Good day! *oringenal no?*

GOOD DAY! I know! Awesome right! Well, I shant go play by play for you, but rather, I'll give you tid bits of the conversations through out.

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Spanish Class, Second Period, were presenting our "Mi Famila" to the class. Zack has just finished presenting to the class. Laura leans over to me.

Laura "I give him a 8.4. He faulted a bit while holding the poster but he brought quite a presence to the stage"

Me: "I give him an 8. I'd really like to see more from him, he knows he needs to step it up with he wants to compete with the rest"

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Science class. Were debating about Yucca Mountain, the place the goverment picked out to store necular wast. I'm a house wife dead set against it. Laura is a plumber all for it.

Laura: "I'd like to point out, that while what they said was true, there is no evidence my point is wrong"

Me: "Or is there?" *This is supposed to be 1 person talking time*

Laura: "While this isn't perfect, theres no better solution."

Me: "Or is there?"

Laura: "Most people agree that this is a good idea, the best plan"

Me: "Or do they?"

Laura: "MRS. HOESHAW! She's NOT helping!"

Me: "Save the children!"

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Student Faculity basketball game after school. Snyders been telling us all week to go becuase it will be "entertainint" Snyder runs down the court, trips over his feet, ball rolls to Mr. Shook, Shook kicks it to Snyder, Snyder dives, ball goes out of bounds.

A little blond girl in the stands yells "Your right Snyder! This IS entertaining!" Snyder turns and glares.

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Pizza with the principals, I'm standing because I'm late, when I see the strangest thing.

Me: "Shook, do you have fasination with cats?"

Shook: "This isn't my room"

Me: "Okay...so you wouldn't know why there is a picture of a cat and an owl in a leaf sail accross the ocean?"

Shook: "No, no I would not"

Me: "I think the cat and the owl are in love, and they secretly meet every night at the dock becuase their familys do not approve, then they decided to run off together"

Shook: "I love your imagenation"

Me: "Shook, why are these roses blue?"

Shook: "I've told you, this isn't my room"

Me: "I think its...."

Shook: "You really don't want to be here do you?"

Me: "Absolutly not. Can I go?"

Shook: "Wheres the leadership in this group! I want...."

Guy at door comes in wanting Shook to sign off on something. Shook walks out, I follow.

Me: "Bye Mr. Shook!" I way sweetly and run back to the caffiteria.

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End of 8th period. They've just announced that I won the writting week thing which is pretty awesome. I however would of been more surprise had Shook not basicly told me I had won it a week earlier in the hall. Then at Pizza with the Principal he goes "What do you want to be" I told him a writer. He began to laugh.....Anyhoo, they announced my name and some other stuff I couldn't hear. I get to my locker and some little guy is talking to Leonte

Guy : "What kind of a name is Virginia!"

Me: "Hi! I'm Virginia! Nice to meet ya'"

Guy: "Uh...Congrats?"

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And so ends my very good day full of tests and presentations. Tomorrow is the last day before brake so many will be out. FREE DAY!

Hum...don't know what to say....

Alrighty, so I did have something to update about, and it was actually funny, but I forget what that was now.

Yep, I've just been really anoying lately. Can't stop causing problems, need to quite screwing everything up, gotta be better.

Wasn't that fun? I thought so. I shall go avoid homework now, if you'll excuse me.

First day of spring!

The first day back after a four day weekend usually sucks. My mom however was kind enough to wake me up late giving me an extra 10mins to sleep in! Thanks mom!

So once I got dressed, and ready, and did my hair, I still had freakin time to eat because dang it, I get up to freakin early. I'm sure theres some lesson to learn here but I'm too lazy to find it.......

Right so school....*Trys to remember school, seems she blocks ot horrible memories* Actually, it didn't suck too bad. Sure, Spanish was a mind numbing experence, what with the insults and the all around stupidness. However I did turn around in time to hear Jon yell "I WILL NOT CALL MY DAD A SEXY WHORE!" So I suppose in some sick and twisted way, it was worth it.

Wow, that sounds horrible....Oh well, thats life. :D (thats a big smilie face for ya folks)

So after school, I'm sure whatever we did during the rest of the day was unimportant nonsense that I'll never need in the real world. Like English, and Algebra. I mean, whats the use? Right..So I'll stop that now.

Heres what REALLY happend after school, I walked out to the car only to see my grandfather beating up 6mexicans with nothing but a AAA book and a pocket knife.....Oh wait, that wasn't me. Woops.

Actually, I went rollerblading with Cole, Laura, and Kyle. Not the people I hang with usually, but the people I usually hang with can't rollerblade. Twas quite fun. We TRIED to teach Laura how but we hit a few snags along the way. Like when she kept crying out in pain.....

If you believed that I think you need to go back and retake "Sarcasium 101" So Cole gave Kyle and I some money to go to the Village Pantry and but him some power drink or something....I don't know but it most likly causes cancer or seomthing.  Anyhoo, we spent the rest of the money on cookies and gummy worms and ate them before we got back.

And so, on the first nice day of spring *I know the first day was like 2weeks ageo* *I don't care!* I actually enjoyed the outdoors.

A sign of things to come? I most certenly hope so.

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Thingy of the day:

Me: Laura! Stop taking notes right now!

Laura: And why should I do that?

Me: They will give you cancer!

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Its true, they do.

Update on the hairclip sisuation

This is just an update, though I'm sad to say I don't have any good news, I'm afraid I've lost my hair clip and it will never be seen again, but if you happen to stumbel across it in one of your many adventures through life, please, return it for I am utterly lost with out it.

Begone foul Easter Dresses!

If church was like this every week I would stop complaining about getting up early. The entire sancuary was filled and thats about 500 people right there. All the hymes were sung willingly, no one had that look of pure loathing on their face, and people looked, dare I say? Happy.

It was really amazing to hear everyone with the organ and the chior(s). Even nicer that I'm no longer in any of them:) Sure I was tired this morning but if your tired your sleeping, and sleeping is fun, and I suppose tis my own fault I stayed up last night. I only went to bed when Kristi told me the Easter bunny wouldn't come to my house if I was up.

I dictched the dress cloths as soon as we got home and I am currently sitting on my bed in a pair of jeans, an over sized shirt, and sandels. How I love sandels......

So I'm looking foward to an afternoon of being lazy and eating my ONE chocolate *laugh all you want Dishman* bunny that I begged my mom to let me get. I'm going ot make the best of it by starting with the ear...then the tail....*begins to drool*

Happy Easter Everyone.

*Made by yours truly :)*

 

P.S Do any of you know how many freakin horse graphics there are out there? Quite a few, quite a few....

Saturday after noons

So I'm sitting here, at the kitchen table, taking a brake for scraptbooking my freakin  heart out for this autobiograph project, when I grab a granola bar.

This particular granola bar is said to have peanut butter chips and chocolet chunks it in. So as I eat it I inspect it. Its true, it has the cutest little peanutbutter chips. This gets me thinking...could you make chips out of anything? Say could you make grahm craker chips? Cheese chips!? I mean I would bye cheese chips wouldn't you? This idea is going to make me so much money, maybe even as much as cheesey butter will! We can only hope.

Wonder what color of box they will come in...

Horrible news

Horrible news, I've lost my hair clip. Woe is I.

Wheres my freakin Easter Egg!?

So its past the time of Easter Egges and the freakin awesome bunny that scares the heck out of me when I go to the mall. Was a awesome time but I'm ready to move on with life. Like driving.

But thats not going to happen anytime soon, and I miss dying easter eggs. But thats not what today is about is it? Nope, if you think so your very much mistaken, but don't worry about it! I'll take you to Sunday School with me! All ya gotta do is ask.

Then I can try to talk my way into Sunday School. I don't think I ever went....Hum....oh well, I'd do it for a friend.

I gave up Ice Cream for Lent which I suppose was a pretty easy task considering I don't reallly eat ice cream....For those who don't know, Lent is the 40days when Jesus went into the dessert and suffered and stuffs. So...For 40 days your supposed to give up something you really like.

Last year I gave up something....can't rmember now...and the year before that I gave up McDonalds. I've done really well this year with Ice Cream though I changed the rules to allow MilkShakes. I slipped ONCE because I completly forgot, so I'll be waiting until the day AFTER Easter to enjoy my ice cream. It's only fair.

The point of it being, I was actually tempted today! This makes me feel good to know that at least I'm somewhat sacraficing SOMETHING. Oh my, that didn't come out right at all.....*Bangs head against table*

I'm finally begining work on my autobiogrpahy project. I was about 3hrs. into it when I relized I was doing it against hte rules. Great.

Anyhoo, HAPPY GOOD FRIDAY! Go out and sing happy songs dang it!

 

More stuffs!

Allright, I hate doing stuff like this, and I wasn't going to, but I think something needs to be said. I'm not saying this is LACK of others speaking out, because there not. Its just recently that I've formed an opion about it. It confused me greatly until today.

I'm sure everyone in America knows who Terri Schiavo is by now. Everyone knows the sisuation surounding her. I didn't know what to think, I was so conflicted about it. All the medical terms and videos just made me more confused. Then I read something that said people are not God and shouldn't act like it. That made a lot of sense to me. We can't handel this one woman,  He deals with every person in the world.

Were obvesouly not mature enough to make such decisions. Just look at what it's doing. People are ending life long relationships arguing over it. I was aruging with my self.

You see, even though I believed that we did not have the right to end anothers life, I couldn't help but think that if I was Terri, I wouldn't want to go on living like that. I know that sounds horrible, and I suppose if I was Terri, I wouldn't be aware enough to make a decision like that....Or maybe I would, I don't know. Thats the problem, ever one can make the decision but her.

But then I read a quote from her mother in the paper during Advisory. *Stupid class finally came in handy for something* Of coarse, my parents got ride of the paper so I can't directly quote it and all my hope of looking offically has gone out the window. *tear*

It was her mother begging people to let her save her daoughters life, telling them that she had nightmears about Terri's dieing face.

Thats when it hit me that this poor woman has complete strangers telling her is "constatutional" to end HER daughters life. I also relized that I would never want my mom to feel anything like that. Sure I can't stand the woman, but to have no controll over someone you love life is horrible. Watching her die is horrible.

Transition

I'm in the middle of changing styles but I promase after that there WILL be something intersting to read about on here.

Were taking the beloved curse in for repairs. You probably won't know what I"m talking about until I explane later.

Think...I need an antedote.....think think think! I SWEAR I"ll think of something! I havn't lost all my mo-jo yet! Really!

OH! I just thought of something! It's going ot have to wait though....

FRUSTRATION!

I've done this 3 times! I get done, and then I touche the wire with my foot and it all goes away! I even had cool little captions!

I'm going to make this simple so I don't kill it again.

Me, Pictures, I DO NOT TRASE The frist one sucks, I hate it, I don't know why I"m putting it up, but I am. I'm sure theres a wonderful reason I just havn't thought of yet.

Geese, that sucks big time...Why oh why must I tourture my self and put these on here?

Why I ponder that...Look at this one!

Allrighty. So, I like it a little better...but really, its just something I did at midnight trying to kill time with out the internet. BAD THINGS HAPPEN WHEN I DON"T HAVE THE INTERNET! As you can clearly see above

However, I like her hair. It kinda looks like mine...but for some reason mine dosn't fall perfectly in any position I move into...Weird huh?

Well...thats all for now.

Stupid chipmunks

So, we lost internet for a week. We went out and baought a new modem, we called the guy, and the reason we were with out it? A freakin chimpmunk chewed through the outside wires. So the cute little animals I used to feed when I was younger have betrayed me.

Curse them.

My parents have now gainded total controll over my pathedic being, more on that when I get the pictures. *dun dun dun!*

I'm getting a hair cut...yep...I swear I did have something to say but darn I can't remember it now!...................

Oh darn.

*I've got 2 more pictures, bugg me enough and I might put them up*

Allrighty boys and girls. I am BACK!

So we were having more internet troubles, we went out and baought a new modem so hopefully that should fix the problem.

Anyhoo, I was bored, and trying to kill time before sleep. *It was only 11p.m* I found the sctech pad, and well.....this is what happend.

I call it "Young girl forced to slowly die while internet is down"

Or... "Ode to lost internet"

And though none of you will know this, its Ellie from "Rave Master" Yeah, I just drew it out of the manga, I can copy things just fine *No I didn't trase it, its completly freehand* but copying is easy. Anyone can copy. But just give me a pincil and paper? Yeah, thats when I'll suck things up.

Until I figure out something to do.

Later.

 

P.S Derek FINALLY commented on something! To bad I had to get all deprissive for him to do it...

Its cold in here...That dosn't really have anything to do with what I'm going to say...but it is!

WARNING! Be forwarnd that the fallowing contains anoying amounts of "rantage" and some other sort of stuff that isn't too fun to read about. Feel free to skip over it if you like

 

I don't know if I'll be going to far putting this in here...I was just going to type it out and send it to where all private matters go...the duck tape box under my bed. But I decided perhaps I could find some way to get everything across on here. Futile this may be, I have nothing else seperating me from Algebra.

As humans, especially teenage girls, we conterdic our selves. I hate doing it, I notice myself doing it all the time, and it sucks. I hate it when others do it. But then I remember that I did it. Why I did it. And it makes sense while there doing it.

I do it because I start out with some blunt statment that I made in a moment of anger or happness or just pure emotion, then later after a good while of listening to FIF or Relient K, I slap my self and think "Why the heck!"

So when they spend the longest time trying to make me do something then when I begin to do it, and  THEY start becoming sad. I get confused.

Maybe I'm bipolor, maybe I'm manic depressive, maybe I'm just your AVRAGE teenager. It just seems that the happier I get, the more complacated they get, and the more I try to please them. I'm so parenoid at this point. I ask if their angry, because when I didn't they though I didn't care. Now I'm just being nosey.

It's not hard to please them, but it's not something I'm willing to do. I get selfish, thinking that I can have it all, when in reality I know I can't. But how many times have I talked to him about how pointless reality is? How many times have I just jumped off the edge? How close have I come?

And now that it seems I'm braking down I relize I'm extremly happy. This is going to get quite the response and I may not be so happy after that, but I guess it's just frustrating . To have it all yet to live under the fear of it instantly dissaperaing to only be a memory.

Memories are cool, but life's better.

 

Despret teen hopes to not loose insperation!

I've just been hit with a rare and unusually large amout of "deep insider" stuff.

Too bad i have to go beat Centerals Butt in a basketball game now.

INSPERATION DON"T LEAVE ME!

Until I return, take this into consideration.

"Of coarse your okay...Your alive" and...

"Oh good, the barn burned down, now we can see the stars"

Sinzel fitzer waltz? *If you read the previouse statment I fear for you as it has no meaning.*

Now, this is part where I go into internet speak, ride my self of 6 years of Enlgish class to give an angry rant using odd spellings and absolutly no punctuation.

That is, after all, what the normal teen would do.

I've been told I'm less then normal. But darn it just made me mad. I somehow make him upset to he suddenly goes into throwing out personal insults I've told him before to never say in front of others.

He'll instult me like very few know how to do yet I'll still call him a friend. I'll egnore it. And then I'll talk to him like nothing ever happend. But I'll always be there for him. He knows that. He takes it for grantite. But I can't do anything about that. I'm not going to give up.

The best birthday EVAH!

Okay, So I'd like to say first and formost, I had this all wirtten out. I lost it. Then when I was going to redo it my internet crashed. It just came back on about 4mins ageo. This is a good thing as I sersouly was loosing it. I'm not talking my normal going crazy. This is far worse.

I was doing productive things.

Now arn't you glad thats all stoped? I am. Anyhoo your in luck because I've written this all out during my time of deadness. Yay!

March 12th:

I believe the word is "Yarg" So much has happend in the past two days, yet so little. I turned 14 yesterday. And so far, I"ve been the happiest in a long time and felt the saddest in a long time.

So school yesterday went a little something like this, I wake up at 6 to find my dad trying to sneak into my room to put balloons up. Sadly he is not the sneeking type so I was wide awake. Surprise or now surprise, it was very sweet of him.

I had a studnet council meeting so I was up early anyway. When I saw my locker I was very excited to see it decorated. I always wanted my locker decorated on my birthday but this is the first time I've had good enough friends  to do so. Krisit then gave me my gift, a hat that says "Dons Dohnuts, half the fat and twice the sugar" I had to go the mall and pick it out because apparently, I'm "The hardest person to shop for, ever"

At lunch Krisit Kasey and Alyssa were late. I knew they were planning something but I didn't know what. I see the 3 of them running down the hall in a panic. This can't lead to good things. Then they enter the caffettera. They are carring a cookie cake with my name on it. I was so happy. SO everyone at the table including some who came over, got cake.

Jon gave me Santus Real *A c.d* 7th period and I had lost it by 8th. However! I was able to get away from him, go back to Algebra, and retreve it with out anyone the wiser. (Though now that i"m putting it in here everyone will know....)

Alyssa, Kristi, Kasey, Jimi, Jon, Derek and I were all going to meet up at Starbucks at 6. Alyssa Kristi and Kasey are the only ones who like coffee but it was a good way to meet up. Whats cool here is that Leonte' showed up. He wasn't even invited, just overheard me talking about it in Social Studies. But he was deffintly welcome.

We sat down for a while and I opend things. I got orange soda! And lots of other nifty things I am too lazy to speak of. *Oh, and if you tell the guys at starbucks its your birthday, they don't charge you!* WE started getting loud so we decided to go to the mall as to avoid trouble.

Fast foward an hour and were in Sears making Jimi try on prom dresses. Jon, Derek, and I however were out looking for sweatervests while Jimi, Kristi, Alyssa, and Kasey were in the dressing room. We lost Leonte' near the socks. Jon, Derek, and I had returned empty handed as neither of them know the way around the mens section! We begin to run to up to The others when they tell us to stop. I guess Jimi wouldn't do it if we were near by. Then Kasey goes "Kristi broke the door!" Kristi apoligizes to the lady and we decided to leave. Notice how WE made the decision? We were being forced or anything.

Only thing is Kasey got scared. I don't know what they were thinking but Kasey Kristi Drek and Alyssa Kina "ran" out the side door then came back into the mall through another entrence. Now really theres nothing wrong with this other then it jmust of looked odd. Jon, Jimi, and I just elft through the mall exit. On the way out we see to clerks pointing at us and wispering. It was fairly easy to make out the words "Teenagers, brooke, shopelifting, watch" Jon and I just looked at each other. "It's okay, even if they do stop us we havn't done anything" He's right. I'm just being parenoid. WE met back up with the rest of the gang including about 20people from school and Leonte'. Jon Jimi Derek and I went ahdead to leave the more sociable people to chat.

We headed to Sam Goody's and along the way we pass a securty guard. Once again Jon and I look at each other and I see I'm not the only one parenoid. We looked around Sam Goody's for like 20mins waiting for the others to show up. When they didn't I called Kristi's cell. It rings and rings then she answers. However it is quickly hung up.

So I'm in full panic mode because that is so unlike Kristi. I think the guys were worried also, even if they wn't admit it. We go back into the mall to see Kristi, Kasey, and Alyssa talking to two security guars and some other guy. Suddenly I'm trying to decided weather or not to help my friends or save my self. Friends won. *Thank goodness, I'd be a jerk if they didn't!* On the way down a guy from school passes and says "They are looking for you!" No duh! So we get closer and I notice they've been crying. However secerity must of thought we were nosy teens because they told us to move it along. Then somebody goes "Thast teh young man!"

The next thing I know Jimi is gone and Jon and Derek are headed around a cornner. We wait a while hoping everyone will walk by. They don't. I go out by my self to see about 20people just standing there watching my friends get questiond. *Which I might add is illegel to question an minor without there guardian* 15mins later we alll go out to find Jimi and Alyssa huddeled with Leonte' and some others. Kristi and Kasey are no where to be seen.I walk to Jimi and he shakes his head. He says that the security guards awere really cool but the store manager is ticked. From what Jimi said it made it sound like they would be fined. 400 dollars for a broken door.

Lahf an hour land one sobbing phone call from Kristi later I'm in the car explaning this to my parents. Right in the middle of my story D.J calls my cell to wish me a ahppy birthday. He puts Corbin on so I'm talking to my 3year old nephew while in the middle of telling my parents why the police now know my face sitting in the Best Buy parking lot before going birhtday shoping. The irony is maddening.

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However, This may not sound fun, but I had an awesome time. And now I get to tell all these people about my great 14th birthday. It dosn't look like they'll be fined now. Well my sentices are getting choppy so I better head out.

I really outa update more.

So I do more updating when I'm really busy and have no time to update. It fits into my procrastenating schudel that way. But I just ditched the family to stay home and do nothing so I might as well rack my brain for something worth mentioning.

Mind you I mustent complain for that upsets Derek as I apparently ALWAYS complain. I don't agree with him on that but I will do my best to make the little dweeb happy. *maybe...* Okay...Well gather round boys and girls because I've got a story about a Woodchuck thats going to knock your socks off!

The scean is 8th period. Its Mrs. Bennets class and were all sufferning from a little thing I'd like to call "My-Teacher-is-a-Moron-itis" Symptomes include, Talking back, Deep hints of sarcasium, radome rambelings, and declaring randome people king/and or queen of nations.

We had been moved into groups, however we picked our little groups *yay!* Leonte' *he will be known as Lee* Patrick, Jon, Vidhi, Myself. We had been given a work sheet that invovled much sarcasium that I couldn't do because I have a freakin C! *she's not a fan of sarcasium* So Jon, Vidhi, and I are all somewhat working on our paper when I look up at Lee and Patrick.

There talking about something...That stupid "How much wood could a Woodchuck chuck if I woodchuck could chuck wood" thing. Now normaly this would be odd...but not for the two. I go back to my work sheet. A few seconds later I look up again when Lee stands up yelling "WHERE DID YOU GET 6lb!?" Patrick goes "Its the formula! 9-3=6x!" Jon goes "Where the heck did you get that?" Patrick "It just reprents numbers! x= the wood!"

Now don't you think insted of x it should be "w" So I bring this up. After a few minunets of aruging about that Patrick decideds he can change it so it is now 9-3=6w, where ever the heck that came from.

I go back to work yet they contiue this dumb arguement and there seresouly into it now. I look up and notice that Patrick looks kinda like a Woodchuck...you know..if they were real...So I told him. At first he denys it...now something happens and I'm not sure what because I blinked..but suddenly I hear him shouting "I AM THE WOODCHUCK KING!"

I looked up, Jon looked up, Vidhi was doing her stupid work so she didn't look up. I just stared at Jon, then looked at Patrick who was dancing around...then started laughing. "How can you argue that?" I asked Lee. He just shakes his head and sits down.

The rest of class was spent with tails of the wood chuck needing to meat his quota of chucking 6lbs of wood. This was acomplished by throwing pincils...I love school.

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We beat LP yesterday for the first time in 3 years! That was awesome. Then we beat BonAir today but Shawn broke her wrist when the stupid girl rammed her. *they did call a charge*

Gwargel.

I  was really looking foward to this 3day weekend thing. Really I was. Boy do I know how to screw up weekends.

So Saturday was spent basicly at some chior feild trip thing that wasn't horrible yet stopped me from sleeping in. Sunday was spent by being dead. Seems my body thought life had been to good so I spent the majority of the day throwing up and trying not to pass out. It was really not fun in the least. Today is Monday and though my stomach *HA You see Derek! I Can spell it right!* is much better I still feel like some old person because it hurts to move and I'm so freekin tired.

This dosn't make Virginia a happy camper. It is truly sad when you celebrate the eating of a bannana, and the fact the banana stays eaten.

And now what do I have to do? Algebra. Crap. I had forgotten about it up to this point. I don't even have a reason not to do it. I have no one to talk to seeing as somehow my friends have suddenly found lives. I am full of envy.

So..........Yeah....Anyhoo I'll stop boring you with my exciting weekend and tails of puking. Besides, I have homework and I really wouldn't want to put off procrastenating about it any longer then necessary. HAH and they say I don't have good study skills.

7up, cheese, and the little things in life.

I am in freakin heaven. Get this, I, Virginia, is home at the regular time, no homework, sitting in my room, listening to music, and eating. Well, ITS ABOUT FLIPPIN TIME!

Ah, much better. Really though, it feels so good to just sit in my room afterschool *It feels differn't after school.....* eating a cheese taco. And what a mighty fine taco it is! Microwaved to profection, the gooey cheese spills away from the soft shell. *takes a big bite* I did have bag of Doretos...but as usual, it soon dissapeared. My curtins are up so I have the full view of the court. No grandfather to entertain, basket ball a full 3hrs away. This. Is. Awesome.

Alas, with this new high comes a new low. I am begining to forget the little fun things in the day and am having to look in others blogs to be reminded of them. There was a time when I could just pull up things but apparently that has been replaced with my new knowladge of the food label. *Health Class* You see yesterday was the first of many days as we "Fung Shwaed"

You see, the girls at our table all seem to sit in about the same seat everyday, with the acception of myself who is allways getting thrown in to awkward spots in an attempt to make me embarressed or something by sitting next to Jon. But we still sit in pretty much the same order. The guys on the other hand mix it up. They have a new little spot everyday. Kasey, God bless her, was botherd by this. Felt the "engery" Was off. And truth be told. I felt the same.

So with one upward movment all the girls stood up and ran about trying to find another spot. Personally I think some wern't too pleased with the spots the aquired. I also think that some wern't as thrilled about the idea of running about in a mad panic as Kasey and I were. I said "Who wants to play musical chairs!" She and I both stood up really fast, no one else did. We paused, looked at each other, and with knowning nod....*that sounds so dumb..* switched seats. The "Fung Sway" Was complet.

It hurts my brain to know I totally copied off of Kasey's blog for the idea. But dang it these people are becoming compatation! They seem to update faster then is possible.

And Derek. I did not forget about my computer geekish, RPG obsessed, littlefreind. How could I do that? Sure, you complain of not being in this enough, yet you never leave any comments....So heres a story of Derek.

The scean is Algebra. I've just faild a test along with everyone else in 8th grade. Derek sits next to me, scribbeling in a note book. I did not find this odd as our brains were dead and I was in the processes of crumpeling up paper, then smoothing it out. I was interupted however when Derek goes "LOOK! Its pretty good for me!" I glace and smile then turn and continue to talk or fold or do whatever it is I was doing. "So I'm not going to get an complaments or anything? I see how it is" So I look, say its good, then he points to the sword. "Come on! Even you play enough RPG's to know what that is!"....Well yeah....its a sword.....I know that. He goes on to name it, its power, the best weapon in the game it was from, the secret weapon in that game, and even AFTER he was yelled at for talking, he wrote me little notes on it. People all I know about swords are that there shiny and freeken awesome for killing bad guys.

So theres Derek. Happy? Leave a freeken comment!

I've been told to be happy about it....but they can't make me!!! Well...yeah they can..nevermind...

So seeing as I'm sitting here, in my room, in my chair, my totally awesome chair, King of the chairs...We've been through how cool my chair is havn't we? Right so where were we....Right, in my chair, on a pillow, wearing my Science Olympaid shirt which is flippin awesome, and looking at my mountian of homework, I decided to update. Its only what we can expecet from a good procrastenator. *Pluse Jon isn't online and I have no one to talk to.* *tear*

Anyhoo were going to do something really weird and I will try and rant on only 1 subject! Thats like writing an essay...crap. I'm doing even more school work arn't I? I swear...All I learn there is lies and trickory.

Subject? Birthdays. Manly...mine. Because mine is the only one that matters right? *joking joking...don't kill me...please* Anyhoo seems as for some unknown reason, perhaps it was a subbliminal meassage in a song, or a deep dark dream I had as a child, I have come to not really look forward to my birthday.  I guess this bugs people...and I can understand why. I must really be anyoing when I avoid it. I don't mind it really. Its not that I'm not excited, I am, I guess....*don't you love people who second guess them selves?*...Okay..thats anoying. Were now switching into "ITS MY BIRTHDAY I DEMAND GIFTS!" Mode. Quite frankly, the other mode was getting frustrating. *though I still think its a lot of fuss*

Remeber my whole "Ranting on only one subject"? Who should...it says it just above, if you do'nt remeber it I suggest you get your memory checked....however it dosn't really matter becasue I lied. I shall say one more thing before I leave you and contiune in my never ending quest to avoid homework. I am only saying this becasue everyone else said it and I am one to fallow the crowd...well not really....but this needs to be said anyway.

James *Jemini* The first female president of the United States, is buying Canada for the pancakes. In my opion, it should of happend sooner.

Oh, and I got a paper cut inbetween 5th and 6th period on a paper I was copying. Just another reason kids not to cheat!