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Few things in life have been so sad; "Da-Da" turned to "Daddy" and "Daddy" turned to "Dad." I read this the other day while I was at work... I really like it. If you know, cool but for those people who don't have any idea what I'm like; I'm going to let you in on a little secret... I'm a huge Daddy's girl. More often then not I'll talk about my Daddy in someway, just fyi.
I don't know about you, but I couldn't help but think about how much I miss my Daddy. I can't wait to go home for break... Right after I read the first quote I read this one, which made me what to call my Daddy at like 3am but I didn't want to give him a heart attack: Commotion in the Kitchen And the slamming of a door, Noisy footsteps down the hallway,Precious sounds I hear no more. Those countless interruptions Interfering in my day,Memories in books and boxes...All grown up and gone away.
I don't really have much to say at 12:04am... I know I should be in bed sleeping, but I'm waiting on clothes to dry. It's stupid really, in a dorm with oh lets say about 300 girls there are only 6 washers and 6 driers in the entire building! Came on now... the Freshmen get more washers and driers than we do... it's not fair! So now I have to wait for my clothes so I can get dressed in the morning and not have to get up any earlier than I have too. My first class is a Wellness/PE class at 8am... fyi, I hate this class, I'm not a morning person. No matter how many cups of coffee I have, I still don't want to be out of bed before noon! That is why all plays are done at night... 'cause Theatre Majors are not morning people, if you ask anyone on my campus they will tell you that the earliest Theatre class in at 11 and not a minute before. Anyways I just wanted to start this blog thing... I'll post again when I can think clearly and have better stuff to write about, until next time...