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.

 

Boy Do I Feel like a looser!

I thought they were my friends. I really did. I thought I had it great with great friends and then they go behind my back and talk about me. Sure I acted like I didn't care but on the inside I"m scream "THE FLIPPIN ASSHOLES" I was so mad I didn't even attempt to act "okay" and then durning the play They all ganged up on me cuz i screwd up a freekin line.

So I blocked Derek, tried to laugh at my self for the screw up, and went on with my day. It wasn't really a bad  day, just not as god as I would have liked. Art was fun though Jon keept playin with my pig tales. Oh and good news. I found out I can do something better then Jon can do! I CAN MAKE PEGUINES!!!!! Okay so its not much but I'm going to run with it.

"The human race is one of cowards. I'm not only marching in the procession, but carring a banner." -Mark Twain

 

 

Bad teachers, drama the play not the life, and odd eating habbits.

Unbelive able! I'm writing away in this thing. Might I add it was an introesting entry and theny POOF! It all went away! this bugs me to no ends. However being the bored teenager I am I will try to recreate the atmospher of the intery that will now never be seen.

Today I made a pot/mask/big mess. Today I found out Julian eats grapes with 2 bites. I got out of being yelled at twice, went to drama, didn't go to S.O, and did Algebra homework. I shall explane further.

In art Mr.B appointed Jon and Patrick to "teach" the lesson. Now I do not know what possessed him when he did this as though Jon is a very talented sketch artist and Patrick is, uh, well Patrick THINKS he is talented, clay is not eithers fortay. It mainly contianed Patrick yelling at Jon to find the bowls, then to find the clay, then to move. Patrick then procedded to teach the "poke and pench" technique. This is a very unique technique that consistes of the person poking or penching the ball of clay until it takes some form. It goes unsaid that I do not think either of the guys have future teaching carriers. Oh and for the life of me I couldn't figure out what the bowls were for! I asked Jon and he said they were so the clay didn't stick to the table but I think he just wanted to sound smart and made it up.

I noticed that Julian got grapes today at lunch. Again. He gets them every day. Every day he takes 7 or 8 out and puts them on his tray claming they are deformed and he can't eat them. I think he could really spred his horizons and try another fruit product, such as strawberries or a nice cantelope, but he says he will stick with grapes. However today I did notice something unusual (yes more strage then grape boy himself) Julian eats his grapes in two bites. These arn't large grapes people, a small child could consume them in only one but he eats them in two! Your probably wondering why on earth I noticed this, I'm actually wondering the same thing...........

Oh yes the portion of our programe were I tell you how I avoided detion! (I know this is my favorite part to) Actually it was a fluke. The first time was a sub in Spansih. We wern't exactiall using our 6in voices or whatever so she was begining to get agitated. I noticed this and quickly got quite. Poor Jon however did not. Finally she scremed "JON" soon the sounds of "WHEN I CALL YOU UP TO MY DESK YOU COME!" It wasn't really her desk and she hadn't actually called him before but I guess she didn't see the humor in the sisutaion. I felt bad cuz it seems the more Jon hanges out with me the more he gets in trouble. After that she just was after him, telling or threating him to be quite.

The second time involved a starburst, a boring movie, and lack of origomi skills. Kristi carries around in her purse candy (my kinda purse!) Todays candy was starbursts! We'll I tried my best at making a bird out of the wrapper, it turned into a traingel, so i made a small airplane. I was playing with my airplane when a sudden underwind blew it away. IT WAS KRISTI blowing on it. This was very funny, was, until Snyder caought us. We politly waved and smiled but he was very rude and insisted to call Kristi to the front of the class. Seems he thinks it was Kristi who did the throwing and SURPRIME airplane building! phew! like Kristi could do such fine work. *i'm going to get yelled at for that one*

We had our final drama practice today. Everyone was espected to be there however only 3 showed up. So the we went in surch of the boys. We found them in a land known as Science Olympaid. *I was kinda supposed to be there also but I had drama and I havn't figured out how to be two places at once and....* After having a small tempertantrem over not wanting to go to practice we got Joey and Elise to come. Jimi was somewear between the office the autiorem and Longastport, we wern't quite sure. Chelsea was missing in action and Mrs.R was mad. After droping the others off I went in surch or our lost Jimi. Insted I found Chelsea returing from detion. She didn't seem in to much of a hurry though so we were running late. So much for S.O. When I got backstage Jimi was there and ready to go. There are many more things I could say such as, GASP! Kristi told Kacy who she liked, I do not belive that to be the best decision but its her crush, or crushes, oh wait! I don't know she didn't tell me! Thats cool though I should really be used to being left out by now.

And now that I've spent allmost and hour writing this hunkojunk, you better all leave me a comment, or something cuz I do have a life, though small and minunte its there, pluggin away just trying to do something.

 

 

User friendly Is my name, blogging is my game (can you tell I'm bored?)

Okay I need your imput, though I don't know who all is reading this but would it help if I spaced things out more. Like double spacing? Or is it find the way it is? This is regular.

Okay I need your imput, though I don't know who all

 is reading this but would it help if I spaced things

out more. Like double spacing? Or is it find the way

 it is? This is doubled. Which one do you like the most. LEAVE ME A FLIPPIN COMMENT!!!

Thank you that is all.  WE'VE GONE PICTURES!!!!!!! OH YEAH WHO ROCKS??! I ROCK!!!

 

 

So bored I thought I should learn something

      In all honosty I am only writing this so I can try this nifty graphic that I'm going to put at the end of all my entrys from now on. Though its far to large so i don't know what we will do about that.

 

Testing Testing 123

I'm trying to figure out how to get logos on here but until I do, you shall look at this wonderful picture

 

. I'll give 10$ to anyone who can guess what were doing\.

Possibly the most intertaing lunch of well...........ever

Seems the teachers feel we should have no decision on where to sit during luch, Suits me just fine, saves on the drama factor. Seems people also think we should eat carrots. Good for eye sight, good for throwing. Seeing as Kristi wanted to talk to me she decided to throw a carrot insted of yelling to get my attechion. I engro this particular carrot only to be hit again by another. This time the culpret is Steeve. I also do my best not to retalliate. Then anothers comes awfly close to my head so I thow it back at Steeve. To bad it was Kristi that threw it. My bad. Apparently Jared who was sitting across from Kristi thinks it looks fun so he trys his hand at it. Only, even though he is only two feet from me, he misses and hits Jon. So FINALLY I have someone on MY side. By this point Kristi is rashioning everyones carrots, prepairing for battle. A few more testing shots are trown, one hitting Beonc'as chillie, getting her white shirt dirty (she didn't notice) Kristi is now armed with 40 + carrots, this is not good. I go from table to table getting carrots. Seems teenagers don't eat their veggies. As I'm walking back I put all of these carrots on Jon's try. So now Kristi has 40+ and mine and Jon's combind carrot count is well over 50. Often in battle something interfears that was not supposed to interfear. That is why its called interfearing. Anyhoo, Mrs. Smith, just happends to mozy on by, and notices a passing carrot, well passing by her head. To say this gets her attenchion would be an under staitment "She's written up and you young man I didn't see you do anything but take your try up right now!" Now we did manage to get sereous for a few moments to look truly frightened. Kristi is trying to hide her carrots with a napkin, (not the best choice) I'm trying to figure out if she knows Kristi's name to write her up..... And I'm pretty sure Jon's wondering how on earth do he gets himself caught up in these things? Most likly it is because he talks to us. After relising in the sadness of our food fight being over Derek and Jon somehow manage to get in a tug-o-war, with Jon's poor lunch box. There is allways a casulty in war. I only hope the poor lunch box wil survive. Duck Tape can fix anything, even a wripped in half lunch box, right?

I sure do update a lot don't I Kristi?

       My mom loves me, as much as I hate to admit it. Mrs. Peoples had given everyone in battle of the books personalized bags. We thanked her but she said that she didn’t do it. I got into the car that day and told my mom about it. I said it must have been Kelley’s mom. She just smiled. The next day my dad comes into my room and asks if I want to know a secret. He says it was my mother who made the bags for everyone she just didn’t want me to know because she was scared I would be angry and not like the idea. *Which is most likely true* I did not only feel like a guilty jerk who’s mom was scared to tell things to, but a bad daughter. I also felt stupid. How could I miss the making of 6 bags, the buying of the gifts and her dropping them off at school? I don’t know what happens in my own house anymore! Maybe I never did.

ha really bad attempts at memory paragraphs

 

            I hate talking about achievements or success. I don’t know why it just really bothers me. I suppose getting threw a day of this life they call hell could be considered a achievement, but that is a rather long memory so I shall not write about it.

 

Isn't that depressing! Gosh I really need to stop thinking this way.

Ha yet another mistake I can add to the list

I'm under too much stress right now. Not engough hrs in the day to get stuff done if I still want to sleep. So when my grandfather has to check my Algebra taking an additional 50mins out of the time I need to complete all this homework I get grustarted. Then Jon im's me and I'm not there, adding to the pressure, I become angry when he starts correcting things I don't think need to be corrected, I can't aruge with it though because I don't want to take up presious time. Lenore just called, grandmother can't stand up. Great. We get to go threw this again. Just changed my mood from frustrated to angry. Though I suppose being angry dosn't help much so perhaps I should just keep it as is. They honsotly expect to much from us. They over run us with crap, load on the family issues, add one health portion of friends and your all set for a full flege miltdown. Is it really any wonder teenagers have a bad reputation for issues?

Public!!!!!

*Blows Trumpit* I'm offically public now so I suppose that means this is supposed to be intertaining. Darn. Guess your out of luck there. I'm such a looser, I've been refresing the page so the hit counter goes up. Well I don't know whats going on right now, I rarly do. I was telling my grandfather about "Flowers for Algeron" because I didn't have Algebra and I think he felt bad because I think he feels useless, and all he kept saying is "sounds like Alzhimers" I don't know what I would give for her to have anyother desies then that. It sounds really horrible when I say it like that, but i don't know how else to say it. I don't remember her when she was normal anymore. No...that isn't true. She gave me one of thoes memory books that you are supposed to fill out. She actually did. She did one for my Grandfather to. I feel so lucky to have them. I've read them both a hundred times. These are 300 page books. But I'm looking foward to the day when I can meet the grandmother who I have lived next to for 6years.

Uh update? *I really dislike titeling these things*

I'm updateing, uh................. I don't really know what I am doing..................................................................................... rather confused at the moment, hit my elbow on the wall, its cut, goes nicely with my new friend the splinter! Oh well a new experecne I shall embrace it *though me elbow really smarts* have some nifty new qotes if you actually check out my prolfile they are awesome. Ohmy my Dad made cookies and he goes "I chilled the plates" why on earth would u want to take nice warm cookies and put them on cold plates?

UG

I am at my grandparents, have been forquite a while now. My Aunt Lenore just came in. I despise her ever so much. The biggest gossiper in the world and she just screams "TELL ME SECRETS SO I CAN TELL THE WORLD" I t would be rude not to go out and greet her, I shall stay here. Went to church, was bored, cried, thought about stuff, aruged with my mom. And now I am getting my death of boredem. Just a typical Sunday after noon. krisiti went teepeeing, i wish she hadn't, oh well, I like camas, I am bored, my pants are to tight.ah thats better, *i unbuttoned them* I wish I was at home though i do not know what I would be doing there. I wish someone would get on the internet so i would have someon to talk to. I don't have yaho on this computer so even if Derek is on I wouldn't know it.SO BORED

Right and wrong, Algebra homework, and throwing tantrums

Darn this FONT! it is supposed to be comic! Not very comical now is it? Oh well *sigh* suppose we can't have everything. I mean where would you put it all? Wouldn't want to be Scott Peterson right now, not that I ever would. He's been found gilty to all 3 counts of murder and could be put to death. I don't really know how I feel about this. I know if he did it, and I have no idea if he is or not. I don't know how i feel about this death penelty thing. I know he deserves death, though I am not sure it is right to give it to him. I suppose its not my decision any way. I had Algebra homework Heck didn't tell us about so I had to do it today. I had just spen 9hrs and school and was with my grandfather who allways depresses me, it was a friday afternoon and it was a long week and I had to do Algebra. I kinda got mad and said a few things I shoulndn't of and made a big deal about doing it. I acted like a two year old, but hey! I want a brake now and then! A girl walking along a sidewalk alone, a black car pulls up, she begins to run, they get out and chase after her, grab her and stuff her in a trunk, her crying out for help or police, 10witnesses and a secerty gard saw her and they did nothing. The really really strange part, no one has reported her missing. I really hope someone will report me if i go missing. This sounds very depressing though I am NOT depressed, tired, warn out, full of french fries maybe, but not depressed! Krsiti work on the story cuz I have LOTS of time to do it

K'so

Eric Ozzens has been the youth director for the past 6 years, he works his butt off to make us happy and to have fun, I don't really like him but he does try. Edna smith was my teacher for 7years, the sweetest person I've ever met and loves the church. She also bothers me but thats jsut Edna. And as of the 31st they will no longer have jobs. Seems our ass whole minster thinks the youth arn't important, so hes getting rid of the director and the little kid person. This ticks me off so much. The two most devoted people in the church have just been betrayed by it. My mom is thinking about chaning churches. This is a scary thought as I have only been to this one and it is a shame to swich because of the Minster but I don't know if I can go to a church were people are so cruel. He lives in my nieghborhood so my logical response is to teepee him. I feel really really bad about the whole thing.

Darn familes

My Mom always tries really hard to get good toys for my nephews. My Dad acts like he doesn’t care.  Her newest idea was to have us read stories and record them so they could listen to them whenever they wanted. *oh yeah tons of fun* We where out shopping when we spotted a book about a selfish bear. That’s not exactly what it said but its basically what it was about. We stood in front of the display for a good 10mins trying to decide what stuff animal to get with it. We decided on the bear. There was only one of the bears left so I was holding it. A lady walks up and takes it out of my hands and begins petting it. I’m rather confused and just watched. Then I begin thinking we stood here 10mins and a strange lady has the bear! She did however put it down and walk off like nothing happened. I just really hope they like there dumb story aloud and stuffed bear.

DUH

I have allmost lost my life twice in the past hr. and Kacy afemitive action means that black people can get into collage easiler then white people. I will cmoe back and eidt this later

 

Convo

sparkle71539: so i'm guessing the algebra didn't eat you up
softbalchick181: i barly made it out alive
softbalchick181: only took 2hrs
softbalchick181: this whole school busseness is eating away at my life
sparkle71539: i know... what are we here for just school
sparkle71539: i don't think so... there are music videos to be watched... friends to talk tto
sparkle71539: crap to eat
sparkle71539: episodes to be watche
sparkle71539: d
softbalchick181: Really when am i EVER going to need the x intercept of the square rout of -4?
sparkle71539: you aren't!
sparkle71539: i think its all a lie
softbalchick181: me 2
softbalchick181: I SAY LETS MOVE TO CANADA eh?
softbalchick181: *thats my canadian accent*
sparkle71539: i'm with you eh... we'll chang our names to doug
sparkle71539: eh
softbalchick181: Can i be BERT?
softbalchick181: plase please please
sparkle71539: everyone's named doug in canada
sparkle71539: no
sparkle71539: it has to be doug
softbalchick181: *sigh* fine
sparkle71539: no berts! who's heard of bert in cananda
softbalchick181: i don't know
sparkle71539: it matches you better anyway
softbalchick181: you really think so? *I allways thought of my self and a guther
sparkle71539: i don't know there is always peewee the short
softbalchick181: WOW
softbalchick181: thats so COOL
sparkle71539: I KNOW
sparkle71539: see its a hard call
softbalchick181: I bet your jealouse you can't be Peewee the Great
sparkle71539: no b/c i'm doug
softbalchick181: can i be Bert?
sparkle71539: doug is more happenin
sparkle71539: no BERT is not allowed
sparkle71539: only dougs and pee wee the shorts
sparkle71539: THAT IS IT
softbalchick181: lol
sparkle71539: lol
softbalchick181: do u have something agest Bert?
sparkle71539: do i have something?
sparkle71539: oh
sparkle71539: no... well yes
sparkle71539: yes i do
softbalchick181: lol
sparkle71539: bert i mean he lives with earny
sparkle71539: gay?
sparkle71539: or what
sparkle71539: he has a wierd shaped face
sparkle71539: 2
softbalchick181: lol
softbalchick181: but he has a rubber duckie!
softbalchick181: oh wait
softbalchick181: nm thats earny
sparkle71539: no that was earny
sparkle71539: yes
sparkle71539: bert is boring
softbalchick181: yeah
sparkle71539: well i must go take a shower now
sparkle71539: i will talk to you later
softbalchick181: me 2
softbalchick181: bye
sparkle71539: bye

My brain shall explode in 3. 2. 1...

Must..... make..........it up................for........................air........ I'm DROWING IN HOMEWORK! Geesh how do they expect us to get all of this k'su done? Really I think if I stay up all night, and don't shower or eat i may be able to get this done by.... oh say....a week from tuesday. It could be due to the fact I've been talking rather then workin...... NO that can't Possibly be it. I REFUESE to get off before he does *though i do need to shower* oh well its all good. PE IS FUN *not* I have just been informed it is not good to keep dirty pieces of wood in your body.... this is encouraging *no i do NOT know how to spell that* YES I DO Jon just told me! Learn somethine new everyday, hum i've been called a backstapper, thats rather unforutinite. I should do my science, or my Social Studies, but no, I"m stting talking to a macheen.... its after all the american way. However i prevaild! i got my english done and he was on the same problem! MUWHAHAH

I used to be able to do this

What the hell does "rip" mean cuz i'm trying to burn a cd and i can't get it to work and i think i'm supposed to rip it or something but i never had ot do that before but now i do and this really sucks cuz this should only take like min but I don't rip means!

Uh....well.....I don't really have one...................is that a bad thing?

Life is good, and then its bad, but then its good again so I think I'll go with that. Life is too short to be angry all the time, so I've decided not to be angry at people (other then my mother of corse) Sure there are flaws with people, Lord knows I have more then my fair share, but if we didn't have these problems we would'nt be us. I can't spell, and am very impatient, Kristi likes to sing along to every flippin song or twist things that are not ment ot be twisted. I might go crazy though if she didn't, so though I may yell at you, or scream or get very furterated when you do things, I'm not mad. I aslo think shoestrings are a silly thing to fight over. However I suppose God thinks are of all fights are silly. These petty arguments are really bellow us don't you think. *an for any of you who didn't exactially understand that. I AM NOT MAD AT ANYONE, thank you,* This week has provided much needed drama from my small life but now that the OC is back on you can all stop as I shall be reciving my nessary dossage with out your help. Thank you for your help and cooperation.

Status report

At O' 1240 hours operation RUN LIKE HELL comenced. As Kelsey and I RAN to our respective lockers all that was going threw our mind was GET TO THAT TABLE. To my great relief Kristi was all ready present and perpairing reservation cards. Over all operation RUN LIKE HELL was a success, we shall see what the future holds for tomarow. OVER AND OUT!

 

P.S i still have memory paragraphs

Poetic Justice, early morings, and sleep deprived teenagers

How poetic, a 13year old girl held up in her room after a quorell with her parents. Thus goes on the storm. I, tring not to hurt there feelings, them, being a**holes, I trying not to go mental, then failing horribly, bring on the rain. Angry people, backstabbing, who the hell starts a fight over flipping shoes? Why the hell is it so hard for us to tell the person we are mad at we are mad, not our friend, who tells a friend, and so on and so forth, eventially to be related to the person in question, only to start and intirly new, perhaps more difficult problem then the previous. Cloweded minds bring cloweded judgment, thus creating inner torment, confusion and a big helping of self doubt. This could all be contributed to hormones, or sleep depervation. If the latter of the two is the reason, Mrs. Peoples is to blame. For though hath no furry like a sleep deprived girl. My ever so clever moddo of a small town being like a small stage, us teenagers and our drama providing the moive dosn't allways hold up. For the ending of a movie is the best part, if people can't get over there foolish egos and pride then I fear there won't be an end or a brake in this feature film, and some of us need to go the bathroom. Thy sky is showing its furry with the thunder. A while back Kristen wrote an essay expaning why she didn't/shouldn't have to tell what political party she was. I never had a chance to read it though i wish I had. I understand not wanting to offand anyone and there views with your own, I think if you truly belvie you should STAND up for what you belive. Its hard sometimes, most of the time, okay well all of the time, God shall lead you THREW troubeled waters not around them. I just don't understand the point in having free beliefs if you don't stick up for them. The storm is heating up, but tomarow, we shall have a rainbow.

Lunch time, teenage girls, and battel planes

Threw out the history of the world, and it is a rather long history, there has been war. Violent war, dangerous war, no prisoners war, war. The only thing that has been around as long as war is lunch. Lunch, a time for people to gather around and commun. A time for freinds to be seated by friends, to speak with oneanothere about the days problemes. Perhaps the only thing more frightining then war is the teenager. The most violent of the species is the female. Known to strike if terrotori is invaded, and at undectiable times. Every gourp has their own war stratigies, the Indians killed with stealth, hid behind tresses and used arrows, The English had order, using there numbers and weapons to bring down appoinits. The Scottish used chemical warfair, sending the corps of the dead who had been suffering from small pox into an enamy terratory, The teenage girl stratige for battle, RUN LIKE HELL. Perhpahs not the best thought out military plan, but this was not the battel field, no this was far far worse, a place full of terror, horors not imaginable to most people, this was middel school. You couldn't simpley ask the little turds to get the HELL away from the table, no, for someone wise once said action seek better then words. The only problem in the oh-so-full-proffplan, is that our little band of girls is made up of fools, fools who can't seem to open there lockers. THis can put a damber into our RUN LIKE HELL, seeing as waiting patiently for someone to open there locker can be time consuming, tomarow operation, RUN LIKE HELL shall commence, and the ture war shall begin.

AHHHA

KRISTI THERE IS NOTHING ON LAUNCH! did somone spill there coffee so now I can't listen to crap. DANG IT!

Now how the hell am I supposed to know the subject before I write it? HUH? EVER THINK OF THAT?

It's November 1st, 8:08 p.m and President Bush is still in office, I still have a paper due Monday, still have a horribul relationship with my Mom, my grandmother is still dieing, yet life will still go on. November 2nd 10:00 *I am allowing all the time codes here* if all goes correctly *though it most likely won't* we may have new president. My paper won't go away, my relation ship won't change, and Grandmother isn't suddenly going to get her mind back, and life, hopefully, will go on. I'm scared. I guess I'm worried history will repet its self, and we will be just another acient race that flourished intill an dickhead rulor came into power. Thats not something I want to happen. I should really have more fath then this.. after all someone has to loose, someone must get hurt,,, you just never think it should be you. I don't know whats best for this country, I don't know what the hell I'm supposed to do to save the world, I could like be TREE GIRL! Saving trees and helpless birds where ever she goes! Ug! this is pathedic I"m going to go downstares and pretend to do homework. Better yet I think I'll potato on the couch.

Underwear goes in your pants

 Now before you think I'm in one of my deep, dark depressing moods, in wich you think you'll be able to take advantage of my fragel stat of mind and leave me and take all.... I must warn you that the fallowing is a song, I thought it was introsting, kinda funny and introsting. (though i do think you should not smoke weed.) Thank you and enjoy the show

Why is marijuana not legal? Why is marijuana not legal? It’s a natural plant that grows in the dirt. Do you know what’s not natural? 80 year old dudes with hard-ons. That’s not natural. But we got pills for that. We’re dedicating all our medical resources to keeping the old guys erect, but we’re putting people in jail for something that grows in the dirt? You know we have more prescription drugs now. Every commercial that comes on TV is a prescription drug ad. I can’t watch TV for four minutes without thinking I have five serious diseases. Like: “Do you ever wake up tired in the morning?” Oh my god I have this, write this down. Whatever it is, I have it. Half the time I don’t even know what the commercial is… people running in fields or flying kites or swimming in the ocean. I’m like that is the greatest disease ever. How do you get that? That disease comes with a hot chick and a puppy. The schools now… It is all about self-esteem in the schools now. Build the kids’ self-esteem, make them feel good about themselves. If everybody grows up with high self-esteem, who is going to dance in our strip clubs? What’s going to happen to our porno industry? These women don’t just grown on trees. It takes lots of drunk dads missing dance recitals before you decide to blow a goat on the internet for fifty bucks. And if that disappears, where does that leave me on a Friday night with my new high speed connection? Masterminds are another word that comes up all the time. You keep hearing about these terrorists masterminds that get killed in the middle east. Terrorists masterminds. Mastermind is sort of a lofty way to describe what these guys do, don’t you think? They’re not masterminds. “OK, you take bomb, right? And you put in your backpack. And you get on bus and you blow yourself up. Alright?” “Why do I have to blow myself up? Why can’t I just…” “Who’s the BEEYPIN mastermind here? Me or you?” Americans, let’s face it: We’ve been a spoiled country for a long time. Do you know what the number one health risk in America is? Obesity. They say we’re in the middle of an obesity epidemic. An epidemic like it is polio. Like we’ll be telling our grand kids about it one day. The Great Obesity Epidemic of 2004. “How’d you get through it grandpa?” “Oh, it was horrible Johnny, there was cheesecake and pork chops everywhere.” Nobody knows why were getting fatter? Look at our lifestyle. I’ll sit at a drive thru. I’ll sit there behind fifteen other cars instead of getting up to make the eight foot walk to the totally empty counter. Everything is mega meal, super sized. Want biggie fries, super sized, want to go large. You want to have thirty burgers for a nickel you fat mother f(some words my not be suitable for chirldren of all ages(. There’s room in the back. Take it! Want a 55 gallon drum of Coke with that? It’s only three more cents. Sometimes you have to suffer a little bit in your youth to motivate yourself to succeed in later life. Do you think if Bill Gates got laid in high school, do you think there’d be a Microsoft? Of course not. You got to spend a long time in your own locker with your underwear shoved up your ass before you start to think, “You’ll see. I’m going to take of the world of computers! I’ll show them.” We’re in one of the richest countries in the world, but the minimum wage is lower than it was thirty five years ago. There are homeless people everywhere. This homeless guy asked me for money the other day. I was about to give it to him and then I thought he was going to use it on drugs or alcohol. And then I thought, that’s what I’m going to use it on. Why am I judging this poor bastard. People love to judge homeless guys. Like if you give them money they’re just going to waste it. Well, he lives in a box, what do you want him to do? Save it up and buy a wall unit? Take a little run to the store for a throw rug and a CD rack? He’s homeless. I walked behind this guy the other day. A homeless guy asked him for money. He looks right at the homeless guy and says why don’t you go get a job you bum. People always say that to homeless guys like it is so easy. This homeless guy was wearing his underwear outside his pants. Outside his pants. I’m guessing his resume isn’t all up to date. I’m predicting some problems during the interview process. I’m pretty sure even McDonalds has a “underwear goes inside the pants” policy. Not that they enforce it really strictly, but technically I’m sure it is on the books.