Books

I think I do need more in my life than books. I love 'em, of course, but one can't live on 'em. I got out 6 books from the library on Friday, but I only have 2 left. I've seen friends lots, I've not done any crafts or projects, or more than a little planning for camp...I talked to Lauren today on the phone. It was exciting, but weird, since I've only even talked to her in person or over e-mail. I should call other friends too. Hopefully I'll see Evan when she is in Keene this summer working at a camp.

When I'm busy I feel like doing things, and when I have the time I don't feel like doing anything... It's funny how things work.

I'm sad because I've decided that I can't be in "Fiddler" like I wanted to. It's in Wilmington, an hour away over the mountains...I'm not driving down there at night after camp. I'll be too tiered...but It's sooo sad...I wish I could be Chava. But, I have been in the show twice. Do I really need to drive that far away to practice songs I already know? I hate decisions which don't have obvious answers...either way I choose I will have some regrets. AAAHHHH!!!

I think I'll go do something....I'm not sure what but I'll figure something out.