Will you look at that? It's the view from my wind shield. Snazzy. (Expect a lot of random picutures in the next few entries, I've been kind of camera happy lately.)

In other news . . there really isn't other news. I've not done much today. All that work I was so aprehensive about turned out to be not so big a deal; it never is. I just get so worked up over things sometimes.

Guess what a good person I was today? I've signed up to send letters and stuff to a soldier overseas in Afghanistan. He's with a team that's detecting mines in mine fields, or something to that affect. I wrote him a letter today and bought some oreos, Hershey bars, and a magazine, so he can know what's going on here (I hope he's not allergic to chocolate). I really had no idea what to get or write. Here's what my letter said:

"Dear George,
Hey George. I�m Laura, you�re friendly nieghborhood supporter over here in the states. I guess I�ll start out by saying that I really appreciate all that you guys are doing. Unless my memory decieves me, I�m told you are in Afhanistan, detecting mines in mine fields, or whatever the technical term is for it; making the country a safer place. I don�'t know all the details, but it sounds like a pretty big job, and I�m thankful that we have brave people like you to make the world a safer place. The world is scarey enough as it is without having to worry about exploding with every step you take. Heh. So yeah, you�re awesome and I will keep you in my prayers.
Since I don�t really know you, I obviously have no idea what to tell you, which makes composing this letter rather interesting. I guess I�ll tell you a little about myself. My name is C_____k, Laura C______k. I�m sixteen years old (seventeen in four months. yeehaa.) and a sophmore in high school. I have a nice home here in Texas with a wonderful family, including a dog and a cat, who get along very well opposed to what cartoons made me think. I used to have a pet rat also, name Cleo, but she passed away, mainly because of neglect from her owner. Oops. I hate high school, with a passion, and enjoy most being with my fantastic friends at my church (I know. I�m a teenager who loves church. What a freak, right?) who I love so much and would be so incredibly lonely without. I�m looking forward to graduating high school in two years, and then maybe going to college, right now I�m thinking Baylor University, but we�ll see. And now that I�ve bored you to death . . .
What about you? What�s it like in Afghanistan? I�ve never really been overseas. The furthest from Texas I�ve been is Canada. Woohoo Canada. My family rented an RV and drove all the way up to some small, good-for-nothing town near Alaska named C______k. Eight thousand miles. Pretty exciting, ay? No, not so much.
Well, I really have nothing else of interest to write. I could ramble on for pages, but I don�t really want to bore you too much. I hope you enjoy the stuff I brought you and feel free to write back if you like. Ciao."

Thrilling, ay? I'm such a nerd. I hope he writes back though.

7:22 p.m. April 15, 2003
yesterday . not so yesterday