DUDE ITS 2005!

Now before we get started here is the link to the stie in which I got the graphics, just so I don't get sued http://webclipart.about.com/od/holiday/l/blny12.htm

MAN ITS THE NEW YEAR!!!! 2004 is no more! Just one bitter sweet beautiful sometimes magical awfly memory.!!!!

All and all goo

d year, perhaps one of the best. We can only hope 2005 is so good. But hey if its not only 365 more days right?

So out with 2004 in with 2005. Its really quite funny if you think about it. I mean what makes this new years so special? Isn't every day kinda like a new year? Its a year from that date last year isn't it? This is why I think it wouldn't be to much to ask to stay up every night with your family eating unimaginable amounts of junk food! And we'd have confetti! Can't forget the confetti!

 

   It's really rather selfish of me but I think this has been one of the best years of my life. It makes me feel a bit guilty *okay more then a bit* saying that considering so many are suffering from all of that other crap. Now that I have sufficiently depressed you, lets get on to my *somewhat* rose colored life!

 

   So really I think I've had the most fun this year due to one simple fact, I've had friends. It really does make a difference kids. You do need them no matter how gosh darn stubborn you may be. If you didn't have any friends who would you play produce catch with during Algebra? Yep the wall, walls don't catch well..... produce goes SPLAT. you get my point. If not go away, your not welcome.

 

This time next year however it could very possibly be an entirely different case. For instance I could be in the witness protection program. Or it could be the fact I'll be facing high school. So I will put on my happy face and wear it proudly for I am used to making annoyingly pleasant conversation. Due in part to the many fancy dinners I've been dragged to

 

Fun fact about yesterday. I went around telling everyone this was the last time we'd be doing it in 2004. Such as...."I got 4pairs of pants on the last day of 2004" or "I was up 18hrs on the last day of 2004" I pretty much drove everyone else. But hey! It's not like you can say that everyday you know!

 

Sense it seems Jon decided he didn't want to tell us his New Years Resolution, I thought I'd put up what I plan to fail miserable at.

 

Drum roll please *bangs pencil on desk* Ladies and Gents. For the 5th year now Virginia *me* shall stop biting her fingernails

 

Truly an admirable goal

 

NEW YEARS EVE, ungoldy amounts of junk food, memories.

Last day for 2004 yo! So I'm kinda depressed but in the great and wise words of Jon I'll "Get over it" Truly amazing. The ancestors wathced Sherk, funny story goes along with that, its really a shame I'm far to lazy to tell you, but the night is young, maybe latter.

 

Well its latter, but don't get you hopes up for that story. Basicly it just consists of my mothre chasing a car down the street trying to get the "Sherk" video tape...I donno, seemed like a good idea at the time I guess. Uh I'll mostlikly do memories and what not tomarow. Though I may be suffereing from a junkfood hangover. My bets are on the latar. Perhaps the next time I'll talke to you will be next year.

Hunger.

It really was surprising when that I heard that voice. I mean its not often you call a bank and the lady on the other end goes "Welcome to the adult hot line, you must be 18 or older...." Anyone else think something’s wrong? Apparently the numbers like 1 digit off, one little number provided me with half an hour of hysterical laughter. It was on speaker phone, which is why I was dialing, apparently the old people don't know how to use speaker phone, and for the longest time they all looked shocked. It was about this time my mom realized what was going on and starts yelling "TURN IT OFF TURN IT OFF" My grandfather just goes "Whats an adult party line?" Now this is rather dumb considering apparently I'm the only one who knows how to work the phone and the only reason she wants it off is to stop me from hearing. Too late I'm so far gone I can't breath I'm laughing so hard.

 

When you get up at 11 its too late for breakfast and too early for lunch so the only answer is to wait. WAIT SUCKS EGGS! Needless to say I'm loosing ground and I'm not to sure I can make it to the spaghetti that awaits me.Yum....that tic-tack is looking mighty tasty.....

Sweet anticipation

While I wait for 12 o'clock to come around and my mom to sweep me off to basketball practice where I shall be craticquited *I REALLY don't know how to spell that* and humileated in fron of the team I thought I'd mention a little of what happened yesterday.

Actually rectrospect, litte happened yesterday, it manly consisted for a exciting lunch with the Ancestors, and we know how roughty those can get sometimes. My Aunt L seemed to be making up randome facts on the spot and my other Aunt tried to "discretly" say something to my grandfather by doing that anyoing thing where you place an objecet infront of your face so others can't tell what your saying. Only she didn't discretly do it. Nope she pulled out a napkind, held it with both hands, and proceeded to tell my grandfather something of great inportance I'm sure. Although with Carolin nothing is ever of great inportance. What makes is sweet is I don't think Grandfather knew what she was saying either. So all the carefully disrectness she used was all for not.

The rest of my day was spent trying to beat the boss on my newest obession. Tales of Symphonia. Its really a good game but I can't beat the bosses. I did however get past him around 11 and I thought that was a good place to stop so I had and exciting convo with Kristi and Rachel about the Kebler Elves, and about potatoes, potatoes were an imporatant part of the conversation. So now that I've sufficently boerd you I must go run while being yelled at for that is the pure essence which is Middle School Basketball.

Until nest time,

Just for the record.

First I would like to state I have tried on numerouse occasions to delete the previouse entry, it won't let me however so I suppose I should print a retraction.... At the time I was angry and while I was not angy with out just cause *just cause is where you have a reason. Just in case you didn't know* I didn't need to act that way. I SHOULD of looked into it from Rachels point of view and tried to see what she ment. That would have been the responsible thing to do.

Well ya know what? I'm flippin tired of being responsible. I havn't allways been like this you know. I'm not saying I'm a goodie tooshoes now but how many times have people done crap to me and I've just let it go, given them anyother chance, gotten past all this drama stuf? Well folks there was a time long long ageo when I woulnd't back down from a fight, when I would argue when I knew I was right, when I wouldn't let anyone slide. Yeah that was probably the most misrable time in my life. That was the time I'd get suspended, that was the time I'd come home with no friends, that was the time I'd hide at school to avoid people. I don't want to go back to that.

So here I am doing the responsible thing yet again and its not half bad. How many times have I told Kristi to just forget about it when someone does something wrong to her? I know they were wrong, she knows they were wrong, the only person not informed is the wrong doier. Sometimes Kristi listens, sometimes she dosn't, but I tell her that becasue so what? So what if you loose the argument? You still have your friend, you still have the satisfaction of knowing you were right and if the other person lets igrnorance get in their way its really too bad.

So I had this all planned out but Laura's little sis keeps talking to me so I've forgotten. We had basketball practice today. I really stunk, I got a few interceptions but other then that it wasn't a pretty sight. Someone stepped on my toe and it started bleeding threw my sock so now I'm down a sock. For that matter I also lost another earing. I'm really bad at keeping things inorder.

What else........I stayed up until 2 last night talking to Jon about how tired we were going to be the next morning. This perhaps isn't the best thing to do before basketball practice but it wasn't to bad for me seeingas I didn't have to get up until 10. Jonny however had a 9 o'clock practice so that means getting up 8 which isn't a lot of sleep.

Well I've nothing else to sayor I've forgotten what I was going to say and Holly I know you want me to post.......So..........POST.

 

There it is ^ right there.

 

Christmas!!!

Exelent day went perfectly more later, Rachel certenly surprised me today, this meaning she was a jackass, guess people really do change over the holidays.

Christmas Eve

I saw Grandmother today in the nursing home. I really do think shes better off there, its just weird. I sat in the room while she laied on top of the bed, the comforter was covered in carnations, or tulips, I don't know I've never been good with flowers. The sun was so bright you didn't need to turn any lights on. The place smelled surpriseingly good. I thought nursing homes were supposed to be groose but from what I saw of this place they were great.

Sure the smell was way to strong and you could tell it had come out of about 12air freshiner cans to cover some less pleasent smells, but it was nice. The room wasn't very big but its not like she can move around it. I made a joke and told her she was the center of activity, this is becasue shes next to the physical theropy room and accross from the dinning hall. She has a view of the cortyard and she said about 40times how much she enjoyed watching the snow. I just feel bad for grandfather tonight, going to bed by himself knowing he left his wife somewear else on Christmas.

Its also kinda neat to think about the people working there. I mean they have to stay there over Christmas to right? So tonight I shall think about the people sacraficing any chance at fun to be with my grandmother who dosn't even know its Christmas.

Grandfather has become extremly emotional. Also rather obsessive, but who can blame him? So we try to look past the fact he crys sometimes when he talks, or that everyonce and awhile he spaces out. Thats when you know he's remembering something, you also know that cry time isn't far behind.

So thats my sad little bit, actually I was going to write this little depressing story I thought of...but that wouldn't do on Christmas would it? I thought not. Dad has it out for Christmas specials so we went to the video store and got just about everything that dosn't involve raindeer, Santa, Christmas, or snow. Surprisingly enough we managed to get 4. I will not list them in fear of boring you but Kristi, we got the Termenal.

I remember what I was doing last year on Christmas Eve. Mom had FINALLY come home from the hospital, Grandfather was still staying with Grandmother, I think I may of been sick... but I remember I was on the internet, talking to some girl from Flordia on WhyVille. I also played with the NORDAR tracks Santa thing. Yeah I know I'm a bit old for Santa but its so much fun to get back in to believing.

Thats pretty much it. I hope you all have a holly jolly Christmas, Oh and Derek, I don't want to embarris you but I'm going ot anyway. What you said was really sweat.

Absolutly nothing

Absolutly nothing, thats what I tell people when they ask what I'm doing. Thats what I've been doing all day. Its really sucked. I've been alone all day with no one to talk to and nothing to do. I tried shoveling the drive way but I got tired. Jon and I have reached standstill. None of us can come up with anything to talk about, its not good. Not good at all. I wish I had someone to play with. I sound like a little kid but I'm so lonley.

They found enternal bleeding so Grandmother was supposed to be having sugery about now. However I guess they decided against that so they are moving her into a nursing home. They were supposed to do that at 2, mom called at 3 and said she wasn't there yet. So yep. Thats were that whole sisutation is.

MERRY EVE OF CHRISTMAS EVE!

 

Chirtmas, finals, hidden emotions, and other things that come this time of season.

Okay so heres the deal. First! That was a REALLY BAD interducry sentance. Deal with it. Second, Finals are finally over!!! *does happy dance* Third, Krisit is upset, Forth, I don't now why.

So finals came and went once again, didn't to too horindisly terrible, well except for spanish. I faild it. However I still have an A in that class and I did try, I really did, so I'm not too bummed. Mom has been really busy what with Christmas, which she usually stressses about WAY TO MUCH, and grandfather who she really wants to help right now. Tomarow they are putting Grandmother into the nursing home so moms taking the day off to be with Grandfather. I don't know how hes going to handel that, Its going to be so much easier for us, so much harder for him emotionally.

I don't think its hit me yet on how weird this is going to be. Leaving my grandmother somewear and having my grandfather stay somewear eles, he's going to get so bored during the day, I don't know if he can do it.....

Now on to this bussness of Kristi felling sad. Theres a few thing I would like to say about it, but I won't because I havn't directly talked to her and I'd rather avoid this teenage masacure thing were so famous for. However I do feel bad that she feels left out though I really wish she would talk to me about it rather then just avoiding the sisuation. Thats about all I'm going to say for the time being.

So for all who read this, I'm sorry its so boring, but I really must refrain from speaking of the inner most details of my mind in risk of hurting feelings, maybe you should just wait for the book.

My mom rambels when she gets stressed. We just listen to her thinking SHUT UP yet only thinking, because we know she thinks we enjoy hearing about the same thing, over and over. Drives me crazy, I"m not patience I hate it. I don't know why, shes not doing anything wrong, but I'm so sick of hearing about "the bed shes in"  Thats ALL I HEAR ABOUT!

Almost forgot! THANK YOU SO MUCH KASSEY AND KRISTI FOR THE AWESOME PRESENTS!

that is all

stuff

I'm bored, I've done nothing, all weekened, they put grandmother in the hospital, close to death, just great.

FRIDAY BABY ALL THE WAY, late nights, early moringins, basketball

 So I'm up last night vegeresly studding...or uh interneting..... anyhoo, I was up WAY too late and up WAY to early for the student council meeting in which I ended up missing while ACTUALLY TRYING to take a test! Now come on! Actually making an effort herer towards school and what does Mrs. S say? "I'm busy doing nothing come back later and take it durning class so you can become even more behind while we are so close to finals"

So maybe thats not a direct qoute..... but it pretty much sums it up. So I'm like "screw this". Why the hell should I work incredibly hard just to have a overly sarcastic teacher crush my hopes and dreams? Then began my surch for my planner which I ended up leaving in Science, so it really wasn't the best surch seeing as we knew were it was, sorta.... Ah well we had a fiesta in Spanish. More like a caffeen party... I don't know about the others but I had fun, however there was some suspicious looking cheese, I ate it anyway.

Something was really wrong durning P.E. I was a little, how do you say.. off? Snyder said I was having a "special day" but I think it was the 4 Dr. Peppers I had. Anyhoo I got great enjoyment from walking in front of a line of people like an army comander. It makes you feel like you have power, really it does, try it! You'll like it I'm tellin ya. Okay so I tried to get into the game, I really did, only they played crappy music so I had to have a little "chat" with the girl next to the stero....She just looked at me with thoes big, dark, scary, eyes. Eyes that seem as though they can chill your spine, take your soal by sucking it threw your nowstral. You know what I'm talking about? Needless to say, I gave up and stated an complate to Snyder about this. I'm sure it will be duely noted.

Remember that cheese from Spansih? I didn't either until it started reminding me in the form of one hell of a stumic ach. I was really close to going home and just dieing. Then I thought about the dance and the social studies test that I DID eveuntially have to make up and made it threw science. It's weird but I usually get sick after P.E, in English, misrabul threw Science, then mystereously get better before Social Studies.

Its test taking time!!!! First however she must take time to publicy humilate a student, but pooly moking them in a viciouse and horendus manner. Then, and ONLY then, is it truly a social studies class with Mrs. S. Apparently having your book open while your on the computer talking to friends isn't the best studdying stratigy seeing as I got a B-, but what ever I don't flippin care by this point. IT'S OVER! The test from hell is over! In my heart I'm doing a little happy dance.

Pizza with the pricipal was canceld so I didn't even need to make an attempt to skip it. How considerate of them. We got a nice little surprise when Joey sat with us. Really strange considering I've changed my entire point of view on him in the past 2 weeks. I can't figure out if its me or if its him doing the changing. Other then making a cracker model of the Alamo in our soup, luch was rather uneventful.

So lets skip to the dance shall we? Well we are weather you like it or not. I was seperated from the gang while trying to get in to the frekin gym, but once in it was great. Okay well not great but its better then being in the middle of really smelly people. Barren, a 7th grader who rides my buss came up to me and started talking, asking me if I would dance. People this is the pivitol of dork right here in frong of me. I don't really know this kid but I felt bad about hurting  his feelings so I told him to find me when a slow song came on. Only thing is Leonta' showed up and made the poor kid come up and I freaked and kinda sorta didn't dance with him. Now I feel bad about it, its just one dance, I could have done it.

Jon droped kicked Jimi, oh my how Jimi flew accross that floor. Truly amazing. We did have a slight incident with Joey's elf hat.... Seems they don't soe those little bells on as wel as they used to.... and hitting the hat against Jon isn't in the warenty.... So off pops the bell! Jimi and I have a standing joke he will eat anything...he walks up behind me with the bell and says "You said I'd eat anything" and pops it into his mouth! Needless to say I told Joey his bell had been consumed by an dead man. He took it well, okay he took it well from what I could tell while I was running in the other direction....

Oh yes I allmost forgot! I jumped into a uh well "Black Dance" and started "Gettin my grove on!" Needless to say I recieved a few cold stares but Chrolessa turned around and goes "Go Virginia!" Pretty soon I had my own little chant...

If only they knew I was making fun of them.........

So until next time.

Peace, Love, Punk Rock

 

The surch for El Bereto

El Bereto, famouse amoungest the food courts, hidden in a secret location for only a lucky few every get to gase their eyes upon it. A lucky few who know how to read the map that is. Apparently Kristi and I are not amonst thoese few.

So you might wonder what the above ^ means. It involves choir, stupid blonds, and bad mexican food. Every wear we looked we saw signs saying El Bereto, and come on, how can you NOT go check out a place called El Bereto? I mean the name is just so gosh darn cool. So Kristi and I went in surch of this place, Now we thought we had fallowed the map correctly, we saw the sign, a rather big sign, yet no El Bereto could be seen. So we momentarly gave up and got pizza.

Our luck changed however and it involved a little place known as Just Cookies. Actually they sell slushies....so I guess it's not Just Cookies....Anyhoo We were searching for this place of cookies that a good friend had told us about. This caused us to check the map. Whats this? El Bereto is on the second floor! Quickly we must find this magical place! First however, we need the cookie with chocklet chips!

Cookie acomplished! We cross the road to El Bereto and were shocked! It was truly amazing. The gressy grills, the nasty hair nets, it was turly beautiful.

We had our fun, found El Bereto, and yet anouther successful choir field trip had been completed. Now I only had to go to Science Olympaid, retake a test, and basketball practice! No prob, piece of cake.

Basicly all we got done in Science was relizing Jimi uses mass amounts of duck tape when under pressur,and I need to learn to play the flute, fast, I can play G! I know, impressive. So in about 10mins I'm off to B-Ball where I shall work my tail off so I can be publicly ridiculed when games begin. 

Grandmother is no longer able to take her own pills, there selling the house, I think there trying to figure our a way to strap her to a wheel chair. Heh that sounds harsh but its no good if she falls out of her wheelchair, I don't know how thats possible but she manages it. Tomarow I have a student council meeting, DO NOT have pizza with the principal *thank God* A dance, and hopefully I can make up this darn test.

Don't know when I'll get to that, probably the same time I get around to saving the world....Hows a week from Tuesday sound?

 

Avioding your shower, big points, close game, and other things I did today

I spent 13hrs at school today, yet a missed 4 classes. How does this add up you ask? It involves a little something called the school play, 2 basketball games, 1 basketball practice and kickflipping lunch trays.

So we've been prepairing for the play for sometime now, especially for the middle school one. It's one thing when you do it for your parents, but it's an entirly different matter when its for your peers, the people who can mock you every day of your adolesent minds. So I get up thismorning, get dressed, look at my socks, they don't match, one actually has a whole were the big toe should be but I do'nt worry about it, it goes with the hillbilly theme.

I get to school, find Jimi and we begin our look for Mrs. R who never seems to be where we need her to be. Rachel comes running down the hall muttering something about Kristi missing the buss. This, in case you didn't know, is bad. Very bad. Jimi and I get to the music room to find Rachel calling Kristi from the phone, I grab the phone and yell at her for missing the buss and to get her butt to school. I think it did the trick. Kristi arrived a little before the play started, not that it could have started with out her or anything but I think you get my point. If you don't your and ediot and should go hit your head on something, something hard, prefreble sharp.

All's going fine and dandy then we get to the death scean. We were having problems with this scean earlier, but I thoght we had it down. Guess I was wrong. Joey does his little part then....silence.... Kristi is wispering "Misrabul old varment" over and over again as a cue to me, only I had allready said that, I KNEW that wasn't the line, however the wispering got louder so I went along with it. Silence....well DUH, I most likly confused them even more, now Kasey really dosn't know whos line it is. Jimi jumps in with an "STOP PRESSING THE PAUSE BUTTON" which buys us some time. I don't know how but we figured it out and the show went on.

WE carried over the stuff during some of 2nd period, but I still had to go to Spanish which wasn't so great though I suppose I can't do much about that.  We had to run in P.E and when I say run, I mean run. 35 laps was an A, 20 was a D-. I got 30 and had to work for it. Then we played basketball which is great because the teams are SO uneven and Dustin guards me and has the hardest time figuring out why I'm touching him....its called Defence.

Allrighty then, somehow I managed to get out of Science and get the answer key....I'm not sure if that was the intent of the teacher..... back to the getting out part. I was off to 6th grade lunch to get pizza so I could eat BEFORE the second performance. All the 6th graders thought we were in ABC...let them think what they want. So we ate the pizza, enjoyed our chips and headed back to the cafeteria. Suddenly Jimi has an ipeffeny *for thoes of you who do not know. that means sudden idea* Why carry the lunch trays back to the caffetria when you can ride them? Thus the boys "rode" the trays back to the caffetera, mostlikly making them unusable for the 7th graders, but there jerks anyway.

I think the last perforance was the best, though nothing really intersting happend other then I stepped on a lamp, and Jimi went right up to the super attendent and asked about the conterversial issue of us getting jipped out of your rightfully earned snowdays. Anyhoo this little detour got me out of Social Studies, I have a test in Social studies.....more on that later.

Skipping the rest of my uneventfull day lets get to art. For some unbenonced reason the sub felt she could "open" up to me. Her version on "open" is to tell me about her dog, who has flees, and a homeless person she picked up once... Great. Oh well could be worse. So the final bells rings and I'm off to meet Laura so we can go to the game. However first I have a date with an answer key.

So we go to the Science room and I get the answer key because I'm pretty sure thats what Mrs. H told me to do...However something is telling me thats NOT what she ment... I'm trying to copy it on my test *just a study guid people* and Laura is keeping watch. Mrs. H walks in and Laura grabs the key and throws it away! LAURA IS NOT GOOD AT THESE SITSUATIONS! Mrs.H eventually leaves and Laura gets it OUT of the trash and I continue coping it.

7th grade plays first so we had some time to kill. However somehow it worked out so we could sit next to the team and talk to Jimi and Jon the entire time. This was freekin great however I don't really remember anything particlurly shocking.... 7th grade won and our guys got out there. Great game to watch, Jon got 10, don't know what other people got... we still lost however but it was great cheering.

So the games over and I still have basketball practice! Yeppie! Oh well it wasn't to bad and now I'm home, not studying, and mostlikly smelling seeing as I havn't showerd....So now I will get off and study for I have a chior field trip and I miss the tests for all of these blasted classes.

*I hate chior*

 

Why on earth would I just edit the other entry when I can make a new one?

Okay so just some things happening right now. Scott Petterson got the death penelty, I have 2 plays tomarow and a basketball game, Fridays the dance, I lied to my Grandfather, oh and my Grandmothers dieing!

So I guess I shouldn't be joking around with the last part but I suppose I deal with things in sick and twisted ways. I want to say it's not worth taking care of her, that its too much work and she dosn't remember who we ever are so it shouldn't matter weather or not she stays at home, but I can't. I can't because I KNOW she took care of me when I was sick, when I was a brat, and I don't think she ever complanied, at least not to my face. I can't because I don't have to live with her, I don't get less then 2hrs of sleep everynight like my Grandfather does because he has to get up and go to the bathroom with her, I don't have to stay at home all the time, not even being able to go grocery shopping, allways alone and traped yet allways knowing he's stuck, that is he's stuck until shes gone, and I'm not sure how he feels about that. In a way it would be easier, for him I mean, yet I don't know how he feels, for me it's like shes been gone for so long allready, having no body wouldn't make a difference, though I'm sure it will take him more time to let go, and even then, things will be weird.

Then there's the house, I need to explane there house. My grandparents live a little outside of town, about a 15min drive. They live on a hill with only one elderly nieghbor next to them, I suppose theres about 30acres of land, and many more acres of wood surounding their house. They have ponds and the wildcat going right by the house and its extremly pretty. I grew up there when I was little *well DUH if I was growing up I was little...* Both my parents worked so they were like a day care system. If she dies, he won't keep the house, and as unhumain as this sounds, thats one of my biggest worries. Yes the house, not my grandmother. This would be differen't if she still was my grandmother, but shes not, I don't know what she is.

So this play bussness. First period I have a performance for the 8th grade, then one for the Add Building's Christmas party at 12, this includes pizza so its worth it. Going to see he boys looks horribly at basketball afterschool, then go to my own specail practice! Fun Fun arn't you jealouse? I know I would be if I was you. Yep. Your jealous. I can feel it.

Absolutly nothing

The last few days have been dull, not from lack of activities just from lack of...well I don't really know what. It kinda snowed today so that was cool. *no pun intended* I've been rather busy and I feel guilty because I THINK I signed up to wrap gifts, however I didn't recieve any information so I don't have the credentals. Uh.....I can't remember what I was going to type, sry for the really bad update.

gur

brain....hurts....head..........exploding........................brain going everywear..

36hrs, 3hrs of sleep, busy 2days, monkey in someones pants...

So looking back on it things went pretty well. Sure I allmost died a few times but I'm sure that happens more then we all know. I just wish people had gotten their schudels together so perhaps I would have figured out a better plan. What on earth am I talking about you ask? and what does it have to do with a monkey? Well that is what I shall explane, however the monkey part is still a little gray...

For about three days I knew my fridiay and Saturday schudel would be a full one, but as grew nearer it became rediculis. This is how it read Wendsday of last week. 7:30 tryouts, from there strait to lock in, from lock in strait to home to shower fro symphoney.

Now thats not too bad in its self but it got worse. As things kept being added and removed Thursdays read something like this, Drama, Tryouts, Lock in, ending at 8, then symphoney, dinner, home.

Now Friday came along, the day I had been waiting for. Guess what? They added bell rining to that schudel but it was quickly taken off. You must relize at lock-ins it is very rare and unusual if anyone gets any sleep, so thats 12hrs with out sleep right there. So the FINAL schudel went something like this.

Drama after school until 4. Not bad but people wern't paying very much attenchion and I don't think we acomplished much. Tryouts at 6 until 7:30. This was the day we found out who made the team and who didn't. It was also the first day inwhich I relized I might not make it. Sure the possiblity had been in my mind before but I allways thought I had a pretty good shot. Only thing was I sucked yesterday. I wasn't completly awfel but it was not how you wanted to look while Coach is making his final cut. The plan was he would wait in the hallway and we would go out 1 by 1 to talk to him where he would tell us in private weather or not we made the team. Reana' and others blocked the exit making it impossible for Laura and I to get threw utnil about last, which was terrifying. This is because it seemed allmost everyone came it saying they were on the team. This is a 14person team with 22 people trying out, and when your last, havn't been keeping track of howmany people made the cut and your begining to think that he can't possibly keep anymore people on the team... Your getting mixed signals because youthought your self and a few others were some of the best players, yet your last to go out and 1 of you can't stay. Laura went out came back smileing, she was so happy she made it. Terra went out, didn't come back in, this was extremly confusing as I had thought she was one of the best players and she had to have made the team. I went out second to last. NOT A GOOD PLACE TO BE. Though it worked out for me, apparently Kevin isn't very good at dramatic speaches as the first words he said was "Your on the team" I was greatly relived though I"m not sure I showed it. I was still very scared on what Holly would do if she didn't make it and I was pretty sure I was the last spot. However God must have had something to do with it when she to made the team. All happy we were until Coach informed us that we had a 9a.m practice the fallowing morning. Great.

So lets recap my current schudel that I had been on. School until 4 when drama got out, tryouts from 6-7:30, Lock-In at 8 until 8 the next morning, NO SLEEP, basketball practice at 9 until 11, symphony at 12 until 4 then dinner at 5:30 unitl 7 when we arrived home.

Laura's dad took us from practice to my house where I changed cloths, picked up cookies for the Lock-In and told my parents about basketball. They had a 30ft. obsitcle corse we could go threw that we played on for about 2hrs. Then we played rummy and pingpong unril about midnight, stopping ocasionaly for caffeen and junkfood. Midnight until 1 was a little speach thingy done by they youth minister and you know what? I actually injoyed it. Then we played put-put were we did misrable and decieded to burn the score cards so noone would ever know how bad we were. From 2 until about 2:45 we watched a movie while others played man-hunt. We decided we did need at least an hour of sleep so we went to the girls sleeping room where I sat in a chair which I didn't fit in, then a couch that was too small, all the while people running in looking for people who were still playing man-hunt. Got up around 5 only to find 2 people sitting on the main floor who had given up, and 2 others STILL looking for Seth who had been in hiding the ENTIRE time we had been sleeping. Around 5:30 he was found under a Piano, 7 was breakfest, pancakes and orange juice , yum. I lost 12hrs of sleep, and won a new C.D. All in all I'd say the lock in was a success.

Went home, changed cloths once again then was off to practice. In concrast to tryouts the nightbefore I did rather well. I set the practice record for a few drills and only managed a "minor" conflect with Renea'. I don't TRY to make her angry, but it's not my fault if shes an uptight jerk. I was afterall, only running on 3hrs of sleep and some orange juice which was threathening to come up. Were doing the outlet drill which actually envolves and outlet person, it is SO not cool to get the ball only to find out your ditzy outlet girl "Renea'" isn't there. So I yelled for her attenchion, I would of yelled no matter who it was, it's not anytihng personal, no disrepect or anything but she took it the wrong way "YOU WHO YELLING AT?" Well I was told to tell the truth so I just screamd "You!" and threw the pass. I wish I could experence the joy in sayingi that again, I was the hero of the shirmpey white girls for a full minunet! What an honor.... HOwever before I could accept an award Mom came and it was off to shower! Before we left it was known we have practice Monday at 6, which is the same time as chior....but thats another story.

A quick shower and a McDonalds happy meal later I was in the car headed to Indianapolis. All the way down they talked about my grandmother, how shes dieing, how expensive it is to keep the inhome care lady there, how and when Grandfather should sell the house. Basicly it was 2hrs of the same stuff they talk about EVERY time I see them together. I don't know if this is helps them but it really bugs me. I hear about all this stuff everday, yet the one day we can have something else to talk about its all that comes out of their mouths. I really want to yell shut up but insted I just listen to Hawk Nelson and try my best to tune it out.

Get the circle center watch the show which included danceing hookers and snowflakes *no offance to hookers or snowflakes* It was really good and I certnely enjoyed it other then the fact this anyoing little girl sang along to EVERY WAKIN SONG. She was just being a little kid though and you could tell she really liked it.

From there it was dinner were I ate so much chicken I thought my head would explode and had some of the best mash potatoes I had ever had in my life. It's one of thoese places they just bring the table food and soup and appitizers and dessert, you don't order they just bring. So I ate and ate and ate, then I slept on the way home and promptly went to bed for 14hrs where I am writing this now.

Kristi called and asked if I had made the team when I was asleep, that was very thoughtful. Jon left a message saying something about the monkey in his pants crys out to the malanchiolgy *its a comic* and that he pittied my busy soal. However I am free until 3 when I have a youth lunch with MY youthgroup and Monday I have Drama, chior, and practice. But you only live once right?

 

I'm such a procrastenator

You may wonder why my font is so much bigger then it usually is, you may not be wondering for that matter... Well its so it's easier to read. Personally I enjoyed the smaller text but I've noticed popular jernoals have lots of spaces and large text.

So theres the space, and now its on to the rest of the day. But first this short note from our sponsers.

SUPID SUB EDIOT TEACHER COUNTED ME TARTY!!!!

Thank you.

Okay so shall I rant on and on with absolutly no sentice structure and poor spelling and grammer? Well I do that anyway so lets just begin shall we?

I enjoyed watching all the girls who tried out for the basketball team limp around all day. I limped on the inside as to show NO weekness to my compatation. We can only hope I'm alive tomarow. I basicly didn't spend more then 10mins in choir seeing as I cleverly hid behind the balloons that represented crainberries while they were going to the gym... I don't call it skipping, I call it tatical training from somesort of stelth setting in the army.

I descoverd I can be a rather good tour guid when I showed to little girls to the gym while looking for Mrs. R. One didn't believe I was taking them there an freeked, so I grabed her and pushed her in. After that I am proud to say she was corroprative.

Why all this confusion and hussel and bussel you ask? Why it is the night of the elementary Christmas program of corse! Pros and Cons come with this. Got out of class, pro. Couldn't hold try outs, con. So now I must wait, hold up a min, the font just got smaller didn't it? odd..... Oh well. Contiuning the above senitce, Now I must go to tryouts Friday, after drama, before a lock in, which ends 2hrs before I must go the the symphony, which is fallowed up by an expensive dinner. I must remind you that this is a teenager with less then 4hrs of sleep, in a dress.

So ending that lovly little bit of info I would like to tell you about the rest of my day. Boring. Wast of time. Wasn't worth it. So I pretend to be somewear else...Jon went home sick, talking to him now, dosn't seem so sick.....bugged the heck out of him to come back tomarow..we'll see.

This has been a Toast daily desaster, brought to you by Toast, the girl to ashamed of her own name to say it.

The overwelliming exustion known as the result of Basketball tryouts

So after ariving home after tryouts, tripping threw the door, lieing down on the couch, then the floor after I fell off the couch... forcing my self to eat something and actually keep it down, taking a shower, feeling MUCH better, I am now enjoying puppy chow. Yum.

Is it posssible to get physically sick due to a work out? Well I managed to do it and I'm so mad at my self for being so pathdic. So most of 1-4 period is a blure full of pain and misery, and the everlating attempt not to think of food in fear something might come up that should stay down.  Hey it happend to Chrolessa, I'm not making this up. I was feeling better by Science, better enough to get the flute done and kinda play it, kinda as in not really, not really as in not as all, not at all as in making Larua do it. As you can see I acomplised a lot.

Lets see what else did we do....... P.E was fun for someone who could barly stay conciouse.....but that was thirdperiod so I don't remember much.... Jimi wasn't at school... Uh...wow my day seems more pathedic when I put it on paper...

Art was great let me tell ya. Jon as I have said is a good drawer, he is not, as I may or may not have said, a good paint mixer. We share a paint try seeing as the public school system seems to be low on art money yet can pay for new textbooks every year..... I had a lovly shade of pink, which was supposed to be orange, but it worked anyway. Jon made it gray........ I don't know how thats possible but he managed it. Then he decided we really did need an orange and he forwent our yellow. Yellows a good color, yellow never did anything to Jon, yet he made it red. Now this is my paint try to and I just lost my yellow! A girl can only take so much. So there was some teesing and such then all was forgotten. Then I had to go get yellow from someone else....which made me bring it up again. I want to make it clear this wasn't an arguemnt only teesing. Something possed Jon so he grabbed the tray and washed it all out! ALL OF MY PAINT WENT DOWN THE DRAIN! But man it was funny to the class to see us chasing each other around the class yelling. You'll be happy to know only 3 people asked me if we were going out today! I know such an imporvement. Well only 2 if you count Holly saying we were going to get married. I told her she should wait for an wedding inventation.

And now a conversation that may or may not be funny, I think it is though this may be all insider stuff.

sparkle71539: lol
softbalchick181: yeah go ahead and laugh now but I so want pictures of homecoming
sparkle71539: yeah mary brought over her dresses today
sparkle71539: they fit
sparkle71539: so we'll seee
softbalchick181: do u like any of them?
sparkle71539: phillipes mom cracks me up
softbalchick181: so r u queen or just in the running to be queen?
sparkle71539: well i can't be queen b/c you have to be a jr. or senior
softbalchick181: so ur like princess?
sparkle71539: i guess
sparkle71539: its like if our class could have a queen i would win
softbalchick181: u relize this makes u Princess Lea, which is kinda like Princess Laya from StarWars
sparkle71539: lol o no... not that again
sparkle71539: i'm not too sure about the new star wars movie
softbalchick181: me either
sparkle71539: it looks kind-of fake in some parts
softbalchick181: yeah
softbalchick181: but I'm calling u Princess Laya from now on
softbalchick181: so my mom tried making puppy chow...
sparkle71539: lol
sparkle71539: how did that go?
softbalchick181: not half bad but not nearly as good as ur moms
sparkle71539: lol we'll have to make some
sparkle71539: like over christmas break
softbalchick181: yeah man
sparkle71539: you come over and we'll make some
sparkle71539: and do retarded stuff
softbalchick181: sounds like a plan!
sparkle71539: good
sparkle71539: but first we have to get past basketball tryouts and homecoming
sparkle71539: but i think you got past
sparkle71539: tryouts
sparkle71539: now we have homecoming
softbalchick181: I could go and cheer you on....!
sparkle71539: o thats what i need another person to yell my name at the top of their lungs
sparkle71539: i'll add you the LIST
softbalchick181: I could sit with your mom and cry with her...
sparkle71539: you and phillipes mom
sparkle71539: phillipes mom is like so into me bein it
softbalchick181: that would be awakward considering I have no idea who Phillipe is or his mother
sparkle71539: lol yeah that would be a little odd
softbalchick181: speeking of Phillips *I know thats not his name, deal* I guy named Phillip in my class peed his pants last year!
sparkle71539: LOL
sparkle71539: phillipe got an eraser stuck up his nose
sparkle71539: and had to leave school
sparkle71539: and get it removed
sparkle71539: by  a doc
sparkle71539: an they couldn't get
softbalchick181: he sounds like a keeper
sparkle71539: o he is
sparkle71539: that was in 2nd grade but we still talk about it.... actually today we talked about it
softbalchick181: homecoming Price and erarser master!
sparkle71539: lol
sparkle71539: what more could you want
softbalchick181: I don't know! Man get ur hands on that one Princess Laya
sparkle71539: o don't worry we still have class trip
sparkle71539: lol
softbalchick181: young love...
softbalchick181: *tear*
sparkle71539: its phillipe
sparkle71539: ever girl in this galaxy wants to go out with him... they might not say it
sparkle71539: but we all know
softbalchick181: yes I belive we've established that
softbalchick181: so?
softbalchick181: I fail to see how every girl effects you?
sparkle71539: lol... i'm just sayin, he is practically taken
softbalchick181: men with objects loged up their noises go quickley...
sparkle71539: tell me about it
softbalchick181: u just can't find a good one these days!
sparkle71539: i know... i mean are they hiding with the erasers that are lodged up their noses
softbalchick181: I really don't know
sparkle71539: well i really must go and take a shower
softbalchick181: farewell Princess Laya
sparkle71539: good bye my fair virginia

 

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Terrible moring, good afternoon. Not looking foward to tryouts, tired, can, barly, type, must, sleep.

Do you really want to hear about my day? I'm not sure I do... I don't think I have much of a choice

So uh yeah....... Oh yes! Sory I forgot what I was doing for a minunet there..... I'm so very sorry I'm boring you to death with these sad little tid bits of my day, it seems the more I write the worse I become AT writing. However I do know my helping-verbs rather well. Courtisey of English class.

Before we get to today lets talk about yesterday shall we? I forgot the best part! Theres really only 1 rule in Spanish *okay so really there about a million... but this is the only rule that makes sense.* That rule is you should speak in Spanish. Somehow Mrs. Purple hair managed to figure out a way to get out of 2 days of teaching *works for me* and make us do a powerpoint project. Its only natural this project should be in spansih, even I SHOULD be able to deal with that. My accent sucks, so presentation was everything. So I might have cheated a little bit by using the spanish translator website......but thats not to bad. I guess. I'm not one to get nurvose but it seems like more and more I'm starting to freez up, like the other day when she called on my and I couldn't find my voice. So I'm counting the ways I can mess up, *also not like me* but she was being pretty leanent with the grades. I go up, open my project, and read "I was born in Kokomo Indiana" can anyone else spot the problem with that? Thats right, its not in spanish. I'm not the best in times like these so all that comes out is "what the crap!" However I felt termedisly bad when I got my grade back. No, I didn't fail, infact I got a perfect score. I didn't deserve this. (no this is not guilt from the translator website) Others who had done better, which was just about everyone, hadn't gotten perfect scores. I'll probably find out the higher the score the worse the grade or something crazy like that.

Now that were done with yesterday, I wish I had something intersting to say about today. It really wasn't very good. Leonta' had some strange dream with me in it and went and told everyone. This is not a dream you want repetted, so all day I got bad looks. However no look could rival the look Kasey gave Jon in P.E.

I admitt I was there, I admitt to witnessing the incident in question, yet I also admitt to having NO idea what the heck was going on. I believe it happend in corelation to these secunce of events. I, hitting a line drive woffel ball allmost into Kasey. Kasey ducking and pretending to be scared, Krsiti coming over and joking around with me while I was on first, Jon is firstbasemen. *i know the last insn't an event, get over it* I belive Kristi went over and sat next to Kasey, who was still on the field rolling back and forth looking like someone in a mental institution. Somehow Chase began yelling and then Krsiti then Kasey, and last but not least Snyder. *teacher* So we all sat down on the field were we were, Jon and I next to first, Kasey and Kristi at the pitchers mound, Chase against the wall. Snyder was in his chair. Now there was some dialoge exchanged between Chase and Krsiti, then Kristi and Snyder, then Kasey and Snyder. All I can really remember is what Kasey said "YEAH I HAVE AN ISSUE WITH CHASE ACTUING RUDE! I DON'T LIKE RUDE PEOPLE!"

I"m skipping a line to make this easy to read. Your proabably mad that I didn't continue the story so before you come after me here it is. Well not here but.... HERE. I believe it was the first time I had ever heard Jon say something in an arugment "Your not really one to talk" This may or may not be true, I am not liabale to say, but oh my she gave him a look of degsust, I can't really describe it but it reminded me of Scream. *the painting not the movie* Somewear in the confusion Snyder stands up and did a big gang thing to intemadate Kristi, I didn't know weather to laugh or to be scared. If I have ever thought a teacher would hit a kid this was it. Yet again it was rather funny. If it was to intimadate Kristi it didn't work, though she was sent to his offace and a mother was informed.

As was espected the lockerroom was a bustel. Kasey and Kristi were talking about how mad or angry or seomthing they were at Snyder. This was when Kasey brout up that she should have told Jon just to Foff. This got me angry. Proabably more then it should have but I was mad. "You were being kinda.." "I don't care he can't talk to me.." "Maybe you deserved it" at this point she broke into tears, threw her shirt down, I tried to apoligize not thinking my uh actions would get this reaction from her, then gave up after relizing that I couldn't figure out what I was apoligizing for. I think were okay now but I can never tell with her.........mostlikly not after she reads this.

So arn'tyou glad your reading this now? Yeah I'm not to happy with it either. You'll be happy to know that Laura and I still have a fighting chance to get this darn Science project done on time. Oh and try outs, if anyone was wondering, went just fine. My legs feel like jelly and I will be incredible sore tomarow but thats due to my own lazyness so I can't really complain to anyone.

 

Ha an very differnt look on my borning, sad, pathedic day.

Remeber how I keep talking about sciecne class and how it is supposivly insperation centeral? Well if you don't your not paying very good attenchion. *I know that is spelled wrong* So anyhoow I forwent the lesson today to try and write my oh so frightening thoughts. It's all in the name of jernolism right?

Okay it's Toast coming to you strait from Science class!! Just waiting for insperation, it's taking its time. Jon said he's going to start drawing comics about us.....fun fun. Oh joy were doing circuts today. crap. She is so boring  and tis not like I'm exaguration because I not particuly fond of her.... But come on! she carries her pincels around her neck... whatever you gotta do I suppose. Must pretend to take notes. They'd find this and think I was crazy. I now know how to make a scale model of a circut! Whoo-flippin-hoo. Still looking at that dumb tree and it's lights.... maybe its cutting off te creative waves..Started P.E today hair looks like crap. Oh well no one to impress. More on that later (don't know why I said that... OH yeah) HOLY CRAP she's dancing. Dorn she stopped. So.... Oh yes its group time. Wait... were dancing? Oh my oh my...

Wow that was incredible boring. I'm sorry, please don't kill me. If you must however please do it after basket ball tryouts as I would like to die knowing wether or not I made the team.  So the whole P.E thing... Heh not to proud about that. I think this calls for a skip-a-line!

That is a skip-a-line! you see ^ that white space? Yep I do to. Seems that I lost my cool for a sec. I was bored and doing my own little thing while the rest of the class played kick ball, awfel sport, when he split up teams. For some unknow reason I had the insight that I didn't want to be on the team I was on. Very inmature, I know I'm rather desgusted with my self. So I clamly walked over to the other team, now while I was doing this Snyder switched everyone up again so I was basicly on the team I was trying to get away from. Now here is were it gets confusing as now that I think about it I can't even figure out what I was doing.  So try to picture this, a team against the bleechers, one on the field, I was on the field, well kinda.... Snyder tells me to go to the bleechers, now at this point I was just doing things to bug Snyder so I stayed on the feild, *please remeber my request about killing me AFTER B-ball tryouts?* Somewear in the confusion Snyder became confused, and I, being the moody teenager that I am, changed my mind. I walked over to the bleecers and Snyder tells me to go back onto the field. Wasn't he just telling me to go to the bleechers? I'm still in my "annoy Snyder to no ends" attitude so I defied him and went to the bleechers. Wana know something funny? Snyder didn't notice when I got in line, didn't notice when I went up to kick, didn't notice when I scored *Just because I don't like kick ball dosn't mean I'm not good* Only thing is Leonta' noticed. So he screamed being the little snitch he is and I was forced to play on the other team, who I had just scored against. Exelent. Defensively I played badly, scored 2 more times though *for the supposive "corret" team. I just put qotations inside little stars....didn't know you could do that...maybe you can't* I eventually gave up and cheered from the sidelines for both teams. This I found to be the best stratagy.

So I'm sure something else intersting must have happend today but at the present moment I can't quite recall anything past a few moments ageo. I would leave you with a bit of insight but..... Oh what the heck I'll do it anyway.

"Now reader pretend you are an idiot, now pretend you are a member of congress. But I repet my slef"- Mark Twain

Church, I shall call this Chruch, Oringenal no?

The fallowing is just a little something I wrote on the back of the pamflet during the sermon, or whatever its called, you'll understand what I"m talking about later. Just to let u know this is the second time I have written this.

Minister sounds like he is trying to seduce you *isn't wokring* The guest singer was a minx between Pee-Wee Hermen and a jelly bean. They redid the entire flippen bulletin. Apparently sermon wasn't good enough so now its "The Communion Meditation" All I know about "The Ommunion Meditation" is that I'm supposed to be listening to it.

I look behind me and notice Paul is reading a magazeen, most likly Sports Illistrated. Mom got me up a full 10mins before we had to leave. Isn't she considerit?

Oh my he's using symbolisem, or metaphores.... All I know is he's talking about trees. He should get an award fo somekind. If he can preach about how evil money is how he hates it, then fire dedicated people because of "budget problems" I suppose he thinks it's best but I have a rather large desire to tell him how much I dislike him....

Now he is telling us that all chirldren are selfish because of iPods. Now I don't really want an iPod for Christmas, wouldn't mind one... What I really want might surpires him. (A.N He'd be so surprised he'd have a heart attack... Please continue)

Now I am greatly confused.... says that you can have verbel bling-bling, yes he actually said blingbling. I think he is saying that descriptive adjivtives are bad...says there blingbling.... Not really fallowing. To busy thinking about "The communion Meditation" Oh my he's wrapping it up. (I hope) So I think the moral of "The Communion Meditation" is Blin-Blinb bad, descriptive adjitives questionable, allways look for the tree growing out of a stump, and allways find that twinkle in God's eyes. You see I do pay attenchion.

So thats what I do in church, absolutly nothing. I went to the lovly little town meeting after words, so many people I had to stand in back. Though it was totally worth it when people began getting mad and putting the minister on the spot. When it was over I couldn't find mom, however the youth director found me. Mom so owed me money. "Why havn't you been in youth?" "Prior engagments" You see I tried to be nice.... I really did "Yeah right why not?" What is that supposed to mean? Am I incapable of a Socail life? "Well to night I'm going to a friends youth group.." I said tha last part a bit under my breath. By this time the youth meeting had started but she was mad. "CAROL DID U HEAR THAT?" Great just what I want! To create a large unpleasent scean in which I tell to nice laties how much I despise there daoughters. "Virginia is going to a FRIENDS youth gourp" "Why don't u ever bring a friend to ours?" "I don't want them to see it..." That was really under my breath. "What?" "I DON"T LIKE OUR YOUTH GROUP!" I thought she was going to cry, this is why you should NEVER sit in the front row at a meeting and tell the truth. "Why didn't you talk to Carol about it" cuz I can't stand the women..... "Its no biggy" Then I saw mom in the dorrway and ran for it. Yep I got out of the meeting smack dab in the middle of it. Mom even admitted she owed me 10$. Its true I AM going to Lara's youth group. Excited and incredible nervose about that. Hey its only 1night right?

right?

UPDATE!

I WOULD LIKE TO MAKE IT KNOWN THAT I WAS CORRECT IN THE ASUMPTION THAT JON DRAWS IN SCIENCE! that is all, thank you for your time.

Uh........Saturday updat? Hows that for an orinagel title?

Okay so I think I told someone today that I write best at night when I have to get up at an unreasonalbe hour. I"m still trying to figure out if that is true but hey why not update in the process?

So around midnight yesterday....or was it today.....anyhoo Jon said something about a movie. I said yes seeing as my social schudel is incredible, well lets just say open.... The fallowing morning was dull, unbarable, and all around life sucking. Then I went to Lows to get pipe. Now the pipe didn't go so well seeing as I have NO idea what my project is therefor can't explane it to day, so he refuses to spen .40$ on piping. Anyhoo I get back and low and behold Kristi and Jon are on!

It only took about an hr. to get movie preperations underway. Then it took another 3hrs. of debating 3 time changes, 2 movie changes, 5 or 6 phone calls and begging mothers for rides to get operation "SO BORED" underway. *he mom says I could be a travel agent*

So we ended up going to the Incredibles with Jon, Jimi, Derek, D.J, Kristi, and I, Toast.  Good fun other then I could tell the plot from the first 10mins of teh movie, Derek kept sayin I owed him money, and my cell phone going of durning the middle of it. I think Krsiti fell asleep... She was obveously so captavated with the movie it overwellmed her. I had a blast, gota love thoes guys.

After multiple challenges against the claw macheen I left when my chouffer *mommy* arrived.  Only to get on 2hrs later to talk to a very tipsy Jon. I do not belive him to be drunk........well maybe... but thats not Jon. He did say he had some odd flavord Kool-Aid but come on! Telling me that he's shirtless is just not like him! Oh well the convo was freekin halairous. I would post it but refrain in fear of boring you all, or scaring you off because you think I'm insain. I had hoped to keep that a sentice a while longer.

I just spent 10mins looking for a graphic, all I could find was good animation though sense for some odd reason I can't get them to save in .gif form I can't do that. Bummer.

 

Friday!!! Now what am I supposed to do all weekend....

I just hung up on one of thoes anoying "Opion Servays" that allways seem to costing money.... So uh I guess it wasn't the worse day in the world, no actually I'm pretty sure it wasn't. So I suppose it just goes under the catagory "Boring" The worst kind

I was in a pretty bad mood for most of first, second, and third period. Why you ask? *well you mostlikly didn't, but I needed a good way to lead into this sentice.....Please continue) Well apparently I get in a bad mood if I talk to someone, then get to school to find out they are not there. Jon wasn't in art, I knew this by cleverly sitting in the doorway and watching their class. I'm offically a stalker but hey! There were only 4 people in the room and I was lonley.

So you might be wondering why I was so angry that Jon wasn't at school. Well, ariving at the Student Council meeting I was informed about "Pizza with the Pricipal" This is a life reching activity in which you are forced to sit with you fellow officers, pretend to know whats going on, and "Brain Storm" You may wonder why I put that in quotations, I also wonder. Maybe we have to many questions. Back to the pizza. I, had planed to "casually forgett" to attend. I justified it with the fact we very rarly get something done, and I would be more productive sitting with my friends. So when I find out my friends arn't at school it dosn't do much for my excuses does it? I was also greatley confused with the fact I had talked him hours before, and knew he wasn't sick.... I've heard of the 24hr flew but this was riduculous, so I was angry towards everyone and felt guilty about it.

Then low and behold he walks in during health, my spirets idmedently purked up *though I think I faild that darn quiz* Class was still incredibly boring but this brings us to another exciting portion of our program.

SCIENCE CLASS!!! Bet you didn't seee that one coming. Actually it was really boring, but apparently its also insperational. Well, in some odd, strange way... Jon says that he does most of his drawings there... but all that kept going threw my mind was "I think the Christmas tree's lights are destracting" Then I started reading my book, only I guess your supposed to actually fallow along with what the class is reading... I don't know... I could be wrong but that seems to be the general consensus. But you know if everyone fallowed the consensus I wouldn't have any of these nifty graphics cuz thats were Jon gets the sketches *made that last part up... but I'm sure SOMETHING I have is due to that class*

So this has been a rather pathedic update, and sense the weekend is coming up even less to talk about. (I need a life) So now I shall up load a picture of a dancing man. Why you ask? Havn't you learned anything?

Hum...........Probably not a very fun thing to read. Deal with it.

When I wrote the title I was going to make this sad, depressing, and brooding. Then I relized I have no right to do something like that sense I am so blessed so I think you are just stuck with another run threw. Are you excited? Thought so. Well buckel your seat belts, keep your hands and feet inside the vehicle at all times, and please this is the most imporant, enjoy the ride.

So yet another beatuiful, terrible, sometimes amazing day goes by. This wasn't a particular amazing, terrible, or beatuiful day, more me. I am aware some had quite the day. Good or bad, however they all came home and God willing they will all experence a new day tomarow. Now that my little insight to the world phase is over lets begin shall we?

Odd thing happend in Spanish. Mrs. Purple hair was asking randome questions, and of cores, I, possible the WORST spanish student in the world, wasn't quite sure what was going on. I had a pretty good idea to the answer of the question but my accent is terrible, and if the scowl on her face was any indication I wasn't pronouncing it correctley. It didn't help when my voice stoped working. Yes, all of a sudden I lost it. I NEVER loose my voice then POOF, it left me during my time of need. I still don't know how to say that darn word. I still don't know what it means, and I still don't know what I'm having for dinner.

So I think Jon is freeked out because about 12 people asked he and I if we were going out. We are not. Nor do we want to. For a while I think he tried to keep a little distance, then we got bored, gave up, and just went with it. Why should we let others ignorance keep us form having friendship? Heath was disapointing, it consisted of a video in which a 8th grader gets beat by a 5year old an UNO. Which is spanish for 1. You see I do know somethings.

Some people are very lucky and never relize it. Not when they have it, not when they are using it, and not when it's gone. It's a sad process. Someone does something harmfull, someone stopes them. That someone does it again, thoes people come back into save them. Thats what friends do right? Only some people don't have friends that will do that, I feel bad for thoes people. But maybe not as much as I feel for the person who has these friends, yet dosn't appricate them.

I would write more, I will write more, but I am hungry and I need to eat. More after the b-ball game!

P.S THis is after the b-ball game, not going to write more, must shower.

 

Callouts, Firedrills, and other things you don't want to happen durning presentations

La vaca comió mis pantalones. Yes, I do relize that means "the cow ate my pants" and yes, I do not care. *about what it says, not the pants*

So if you read the subject line *yes I DO have subject lines, read them sometimes, they are rather good.....* You might think that this has something to do with firedrills and callouts. If you think this you are correct and you should get a prize, but I don't have one. Bummer.

After much perswasion from Jon, I decided it was nessacary to have a slight plane for the glorius Health projects. So at 11'o clock I did it. Not to bad I might add, and sense I did put a bit of effort into it I wanted to actually present the little skit. Actually I made it so I had all the good parts and Kristi and Laura had to do the acting.... but hey, I did after all do it. When Snyder started "refresing" our fire safty procedures its a pretty safe bet we will be having one. Shortly. Very Shortly. This is not good! Rants about how 1st adult hood are no fun if you are interuppted! So I asked him if we were going to have a problem. He said, No, PROMASED that we had 6mins. His clock is off because sure enough it went off smak dab in the middle of the "tough decisons" bit we did on the difficulties of having dinner. Needless to say I said a few words about sabatoge and doing it on purpose. He just gave me an evil grin. He allways gives me an evil grin. I wonder if this is somesort of sign....

Oh we did have basketball callouts *finally* So I got out of most of choir which is good because the sub was in a bad mood. Though I am really looking foward to the season because I think we have a good coach I am dreading the 6day a week practices, though I suppose we do need the extra time. I went out today for about half an hour and shot around, I wasn't to bad but this is by my self. I don't know how I'll do with defense all over me. I am NOT a shooter, I'm a guard. You need a defender I'm your girl. Now if you need a poinguard or a wing man your out of luck. Bummer. Go somewear else.

Just thought I would state how much I dislike it when teachers try there odd little methoids of getting us to be quite. Mrs. Hoshaw dosn't rase her voice, nope she actually lowers it so NO one can hear and I don't know why, but it bugs the hell out of me. Now Mr. Heck could use some help, the poor, confused man. He is going to need theropy after this. He actually lost someone today.. I shall explane further. The image projector thing that is in the celling wasn't working. Really it just does he same thing as an overhead but it never works. Today we needed to find someone tall to unplug the thingy, then plug it back in. We finally convinced Jon to unplug it, I noticed Kevin walking by and I thought "He's pretty tall" then I looked at Jon who was struggeling to get it back in. So we got 6ft. Alex to do it. Apparently the boy is good for something. We had lost about 15mins by this point so Mr.Heck hurried into the lesson. Someone goes "Hey, Kevins not here" It's ture, it had been rather quite. We looked around the room, under desks behind shelves. Kevein had just walked out. It was great, the teacher had actually LOST someone! So he sent Jon to go look in the bathroom, only it wasn't just Jon that went, it was Jon, Alex, Charlie, Ralph, Chelsea. So basicly he lost half his class. I started crying I was laughing so hard. We did find him, eventuly, I think he was sick. I didn't feel so good after that, but it was really funny for a while.

Lunch wasn't so great because for some unknown reason Britney sat down and took D.J's seat, so Jimi left. So then it was just Jon and Derek. I felt really guilty for making them sit with us, and really mad at Brit and Morgan for sitting there. Then Kasey said something about the guys invaiding our table. This made me very angry seeing as I really wanted them there. It would be SO much easier if we like just had 1 more table. But I guess if life was easy then the easy parts wouldn't be so good. *Just so you know, table seating isn't my only problems so before you think she has it great, don't*

Anyhoo I think I had more to say but I have forgotten.

"Milk is needed for ceral, ceral is needed for life, I can't find milk"-Mac Hall comics.

P.S Sorry I'm still working on this Picture thing, I know the spaceing is weird.

How many creative ways can I say "A runthrew of my day" OH well I guess that will do

HUMHIM! well now that I have your attenchion I would just like to say that I had about 4 pages written out that I was going to post, but the universe decided it wanted to crash my computer. So I am going to try again, most likly will fail misrably and you will all stone my house. Maybe not.....

Okay so for the quick overview snapshot of the things I shall be talking about. Spanish involved a paintless basketball, the circuse, and getting grilled by a very purple teacher. Was moved to my own privite cornner in health! *yeppie* I have the coolest friends in the world, willing to brake the mold for me, I can yell longer then Laura, oh and Kristi is NOT one to be trusted with important information.

Spanish was introsting, I took my project up to present (it happend to be folded into an paper airplane at the time....) Went quite well other then she asked all these anoying questions about the story. Sad basketball, he can't wear pants, sad elephant, can't wear pants either, they run away together and join a circuse. It's really not that difficult to understand. I think the words were to big for her puprle coverd head to understand.

Lovly surprise waiting for me in Health. Snyerd likes me SO much he decided to give me my own little cornner! All to my self, as in alone, as in not by my friends. Its a odd relationship. Projects abound! Three people projects, who has 3 friends? Uh? Really come on? I mean you have your best friend, then you have your 3 best friends, one is bound to get left out. Thats never a good thing but I do really injoy my group, though we are utterly unprepaird and will in most certenly fail, I enjoy it. It's like the me getting moved incident, yeah I'm by my self and it sucks, but I can remember all the fun we had when I WASN'T stranded on my little island. It makes it worth it.

I have just as many, or more, guy friends then I do girl friends. But of corse we sit at differn't tables. GUYS AND GIRLS MIXING? BAH! This whole table this is rediculis! Some people got so into having their own table they made people cry. The worst part is we still weren't sitting with our firends. Yesteday in the lunch line Jon made a comment the guys should just raid the table, getting ride of the unwanted peopl, opening up new space, and actually haveing fun.I laughed but today they actually did it! It was great, nothing really happend, we didn't get in trouble for carrots, we just had a really fun lunch. It saved me from Krista madness.   

Went to the basketball game. We won! If you count being down by 49 at the end of the game a win...... It's not going to get me down! Laura lost her voice the 3 quarter and the lady in front said we were rathe loud. It is a basketball people! I spent 2hrs watching our team loose misrable, oh well had fun. Kristi was with Laura and I the entire 2hrs yet fail to mention that there was not Science Olympaid. So I had to find people to tell people to tell Laura and Jon not to stay after school. *memo to self, DON'T TRUST KRSITI WITH ANYTHING!*

So that was my pathedic attempt at recreating the greatness that once was... but I have a Health project to do so I can't spend much time on the greatness. Sense the human race refuses to learn the their mistakes i will try to upload the picture that crashed this last time. But sense I am not your normal human I will post this first, edit later. How do you like that!?

 

 All graphics are for me to use, not for you to use, so don't use them. But the logos I made, form a site, that is not mine.

Another pathedic runthrew of my day, perhaps we will get lucky and it might be somewhat introsting.

Okay well considering the fact I didn't go to bed until 1, got up at 6, which is if you think about it, less then half the amount of sleep I got on an avrage night during the past 4days. So it was kinda a given that something had to go wrong. Overall the day wasn't half bad, Jon is an offical "bad boy" Luara and I have changed our Science project a total of 4times, I have a new kick-butt necklase a good chum gave to me, I also, unfourtianally, have a gash in the side of my stumic. I shall, as I allways do, explane furhter.

Okay now I'm doing this backwards, first, the long cut in my side. Really its a pretty boring story. I, being me, and me being a clumsy oof, was pushed into a locker when Chelsea burped. So into the locker I went, luckly embarrisment was at a memimun as people were distracted by the large burp. It hurt an awfel lot and low and behold when I get to choir and check it out its all red and kinda bleeding. We can only hope it leaves a scar.

So this weekend, I kinda barrowed Kristi's necklase, and by barrowed I mean I wore it and forgot to give it back, keeping it for 4days for my own selfish use..........Apparently she got fed up with the fact I have been begging her for one and the constant use of hers.....So the kind soal boaught me one. Actually I think she walked off with it, but I'm pretty sure that was an accidnet and she went back and paid for it. *We can only hope*

Laura said that it would be good if we stayed after school to work on our Science Project. Now this project is supposed to express the students intrest in music by having them create and learn to play there very own insterment. Thats dandy but basicly it's two teenage girls with a powerdrill, and a table saw *which I think we broke...* So it was like "Hey lets drill a hole here!" and Luara insisting we measure and take acturate notes, I insisting measuring was for ninnies and we should just drill where ever our heart desires for God shall lead the way. So after we spen an entire class working on drilling holes, we decided this wasn't the way to go and ended up covering them with duct tape. Now we have these odd pipe drum thingies. This isn't looking good.

To the exciting portion of our programe we have Good boys gone Bad. Okay so its really more of "Hey, theres Jon! He hasn't gottenin trouble for a while! Lets get em!" I say this because it seemed as in every class I was in the guy got in trouble! I mean not even Kristi gets into THAT much troulbe. Spanish included 2 "Jon shutup is not something we tell class mates to do!" and 2 "Are you okay Jon? You seem very angry" The best part was she was sereouse. It is very hard to take your spaz spanish teacher sereously when she has purple hair. Yes I said purple hair, I don't know if she thinks it looks good, or if she is just obsessed with purple grapes.

Then he actually managed to get him self sent to the hall in Health. This was VERY uncool but *sigh* Snyder thought it nessacary to ruin all fun. In Algebra he managed to get our free seating taken away but it is all good. (that is not how I talk but I couldn't think of a good way to end it)

Okay folks so that was a very breif rundown of my day. Actually it was more like the cliff notes but whatever. I leave you with this awesome little bit, it says Ja-Ne and if you don't know what that means your most likly not a dork like I. It's a Japanese form of saying "Seeya later" or whatever. I'm not going to translate it directley.

Yeah I'm a looser

Well I'm a rather odd person I'm finding out. READ

HollyBratt64: hey 
softbalchick181: HOWDY partner
HollyBratt64: wuzz up 
HollyBratt64: did u have a good turkey day 
softbalchick181: when I'm in collage and my really cool friends put me in a web site and I become famous, and I tell the press I knew this was going to happen, and they ask how, can i refur back to this conversation?
softbalchick181: just you know wondering....
HollyBratt64: lol 
HollyBratt64: sure 
softbalchick181: GREAT! i had turkey, which i don't really like, tried cranberry sauce, and was excrushenenly bored! I WILL EMBRACE THE DAY!
softbalchick181: how was yours?
HollyBratt64: ok xtremmly bored but ate tomuch now cant eat for a week soo that i can loose the pounds i gainded over the holiday and well the turkey was good 
softbalchick181: you wana know something, if your body stops eating it won't burn any more lbs cuz it thinks your dieing, so you eat like carrots or poptarts
softbalchick181: well maybe not potarts but poptarts are good! so you should eat them anyway
softbalchick181: you know hwat I allways say "A good way not to get seasick is to sit under a tree"
softbalchick181: yep thats what I allways say
HollyBratt64: lol ill try that  
softbalchick181: sitting under a tree or poptarts? I highly suggest the strawberry poptarts
HollyBratt64: lol i like thats kind 
softbalchick181: good
softbalchick181: I COMMAND U TO EAT POTARTS!
HollyBratt64: naa tomuch mch fat 
softbalchick181: sigh(
softbalchick181: u have got the wrong attitude my friend
HollyBratt64: why 
softbalchick181: so many reasons but I lack the time and the engery to write them
HollyBratt64: lol 
softbalchick181: so r u rady to get up early tomarow for anyothe long painful day of puplic learing the adults like to corrupt us with?
HollyBratt64: lol 
HollyBratt64: no i hate mciver  
HollyBratt64: aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh 
softbalchick181: ah yes so do I but another day in her class means another day closer to summer
HollyBratt64: yes way to look at the upside 
softbalchick181: u see I can be very positive at times. WHEN MY BLOODY MOTHER ISN"T AROUND
softbalchick181: *we have issues*
HollyBratt64: lol me and mine to 
softbalchick181: I got on to check my e-mail nad have been on for 4hrs......(e-mail was empty) I think i knew that when i got on....
HollyBratt64: tag ur "it". whoever ruins this will have bad luck for 12 months national makeout day is coming up this saturday and if u send this to 10 people in the next 5 min then u will be kissed by someone who really likes u on saturday.ur "it"
softbalchick181: thank you holly for submitting that to me
HollyBratt64: yurs welcome 
softbalchick181: tag your it, if you don't give Virginia 100dollars tomrow you will be curse with bad luck for 3years, *she would also like a coke*
HollyBratt64: lol 
softbalchick181: i find my self in a self coundrem of well i dont' know what
HollyBratt64: hey well i g2g bye 

She dosn't understand my greatness. It's okay. Her loss. Oh and the chores of the song I'm listen to is "another buss ride with chimpanzies" I think I'll download it...  All of what I just wrote was suppsoed to be in Comic Sans. though it is not.

All righty now!

Okay people how are you all doing on this fine day? Me I'm sick and should proabably be in bed resting for the Monday that awaits me but I shall not. Nope I plane on spending a relaxing evening at home, reading the COOLEST Comics on the face of the earth, Mac Hall. Or I will read long into the depths of a Sherlock Holmes book I picked up. Also I have this crazy little life plan I came up with on my way to Wal-Mart today....... But thats another time another place. I'm off to read mind numbing comics. Oh wait I allmost forgot. They had this special on some kid who could like compose syphonies in his head, with out a piano, some sort of geniuse.  But can he make a clay peguine? I think not.

Ja-ne

Da de dum da

Okay folks, I think I've got it! I've spent the last 2hrs on the internet tracking down graphics so you can expect me to add lots of anoying little pictures that makes this page take forever to load! The best part you ask? They mostlikly won't partain to the topic at hand!

 

The never ending struggel of teenagers despising there parents.

                  I really needed some new cloths because the ones I have are too small and make my stumic hurt, I feel bad about this because I should just wair until after Christmas but it hurts to wear them. So Mom offerd to take me to Kohls, a store I loth intirely because when we go she gets in a bad mood and nothing fits me. We were in the dressing room and she is complaing that the pants are too long, then she says there too small, though they are the best fitting things I own. Then she tries to wisper (it is so NOT a wisper, its like her talking in some odd mind control voice... the point of this interuption is to tell you I HATE IT) that the point this trip is to get bigger pants cuz your old ones are too small around the wast. The entire dressing room hears this and I just tell her to get out.

We go to wallmart for some reason.... and its like she can't focuse. She'll be behind me one minunet then I'll turn around and she'll be stoped looking around. She did this during the entire visit and it was getting tiresome. We then are off to the mall for pretzels.

As we are making our way threw the parking lot and to the mall I look at H31. Inpecable timeing as I see a Van rear end this little red car, red then proceds to hit blue suv, who hits green jeep. Mom by this time has turend around a is staring. Now I'd like to point out that little red is completly smased, I can see an olderman in the front seat and he is not moving, I'd also like to point out that I saw my best friend in a very similer accident and I didn't want to witness anything more. About 4mins have gone by and people on the high way are getting out to help the victems (is that what you call them?) Mom is still staring saying how nice that is. I really don't want to see the bloodey people anymore then I all ready can, and I feel like I'm watching something personal I'm not ment to see. Mom however dosn't and contiunes to stand in the middle of the parking lot. I say "Common we can't do anything" And she actually starts walking with me towards the door. Then she stops turns around and looks again. I say lets go and she comes again. Then she stops and stares AGAIN! I'm seeing wonderfull flasbacks of a certain 4th of July involving blood and totled cars and she just wants to stare at these poor people. We FINALLY get into the store and are in Books a Million, I'm having trouble finding this book for S.O, so mom goes and asks the front counter. After he tells her they don't have it she looks out the window. Oh lookey there a perfect view of the accident, by this time the police and ambulences are there. "Come on lets go get a pretzel." "NO, I need to watch this" "Mom I don't think..." "Look go somewhere else if you don't want to, but I want to make sure things are okay." OMG yeah like by watching horrible mangeld people coming out of compacted cars your making things okay. So I went in off of the Comic section. Perhaps the only good thing that came out of today is that I found series 6-12 of Rave Master *hint hint Christmas presents* Now I gave her  a good 10mins before going to join mom again. "So did you finally get bored with the flashy lights?" "No I just confermed it was a big mess"

Thank you Julia! What would we do with out her to confermen these hidden meanings?! I didn't go to church cuz Mom said that I would infect the old people. bummer.

 

ThanksGivining

   Darn font won't listen to me! It's supposed to be comic sans but as you can see, it's not. Thanksgiving is such a strang holiday. If you dirve around you either see many cars in a drive way or none at all. NOTHING is open, it's like a ghost town. It's weird really, all you do is eat turkey with your family but it really feels like a holidy. Like on Chirstmas you feel a certain way, its the same on Thanksgiving. It could be because we had our first snow last night and its very pretty outside. I get really bored on Thanksgiving because everyone is with there families, and I have no one my age to talk to in my family, and I don't like turkey. I do like watching my dad cook though. It's amazing. He's up like at 5a.m and by the time were reading to leave we have the entire kitchen filled up with food, (food I don't like but its food) Also I do'nt eat very much for some reason. In fact I barley eat at all on this day. I don't really like turkey or patatoes, I'll eat them but I'm not going to dig in. I'm all off cuz we usually go over to grandparents around 12 and come back around 5, but today we arn't going over until after the football game so I have to find some means of intertainment. I watched the parade the smoring, saw Santa Clause! Yeah it's sitll fun to see Santa even if your far to old to be enjoying it. Mi Bella Vedia.

 I stayed up until like 12:30 talking to Jon last night. Oh and I tried really hard to put on this eye liner stuff so I could impress Kacy and Krisit at school, didn't go as planed. Now I look like some sort of hooker. How on earth do u get this stuff off?

Mr. B has a sick and twisted mind. We walk into calls and he yells at us to sit and not talk. Last time he did this we had to write apolige letters to the sub. After the bell rings he reads the report. Surprisingly its a good one. "I scared you didn't I?" Talk about mixed signals! I got out of Social Studies to stuff envalopes for Mrs. Smith. Good deal only I missed Derek getting sent to the tip chair. (still don't understand the point of the tip chair) I all ways miss the good classes

Got mad at Kristi for not telling me what was going on. We had free seats and all of a sudden i relize that I'm all alone with Kristina Dorton, which is actually not all alone, buts its close. So I got rid of all that goody stuff cuz I was sick of just letting things go. Cuz I allways let things so. So I yelled at Kristi, and she didn't seem to get the point wich made me even more agitated. It was really rather pathedic as far as a yelling goes but its been a long time sense I've yelled at a friend. So I felt pretty good about it. Until I talked to Jon and he's all "Forgive and forget" which makes me fell incredibly guilty. I can't even be mad properly.

So here I am, watching the snow milt on this Thanksgiving. My parents are watching the Colts and last I heard they were winning. I'm off to try and get this Godforsaken eyeliner off.