972006-03-17T11:33:00.000-08:002006-03-17T11:35:32.473-08:001. What is writing?<br />2. Do you write for escape, or<br /> because of a deep inner pain?<br />3. What connection(s) can be made between<br /> Barton's experiences and your own life?<br /><br />Mr. P I had a long day so my mind was almost dead. I'll have this post up asap. By Sunday definately.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22912687-114262413245841997?l=anotherdayinparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Alyciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022623069955309625noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22912687.post-1141415167831751842006-03-03T11:34:00.000-08:002006-03-07T12:01:56.493-08:00Four days of freedom, no job, no plans, no worries, and of course no school. Monday I was freaking out about what I would do with myself and praying to god that my house was well stocked with tasty snacks. Thankfully it was and by the time Thursday rolled around I wasnt too worried about what I was going to do with myself. By Wednesday I had already made plans for a hot date and a mommy day. Strangely enough I was more excited for the mommy day then the date because it had been way too long since my mother and I had, had quality bonding time.<br /><br />Friday was wonderful because I got to sleep in and go to Olive Garden with my mom. After Olive Garden I had to get ready for that hot date I had, and wasnt all that excited for. It wasnt that I didnt like the guy, I just didnt think he liked me back, so I wasnt too excited for three hours of akwardness. Turns out I had been completely wrong on how he felt and he indeed liked me back...I'll spare you from the mushy details that I'm sure will bore and go right on to tell you that I am now offically dating this boy.<br /><br />I slept very well that night and yet again got to sleep in the next morning. When I awoke my mom was wide awake and ready for our mommy daughter day, which was actually the best part of my weekend. We spent most of the day shopping and by 5 we had reached out limit. In the end I walked away with Scrubs Season 2, Batman Converse, and enough chinese food to feed my family and five other familes as well. I was very happy with my new things and even though my mother had used all of our energy shopping we still managed to watch a few episodes of Scrubs and the movie Vanity Fair, which turned out to be way better then I had expected.<br /><br />That night I didnt sleep as well as I had the two nights before but it was still alot better and more then I had been getting. My Sunday wasnt as great as my Friday and Saturday either but it still was wonderful. I spent the whole day eatting chinese food and watching Scrubs with my boyfriend and sometime around 6:00 I managed to go see a movie with my best friend. The movie itself wasnt really that great but it was pretty sad, which made up for the lack of a good plot. After the movie I went over to my best friends house and watched Scrubs hoping that I could get so lost in the show that I would forget what I had to do the next day, which was drama.<br /><br />I love drama I really do. I love lighting crew and I love the people on lighting crew. What I dont like is being crew chief. I dont have the time, energy, or will to be in power. I also dont want to have to go to every practice we have. But I have to and I'll continue to do it even though it drives me insane (if your in drama or ever have been you know what/who drives me insane. Anyway the point of this rant was that my Monday was long and tiring and I didnt get home until really late. So by Tuesday at seven am the only thing I wanted to do was go back to bed, I ended up being late for school but only by about two seconds so thankfully no one noticed.<br /><br />My four day weekend started out amazing and get worse as time went on. But all in all I would have to say that it was the best weekend ever and the fact that it was four days meant nothing, it could have been two and it would have been just as great. It definately made me alittle excited for spring break...ok really excited for spring break. What day is it again?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22912687-114141516783175184?l=anotherdayinparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Alyciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022623069955309625noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22912687.post-1140723616019088132006-02-23T11:37:00.000-08:002006-02-23T11:45:24.436-08:00my name is alycia.<br />i have many blogs but i always forget about them<br />so i dont expect this one to be any different.<br />currently i dont have much of a life because<br />drama takes up most of my time. <br />when i actually do get free time i play videogames<br />watch/go to movies.<br /><br /><a href="http://gotclass.blogspot.com">http://gotclass.blogspot.com</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22912687-114072361601908813?l=anotherdayinparadise.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Alyciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03022623069955309625noreply@blogger.com1