ahh the joys of boxes of pennys.

so, i brought in two boxes of pennies, but like, boxes of $25.
they were heavy.
very
very
heavy.

today is kinda icky outside.
and i hope we have auditions still.
cause i wanna know on monday.

like, hardcore know.

ahh the joys of homecoming dresses.

so. this dress itches. and now i know why we only wear these for three hours then take them off immediately.
cause these are absurd. i also find it amusing that i'm wearing a black bra with a backless dress.

i haven't talked to beidler today, but yesterday she helped us write up the donations things.
yeah. gotta stop at Kralls.

and i want the cast list to be up.
like, now.

ahh the joys of 2 hour delays

so. 2 hour delay.
i woke up at 630 and thought i couldn't fall back asleep which made me really really mad.
but i did fall asleep, so it's alright.

beidler got mad at us yesterday. but it's alright, aleaha and i won the points.
so it's all good.

tomorrow is formal day.
reading is today...

don't think the list will be up til next week, which will make for a rather interesting weekend with me.


...
aka.
me
=
not
happy




at all.

ahh the joys of tie day.

so. today's tie day.
yesterday was auditions.
they were alright, but not what i wanted.
and now i am going to be uptight all week about it.
there's no doubting it.

i feel super mean because i was super mean.
so it's understandable.


beidler's tie is actually a belt, and she was complaining earlier about it which makes me laugh.
cause she was saying how she feels like she's being choaked.
i know how she feels,
but it still makes me laugh.

ahh the joys of lumberjacks.

today i am not deavan.

today i am butch the lumberjack.

i decided to be a lumberjack for career day because i didn't know how to dress like an actress.

beidler told me i should wash my face. but it's totally supposed to look like that.

cause i didn't shave this morning.

*wink wink*

ahh the joys of getting made fun of.

beidler is being mean again.
a lot of mean.
she makes me feel more stupid than normal.

and it's not fun.

ahh the joys of senior surveys.

i typed this already and it got deleted and it sucks.
now tanya is making fun of me and it's really hurting my self esteem.

now she's calling me a big baby.
i should go into a hole and die.
then she won't have a roommate.
THEN WHO WOULD BE CRYING!?!?!

beids wants a 'nuther dog.
don't think the mister would.
though thing one and thing two probably wouldn't object to the idea.

eh.

ahh the joys of forgetting.

so, normally i blog in yearbook, cause i have my pages done and everything, but i was typing stuff so i didn't blog...

until beids came in and was like, 'did you blog about me today?'

and now i'm blogging.

though i have to type more, so i can't make this'un a long'un.

yee haw.

ahh the joys of dance auditions

so. my legs hurt. my wrist doesn't hurt anymore, but my leg muscles do...

i tried really hard yesterday and everything cause i really want to get millie. ryan came over and listend to me sing last night. he said i was actually good, which is making me feel better about myself. though i still wish they woulda had gimme gimme as an audition piece cause i am AMAZING on that one. and i totally can hit the nots and everything.

beidler thinks she's gonna die of cancer. cause her school is in the top 1% of the top worst schools or something like that.
sorry, 'most toxic schools'.

ahh the joys of being hateful

mrs. beidler is not being very nice to me. just because i don't know how to spell a few names, she has to be hateful and mean.

madrigal was good.

now she's making fun of my lack of shift key usage. she obviously missed my first post mentioning how i don't use the shift key... like ever.

anyways. today's dancing auditions, as is tomorrow.
don't really want to.

yeah so. going now so i can get made fun of somemore by beids.

ahh the joys of exhaustion.

i am sooooo tired.
madrigal feast is tonight.
i just want to fall over and go to sleep.

i went to bed late last night unlike wednesday night where i went to bed at 8ish.
my phone's screen is cracked and it's making me mad cause i just got unlimited texting.
but now i have to wait for christmas to get a new one.

i didn't even want a phone for christmas cause i liked the one i had, but whatever.
i'll have to deal with it.

ahh the joys of not being in school.

so, just found out that tomorrow i won't be in school all day tomorrow.
that and i get out at 1 today to go tour.

i really should come into school sometime soon.
cause that's something that needs to be done.

i need the guidence office to send my transcripts like, now.
cause i wanna get accepted.

ahh the joys of retainers

got my retainers today.
and i talk like a loser. i'm not happy about it at all.
i'm super tired and it's not going to get better with madrigal on friday.

ahh the joys of working computers

so. my computer finally works again. the internet crashed for over the weekend, but dad somehow managed to get it back up before school started again. totally crashed thursday before thanksgiving. lewes was good, other than when i got hit by bus sick. thanksgiving was tiring and not right.

dad and i went lazer tagging on friday.
i went to candy lane with kendra, scott and aj on saturday.
sunday was the christmas carol thing at the dutch apple. the family was super happy.
monday dad got the computer to work and here i am.

ahh the joys of snoball pictures

ok.
so, i just typed all this stuff, i'm not going to type it again.
chels saw my post.


edit.
in english now. i'm tired and i might nap before the midnight movie.
either that or i might have someone come over and keep me awake. maybe aleaha.
dunno yet.

we've got madrigals today, and i don't really wanna go.
i'm too tired to go, though i have to.

lewes trip next week.
braces TOMORROW OH EM GEE MY BEE EFF EFF JILL!

...
yeah, sorry.

i'm tired still, and i don't want to type but i am just going to keep going. i should probably write for my characters, but i don't really want to. i wanna get my rp up and running, but i'm a little too busy.

i'm worried that i'm not going to get any parts in the musical, cause i can't really hit any notes too well.

i need mom to finish reading my wc essay, cause i want to hand it in...
but i understand that she's a little preoccupied...


i'm kinda worrying that something might happen to pappy while i'm gone...
urg, don't want to be on here anymore.
kbye.

ahh the joys of people that complain.

so, people like to think that i don't help with anything, but i can't really help when that person has all the things required to help with. i can't really help with things when they're carrying the stuff around with them all the freaking time.

i hate it when people complain about things that aren't my fault.
cause it's not like i can help it.
my bracket feels weird.
thank pete it'll be gone in less than two days.

ahh the joys of being cold

i'm cold. its not making me very happy.
also I was behind a really stupid person who had to drop off their precious child directly in front of the auditorium doors. it made me mad.
it made aleaha mad too, cause she was behind me.

i hit my toothbrush against a bracket today, and it made me mad.
until i remembered that I am getting them off friday.
then i was happy again.

ahh the joys of tanya

tanya is being very sarcastic and it's lowering my self esteem.
jerk.
she claims that i will get over it, but i think not. I think that i a going to die a slow death with her voice in my head the whole time saying sarcastic mean things.

now our..... 'friends' are in here making a lot of noise... like normally.

braces on friday.
well, lack of them that is.
YAY.

ahh the joys of picture retake.

so. today is a waste of day.
i'm in the auditorium with beids and chels doing almost nothing.
we're keeping the order so that there isn't a riot.

cause ya know there might be a riot.

ahh the joys of having a cold

so.
i watched fantastic four.
fantastic four 2.
the bee movie.
and hercules.

and i sat at home and fell asleep.
and coughed.
and sneezed.
a lot.
and used a whole box of tissues.

on a lighter note, kiwi sat with me like the whole day. which made me happier.
cause when i moved she would just come right back.
guess it was the blanket.

mom was right. ha.

ahh the joys of classes.

so, another long day with an even higher tissue count. my cold isn't going away, and it's not making me happy. i think i'm gonna go home and immediatly fall asleep before mom and i go up to kohls.
i just want to be able to talk in my normal range again and not sound like a man.

ahh the joys of colleges.

i liked west chester a lot. it had a nice campus and the gay guy i met in the theatre department (wow, shocker there...) was really nice. the department looks really good and i think it's gonna be my number one college right now.
just have to type up another essay so that i can get accepted.

ahh the joys of the phillies.

they won.

that's all that needs to be said.

it made my day great.
and i don't even like MLB that much.

haha.

ahh the joys of character writing.

There once was a girl who was not the most pleasant to be around. She was cynical, snide, and was very overpowering. She walked through the halls with her head held high, and her chest pushed out infront of her books. She was a typical Slytherin girl, though her drive was concentrated like a Ravenclaws. Though, there was once a boy who was begged to come around. He was compassionate, caring and was very understanding. He walked through the halls with a smile at all times and at his sides would be a random person that he had befriended. He was a typical Hufflepuff boy, though his courage was that of a Gryffindor.

The girl had been around the school and everyone knew her name. It wasn't normally for a good reason, but they knew it nonetheless. Other Slytherins kept her close in tow, because they knew that it would not be a good idea to let her be an enemy. She wasn't optimistic about love, and she thought fairytales were just something that her house elf told her to get her to not listen to her parents yelling at each other. Like the girl, the boy had been around the school and everyone knew his name. It wasn't ever for a bad reason, and at the sound of it, people smiled and began talking of the charming boy. People of all different houses kept him close in tow, because they knew that if they were having a bad day, he would cheer them up immediatly. He wasn't looking for love, but he knew that it would come one day, and when it did he would be their prince charming.

One day, this girl got assigned to be this boy's partner in Muggle Studies. The girl didn't let anyone know that she had taken this class, and the boy proudly spoke openly about his halfblooded background. She was baffled to why this boy was so genuinly kind to her. She didn't know if it was because she was so beautiful, or if it was because he liked how she looked in her robes. He on the other hand was baffled to why this girl was so moody. He didn't know if it was because she was having troubles in this class, or if it was because of her home life. He knew she was a pureblood, but that didn't have an effect on him.

He wanted to know more about her, and she wanted to know more about him.

The assignment required the pair to think like a couple. In one situation, one was a witch or wizard and one was a muggle, in another both were muggles and another was with both being magical. The couple would then have to decide what to tell their child about their background. The assignment took a month to do, and it was required to pass the class. The girl and the boy managed to actually get along, and suprisingly enough the girl began to open up to him.

She talked about herself most of the time, but she also talked about home. It wasn't a lot about her home, but it was enough to let the boy know that things would not be going anywhere. He just sat there and listened to her, but he would talk sometimes. It wasn't a lot, but it was enough to let the girl know that things were going to change.

The girl was baffled at how she could have fallen in love with someone so annoying. He never would overstep the boundaries that she wanted to be over stepped. He never pushed any issues that her other boys had pushed. He always listened and was so attentive to her. He was so nice. The boy was also baffled at how he could have fallen in love with someone so annoying. She would always contradict herself and then blame him for it. She always talked about all the people she had been with before. She always asked him what he liked her about her. She was so vain.

They kept their relationship hidden until he brought up the issue at hand. He was sick of keeping it hidden, and she was sick of him being so nice, so she told him. "I hate it that you're so damn nice, Kyte." And he answered, "I hate it that you're so damn cynical, Jade."

In that month, he proposed to her without asking her father's permission. He wanted to, but she told him not to, that it would be a bad idea. Her family had the normal pureblood mindset, and he understood that. They got married about two months after they left Hogwarts.

ahh the joys of movies

so, i'm going to the movies tonight. saw V. it's just so much more awesome when it's a V instead of 5. it's pretty really great.

i gotta write for my new character, cause i wanna.

ahh the joys of computer cooperation

the computers aren't working, so we're being allowed to blog.
i gave out cookies, but i didn't save an extra for aleaha, so now she's distressed.
we need to make cupcakes, but we couldn't yesterday.
i didn't go to choir cause i'm still not feeling the best.

it's pretty really great.

not really.

i should also learn my lines, cause i don't know them yet.
HA.

ahh the joys of staying at home

didnt feel good today, so i didn't go to school.
i'm not supposed to be on the computer, but i am anyways.
i made scary kitty cookies that i have to distribute tomorrow at school.

bleh. my fingers aren't oriented to these keys. it's odd.

i don't like it that much.

ahh the joys of no heater

...
so.
i just wrote a post.
and it got deleted somehow.

and i don't feel like rewriting it.

so, i swear that i posted, cause jen saw it.

my day just got a little suckier.

ahh the joys of stomach aches

so, my stomach hurts.
i went to the rennesance faire, and i know that i spelled that wrong, but i'm too lazy to go check how it's actually spelled.... even though the button is right there.
i need to learn my lines for the play... that i needed to have learned.... by last week.
HA.

ahh the joys of dances

so, i just got outta the shower, and i'm waiting for my aunt to come and dye and do my hair.
i'm kinda excited for the dance, but i'm kinda sad. it's my last homecoming dance, and that upsets me... but i guess i'll just have to live.

urg. she's here.
another short post it is!

ahh the joys of no more braces

so, my braces have a date to come off at... nov 25th. I'm super happy and there's not much else to say.
pretty lame post right here if you ask me...
which you're not asking, but i thought i'd tell you anyways.

ahht the joys of glitter.

ok, so i thought that it would be cute to have my shirt be glittery...
not so cute now.
i am a walking glitter King Midas.
i touch something and it gets glittered. my backpack is glittered, which means that i will be glittery tomorrow too, cause it'll come back off then.
as i told my mom... i have more glitter than a drag queen in LA.

and it is true.


if you're not coming to the powderpuff game, you really should cause it is going to be a blood bath.
quite possibaly literly too.

ahh the joys of decisions.

so, i've decided that i am going to try out for NYU anyways. and i also decided that i am going to go all out and try out for musical theatre instead of just drama. i dont feel confident about it right now, but i'll be fine evenetually.
i need to get some monologues and an uptempo song.
grr.
also essays need to be written.

ahh the joys of luck

so. i won tickets to see a concert at laserdome.
i'm pretty really excited and i don't really wanna write anymore.
i wanna write for my boy character though. grr.

ahh the joys of pictures

i just noticed today...

you know when there are pictures of a group of people, and it's supposed to be like, 'good citizens' or 'helping out' or something like that where it's supposed to make an impact on your life but never does.... There is always someone in a wheelchair.
Take the GRADEs for an example. One girl was in a wheelchair when someone was supposed to be 'bending over backwards' to 'help them out'.
then i realized this is something like my mullett conversation. but it's utterly true, both are.

i can show you proof too.

ahh the joys of stress

so, I am more stressed out than I have ever been, and it's all just hitting me now. I feel like falling over and just giving up on like, everything, but i'll try to stick it out...
gotta do college stuff, homecoming stuff, play stuff and more stuff that i am too stressed to remember.

i hate it.

ahh the joys of college trips.

went to temple yesterday. I really liked it a lot, but that doesn't mean that the price is a good one... it isn't really in our range, but i don't care that much.
if need be, i'll go to uk for a few years or something... it's a bit away, but it's cheap.

ahh the joys of chairlift.

so, you know that new ipod nano commercial?
well i really liked the song, so i looked it up..

AND I AM IN LOVE.

it's so boppy and adorable and makes me want to sing it in a field of daisies.
it's that great.

but yeah, SATs were this morning, and we're not allowed to talk about the test at all. did they really think that we weren't going to talk to other people about it? HA. it wasn't as horrid as I thought it would be, which was nice. i hope i get a good score, cause i don't want to have to take it again.

yeah. we're making our powderpuff shirts, and mine's looking pretty great. I like it a lot. hopefully the boys'll look good too.

ahh the joys of a conundrum

no play practice today, which is pretty nice. but now i don't have anything to do. i wanna go to the movies, but none of my friends can go. i would also like to go to eat chinese, but i don't really wanna do anything.
it's quiet a conundrum.
i wanna go do something, and yet i don't wanna go either.

ew.
on a happier note, i've got a jersey for next week. (woot!) so i'll be decked out in school spirited schtuff.

woot.

ahh the joys of writer's block

so, i am writing for one of my older characters cause i wanted to fill in some gaps and i had a sam kind of mood. now, i can't think of things to write. i found pictures for the boy she's gonna meet sometime, but i haven't been able to get my mind back into the sam state of mind.
i could read my old stuff, but i don't really want to, cause that stuff isn't that good of writing cause it's from a while ago.

eh. it'll come to me soon.
...
hopefully.

ahh the joys of dissappointment.

so, county chorus auditions were today...
i didn't make it.

i didn't think i'd be as upset as i was, but i was really upset.
i went in and screwed up the parts that i knew the best, then i walked out and burst into tears. everyone said that i did so well and that i was sure to get in and all this stuff. i basically just cried on Paul's shoulder for a little, then regained composure.

then when we got the results i cried again. just a little harder than before... i feel bad about it, but i'm kinda happy that i'm not the only one that didn't make it. i'll try out for districts despite the mental trauma that this caused me...

it's pretty really not that great.

ahh the joys of county chorus

so i am freaking out like woah. i am scared about auditions tomorrow and i'm probably going to break down before i even go in.
cause with musical, i knew my music, so i wasn't worried about it at all, but with this i don't know my music perfectly, and it's freaking me out like woah.

i didn't finish my narry, so i am gonna finish it up... i'll do it on here... so we're gonna get like a paragraph of before so that i can tell what i'm doing.

~

She had seen this glimmer all her life, and she didn't need a mirror to know that she didn't inherit that glimmer from her parents.She was not afraid to challenge this glimmer with her own fire, despite the beatings she would get. She would hold her head high, speak her beliefs and then her cheek would get a smack from the back of one of her parents ringed hands, normally her father's. She wouldn't care about the smack, because she didn't like letting herself go unnoticed by her parents. She would avenge herself over her little brother, and she would tell her parents what she thought, all before jumping out of a tree and into the pond on the outer lines of their property.

She was not afraid of anything, and her parents knew that. She could tell that her mother admired that in her, though it was only seen at certain moments. Her mother did not pay much attention to her, but the green eyed Grey would catch her mother looking at her with sad eyes sometime.

Before the man and the lady had their first child, they were sure that it would be a son. They went to a seer, and a healer, and they even dared to go into a muggle hospital and get a 'sunnygraham' done to find out if they would be having the son they had always wanted. Sure enough, all said that it would be a boy. They picked the name and bought all monogramed everything. The first name, Casey, would come from the son's father and the middle name, Mason, would come from the mother's deceased brother.

ahh the joys of the internet

so, i got that inspiration that i needed, but i can't get onto xanga from this computer... so imma type it here and then transfer it tonight. that counts as a blog entry, doesn't it? cause this is gonna be me writing... hahaha.

~

Ever since it could be remembered, the Grey family had lived in the countryside on a large estate that had been hidden by trees. A large stone house that could be something out of a Jane Austen book sat on a perfectly green hill next to the ever so common cliff. It was the kind of cliff that the heroine would trip and sprain her ankle, setting up the save by the mysterious gentleman. The whole scene was a perfectly crafted love story, but the people inside the house were nothing close to an Austen book.The man and the lady of the house were almost never near each other, though there was the exception of meals. At meals, all would gather around the big oak table and eat together in a moment of peace. They would all disperse in peace and then go into their separate directions.The man had a gruff look about him, like he went bear hunting with only a knife and would come back with three of them. Despite this, he wore suits and ties at all times even though he rarely left his den. The lady held her chin high at all times, and she kept her posture, due to it being whipped into her. She floated across the floors of the house and smiled very rarely.The pair held their standards in their mind of what is acceptable and dishonorable, as did their son. He was treated like a king; given toys, food, money, and all the attention of his parents. It might seem to be because he matched the lovely pair, or it could be because he would be able to keep the Grey name going. It was known by only one person what the real reason was, though she'd never say it while inside those perfectly carved stone walls.It wasn't because he shared those perfect ringlets of auburn hair, nor those violet eyes. It was what was inside the eyes. It was that dull shimmer that would arise in the back of those chocolate eyes when the discussion of blood purity came about. She had seen this glimmer all her life, and she didn't need a mirror to know that she didn't inherit that glimmer from her parents.She was not afraid to challenge this glimmer with her own fire, despite the beatings she would get. She would hold her head high, speak her beliefs and then her cheek would get a smack from the back of one of her parents ringed hands, normally her father's. She wouldn't care about the smack, because she didn't like letting herself go unnoticed by her parents. She would avenge herself over her little brother, and she would tell her parents what she thought, all before jumping out of a tree and into the pond on the outer lines of their property.

ahh the joys of music

so, field trip today. it was AMAZING. spending a day making fun of people and actually knowing what you're doing for once in your life is really amazing. that and all the jokes and stupid stuff that happens really does make me happy.

i have to write for my one character, though i don't have the time or the oomph to find something. i'll write it in school tomorrow and then type it up this weekend.

yeah.

ahh the joys of study hall.

so, i was in study hall, but then i went to massers... but she wasn't there. it upset me greatly cause me and jen were acutally kinda homeless for a bit if you think about it.

it was an interesting day. nothing really happened too much, but that's alright. i went to see a movie, and it was pretty great. it was the women. and i found it kinda neat that there were no men in the movie at all, like not even the crowds.

ahh the joys of malls

so, yesterday i went to colonial park with chels and kristin. we looked for dresses and then shopped a bit. i didn't get anything cause i didn't have any cash i was willing to spend. so, we went to the movies. the two dollar movies! we saw hancock, which was kinda weird but kinda good.

then today ryan and i went to hershey park and i saw some of my friends. then kendra and i went to aero and i got the hoodie i wanted to get the day before.

yeah. really eventful.

ahh the joys of open windows.

so, since it's cold at night, my mom makes us keep the windows open so we can cut down on costs for the heating bills.
the windows stay open at night.
i am a mouth breather.
therefore, i now have this problem with my throat that i can not get rid of.

it itches and it hurts at like, the same time. i think i'm getting sick from it too cause i am all snotty and stuff which is not a very awesome thing. i'm kinda upset about it, but i'll just have to grin and bear it.

ahh the joys of sick days

so, yesterday i didn't go to school.
my stomach wasn't up to par for the day, so i didn't come.

i sat at home and watched tv and ate salsa and chips. it was an enjoyable day other than my mother yelling at me for 'losing' papers that she 'gave' to me. she did not give me any papers, and i think she is going crazy despite her being relativly young.

it's angering me greatly. especially the pain coming from my mouth. cause it's pretty bad at this very moment. i should be getting my braces off in about never. so that's awesome.

ahh the joys of class

so, mr. miller is talking right now, and i'm kinda listening. we have to be on the internet so that the wireless people can check the internet. we have a match today and tomorrow, and i don't want to go. i want to go home and sit and sleep, but i have to go to tennis. it's not going to be that fun of a day.

we had a fire drill. i sat on clouser's car and chelsea's too. it was pretty fun.

chelsea's birthday was yesterday and aleaha's is tomorrow. i got aleaha a book and i'm making her a bracelet.

it's pretty fun.
...
not really.

ahh the joys of nail polish

so, my nail polish is chipping and it's not making me happy. and even better for my luck is that it's a nail on my right hand, which means that i'll have to paint my nail with my left hand.
i am not left handed.
i can not paint nails with my left hand.
therefore I will have some problems with this next adventure.

ahh the joys of picture day

so, today's picture day, and i am getting out of class to hand out cards to people. I kinda wanna go to a few classes, but i don't really want to either. tonight i have a match and the football game. all i wanna do is sleep.

this entry reminds me of shapespeare.

the dog is mine, his name is Paul.
he likes bones and the flowers bloom in the fall.

one of those kind of things where the sentences have nothing to do with one another.

ahh the joys of extended homeroom

so, i have a half hour of freedom today, though it's nothing like recess. I wrote my essay last night and i'm having people look over it and correct it for me. i'm kinda a bit distraught that the first page is about recess, but i don't really mind. it kinda sets the mood a bit better and explains everything and covers up the fact that i don't remember the event too well.

i think i'll go back down to massers. it's cooler in there, like, temperature cool.

ahh the joys of lost bracelets

so, i have this bracelet. it's leather and white and it's currently missing. i don't know where it is, but i know that someone won't really want to steal it seeing as it has my name on it. it's not like anyone else has the same name as me or anything. if they are out there wearing it, they are lying. cause you can ask them what their name is, and they could say, 'dee-von' or 'day-van' or 'dee-van' and they'd be wrong. or they can say their name is 'dev-in' and then you ask them to spell it, which they most likely won't get right. if they do though, then you ask for ID.

when they're totally wrong, say, 'yeah, though so, now give me my bracelet back.'

if they say it's their boyfriend's name or something like that, just check the snap to see if it's partially black from... heck, i don't remember, but it's partially black, that's all i know.

kinda makes me mad that it's gone and i didn't realize it till now.

maybe it's in Barto's room... i'll check in a bit i guess.

ahh the joys of school pizza.

so, normally I don't ever touch the school pizza because I like to eat things not compareable to cardboard in taste, apperarance and everything else. Though I must say that the little round pizzas that they serve every blue moon do make me rather happy. they keep me away from the alternate which is almost always the day before's lunch.

though on wednesdays it's always that cardboard pizza and on thursday it normally is too, either that or you can get some mini pizza slices that are by then as hard as part of Stonehenge.

anyways, now i am chewing some gum thanks to the lovely invention of braces. because see, braces make my food stay on my teeth.
i don't have any toothbrush near.
therefore i chew gum though you're not supposed to.

it's simple, but did they really think that we're not going to chew gum? that we'll keep a toothbrush in our back pockets for those just in case moments? i think not.

i am a geek, but i am not that geeky.

ahh the joys of 'therefore'

so, my parents aren't home.
my room isn't clean.
therefore I am on the computer.

because,

if my room isn't clean,
my parents say i am not to be on the computer.
therefore, i shouldn't be on the computer.

ahh, but I am.


they probably wouldn't believe me if i told them that i had to blog for school, they'd think i was lying and order me to clean my room and ground me from the computer even if my room would be clean.
i suppose i should clean it sometime so i can work on my essaythingy.

dont want to.
but i have to.
therefore i will clean my room...


tomorrow.
;)

ahh the joys of blog making

so, i'm sitting here with aleaha, helping her make her blog for class, and we can not for the life of us figure out a creative blog name or url. i am feeling pretty lazy and totally not using the shift key. wow, this music that's playing is really not good at all. i dont want to go to tennis, mainly cause i don't play that much anyways. bleh.

i'll write more later.

ahh the joys of my phone

At this very moment, I am rather excited that my phone is also an mp3 player that plays out loud. I don't really like listening to the symphony of the pub computers idle hums.

I still am having problems with this essay. I finally decided on an event, but it's probably not going to be a good enough one. I have lots of moments, but they're kind of vague and not as fun as you think. That and if I would write about my stitches, that would lead me to talking about other things. Same goes for my mouth surgery, cause that wasn't a moment, that was about two weeks worth of time. I could write about that very easily, but that's not the assignment. Also, I don't know if what I write is going to be what he wants, cause I write a little bit differently, and I'm afraid of being critiqued. I don't normally do first person things about me, they're normally in character or third person. First person is not my favorite, but it's almost the only thing that I can do at the moment.

Did you know that the school's food is gross?
Did you know that I feel like barfing due to the nasty burgers with the disgusting cheese and rock rolls?

yeah, cause I do.

ahh the joys of the weekend.

well, my computer is temporarily working, though it probably will break in a few days which'll make me super happy. I'm not supposed to be on here at the moment, but oh freaking well. my parents are asleep, and they'll never know.

so. football game was... interesting. well, the game wasn't, the game was a football game which is guys in protective gear getting a chance to grab each other and not be called gay. wait, that's wrestling. my bad. anyways, it was more of the conversations (that shouldn't be plural actually, but for the element of surprise I'll leave it that way) that made the game... interesting. i won't delve, cause no one'll read this anyways, and i don't need teachers knowing all about my problems (no offence, you're awesome and all, but i know you don't actually want to know).

i am going to the olive garden tomorrow... well, today. and then tomorrow I'll be going to church, which if you know me it would make your eyes pop out of your head and you'd laugh. Jesus and I aren't exactly homies, so church and I aren't well acquainted anymore either. I'm happy that my parents don't force me to go, but i know that it'll be appreciated by my friend that I go Sunday...

Monday then, I'll be Reese's Peanut Butter Cup at the front of Hershey Park from 1015 till 445. aka, alone in a room for a half hour at a time and hugging children that I don't know. hopefully i wont get groped or have a big black lady's boob on my arm, cause that actually happens a lot.

blah.

my bed is calling me, though my phone is still getting texts...

ahh the fun I'll have sorting things in my mind.

i wish myself luck.


D:

ahh the joys of hair.

So.
I have made an observation today.

Have you ever noticed that a lot of mentally handicapped kids have really bad hair. It's bad enough that people make fun of them for something that they can't help. But ontop of their mental disability, they have a mullet attepting to cover it up.

Can't they just have a half decent haircut? Then they wouldn't get made fun of for that too. The least that could happen is a little less mullets in the world. If they can't make the hair look good shorter, just let it grow out, but without the whole, business in the front, party in the back.

Someone said that they probably have bad hair because they can't sit still long enough to get something done. But see, you could have a challenge on Shear Genius where they have to cut a mentally handicapped kids hair. That'd be a good challenge for them.

Then we could see if Charlie could manage.

More on this later.

ahh the joys of school.

So it took me a bit of time to figure out what to name this thing, but then I kinda remembered this one time when I was really young and my dad decided to put that theme song thing from Mister Rogers Neighborhood in the background of him talking for our answering machine. So I decided on being creative instead of putting my name with a number for this stuff.

ok, so normally when i write online I don't use the shift key unless I am writing like, a narrative or something, so I'm sorry if i don't use it that often or switch back and forth between using the shift key or not.

cute shoes = hurting toes. It makes me pretty mad that sute shoes always has to make your toes hurt like a son of a motherless billy goat. then you have to be a pansy and change your shoes halfway through the day and get dirty looks as you walk through the halls barefoot carrying your shoes. people tend to look at you kinda funny when you're barefoot in the halls, especially if they're kids that don't know you and think that you're just some freakish senior.

me = not a freakish senior.

...


or at least that freakish.




.:EDIT:.
So, procrastingating is pretty fun, and doing what you're not supposed to be doing is even better. i won't mention any names, but i actually like it when both eyes are on you, not one eye on you and the other drifting to the door. it's just a tad bit distracting.

i hate it when you want to write, but you can't think of what to put down. you can fell your fingers yearning to hit the keys and click away, putting words together to make your thoughts whole, but your brain just won't settle on one thing to put down. so when you can't figure out what to put down, then you just start to rant and rave like a lunatic.

and then class is over.

ahh the joys...

expect another edit sometime probably.