Losing faith in better days

That band is kind of wimpy, but that particular song is nice.
Agh, they played Finger Eleven's "Paralyzer" today and I got it stuck in my head. I LOVE that song.
Ugh. I never want to play another home game ever again. At least not one on a Thursday.
Today just felt weird. I woke up at 12 AM and took a shower...because I swore my alarm went off. But it hadn't. It's not sleepwalking, because my eyes were open and I was perfectly concious.
Then the rest of the day...it was like being transported back to 7th grade. I felt so out of place and immature and socially outcast. It was weird.
I think it's the rubber bands.
Then there was a super long time between when school ended and when the game FINALLY started, where we were soundly defeated.
Heh, one of the girls didn't like how I was playing defense on her, so she was all, "Get off me!" Not my fault you can't get the ball.
"Dancing In Red Shoes Will Kill You" is a stupid book. I thought it would be about ballet and stalkers, but it was mostly about sexism, breast reduction surgery, and free expression. Whatever.

Blink 182 with Dad: not such a great idea

Yay, let's listen to the American Idol women stink up the stage.
Agh, duress, duress, sooo much duress! Not even sure why, but I'm pretty darn irritable.
Well, more so than usual.
I think I need to eat more.
It just so happens we're covering Stress in Health class. What a concept!
I scored 456 on the Stressed Out quiz (seeing as it had you list events from the past year), and Mrs. Lutz wanted to know why.
Well, I don't know, I get home at 4:30 every day after 2 hours of brutal practice where a cop made me pull myself across the gym floor, but before that, I'm bored out of my mind in several classes and have no idea what to do in the others.
I want to buy some Lucky Charms.
Going to NYU. Going to NYU, and no one can stop me.
But they don't exactly have financial aid.
Heh. I threatened to become a music major and my dad tried to be supportive. Lol.
Ouch, cheese.
Hate rubber bands.
Pizza's not bad.
Read a depressing book about suicide, sexual abuse, and cats. Why, Aimee, why?
I think I'm going to kill all my current Princess Diaries families and make new ones. Because I'm a little disatisfied with my current ones. And I want Perin to look more androgynous.
Pueblo: A Spanish word for a village or town
I'm thinking about getting one of Amby's SAT books. Only I don't want mine to be about vampires.

Zac Efron would be proud.

I really love these jeans. They're all denim-y and faded in the right places...but soft faded, like they're worn in, rather than "obvious acid-wash".
In other news, WE WON OUR FIRST BASKETBALL GAME TODAY!!!! AND I CONTRIBUTED!!!
Okay, it was one freethrow, but STILL!
And the team wasn't even that good (0-3, just like us, only now we're 1-3 and they're 0-4!!!), but STILL!!
We went out knowing we could win and came out ACTUALLY WINNING! BY THREE POINTS!
The refs were a little weird, but I guess they always are. Still, they would call pivots "travels" and called everything a foul, so by the end each team had more than 20 fouls.
Martin Luther King, Jr. was one of the greatest people that ever lived, but I'm having a lot of trouble reading his "I Have a Dream" speech. Maybe because my dad's playing Black Sabbath upstairs. Or because my teeth are all weird.
Agh, speaking of teeth, the orthodontist, idiot that she is, decided I need to wear a cross band, meaning I have to wear a rubber band that crisscrosses across my mouth and prevents me from opening my mouth, talking properly, and eating. I can't even chew gum anymore. It really hurt a while ago, but the Motrin kicked in. The more I wear it, the sooner it comes off, but seriously? I look SO STUPID. Now my bite's all messed up.
Tyler and I need to switch voices so people stop thinking he's gay and I'm a lesbian.
I sort of gave up on Robin McKinley's "Deerskin". It got really boring once she ran away into the forest. I know it's a really good book and all I and could've stuck with it, even during the boring parts, but really? White dress? Silvery dog? Incest? And an implied miscarriage? Not getting it.

Jessica Seinfeld lied to me

I bought all the stupid ingredients for her stupid cupcakes, mixed them all together, greased the pans, timed the oven, etc.
And what do I get?
A bunch of bland muffinlike objects covered in a nasty frosting, and if I were a kid, I definitely would NOT have been fooled by these imposters. Maybe Jessica's kids were, but they're sugar deprived and eat their vegetables like little angels and have probably never eaten a Twinkie in their life. Freaks.
Ha, we went to the library yesterday and I found a book called, "It's not the Stork!" which taught your children the TRUTH about where babies come from. In it were pictures of little boys and girls without pants on looking down at their boy/girl parts, fetuses, and *GASP* A NAKED MAN AND WOMAN HUGGING IN BED! AND YOU KNOW WHAT HUGGING LEADS TO!!! I thought the book handled the sex bit pretty well, because you can't just tell a 7-year-old what goes on in the bedroom, but come on: they explained sex as what happens when a man and a woman get too close. Well, they were a little more specific than that (so specific my mom forbid me to say it to ANYONE), but if I were a little kid, I'd still be confused. They followed up that paragraph with another one saying that you were too young to learn about sex anyway. Oh, okay then.
Bah, Sunday School. It's like sitting in church for another whole hour. The pastor's cool and everything, but honestly? I'd rather be at home. I still haven't gone to regular youth group, but if it's like Sunday School, I might just shoot myself. At least I have a chance to go this week, because it's a home game, so my mom doesn't have to drive 1000 miles to pick me up from Sedgwick or whatever.
It's perfect track weather outside. I wish track season started now, because when it does start, it'll be back to cold and rain and wet grass. I hate Washington.
And groundhogs, come to think of it.

Why is the game of Romance reflecting my past?

I dug out that game and played it for about 2 hours because I was so bored. It was pretty intense. Argh, I couldn't find "Herd Your Horses", so I had to use the dice from the American Girl game. I'm still using my horse markers. There were several games where everyone dumped me, and a particularly memorable one where I ended up with a bisexual smoker who read his horoscope everyday. For some reason, I have some of Jeannie's cards.
I love my bass. I need a new guitar strap. Chris has that amazing leopard one, and I really want it. IT'S FUZZY.
Mostly, I just wanted to show you some adorable lol* pictures.

I'm supposed to love you

I'm supposed to looove yoooou, WHOA-OA!!!
Sort of obsessed.
I mean, after all, I named my bass Patrick.
My dad was home, so William and I had a pretty long jam session with him. I hate that I'm calling it a jam session. Oh well. That's what it was. Mostly we just attempted to play the music he has for church.
Then we made some banana bread for my mom, using Jessica Seinfeld's recipe.
It's sort of messed up, because we had to use buckwheat pancake mix instead of whole wheat flour and olive oil instead of vegetable oil, and I added too much cinnamon, but it's the thought that counts, right?
I think it smells nasty, but my mom is practically salivating.
Our hearts beat for the diehards.
Long live the car-crash hearts.
NO PRACTICE TOMORROW!!!! I'm pretty excited. Usually my weekend goes by faster if there's practice, but NOT THIS WEEKEND! HALLELUJAH!
It was pretty cool, we had freshman pictures AND team pictures today. In the freshman picture, I'm sitting with practically all my friends. Well, we're all in the same area. Good enough.
Coach shaved his head again. Only an hour of practice. Sweet.

I gotz u a rly good book...but I eated it.

What is going on with "American Idol"? I was thinking this season was going to be the best season ever, but last night the girls sucked. REALLY BAD!!! And all the guys did good, except for JASON YEAGER AND LUKE MENARD!!! But tonight on the results show, Garrett whatshisname and Colton Berry got kicked off? Garrett (that's probably not even his real name, I just forgot what it was) didn't do great, but he had potential (AND HE WAS BETTER THAN JASON YEAGER!) and Colton was good!! I liked Colton!
I mean, come on, Jason. "Moon River"? I started laughing uncontrollably at the start of his performance.
I was SOOOOOOOOO glad Amy Davis got kicked off (XP) but Joanne? She did pretty bad, but I liked her a lot more than I liked Kristy Lee Cook.
I mean, come on. Kristy is boring, sang a grand total of four different notes in her song, reminds one of Carrie Underwood (NOOOO), and SOLD HER HORSE TO BE ABLE TO AUDITION ON "AMERICAN IDOL"! Who does that??? There is no excuse. And she's convinced she'll be able to buy it back. Haate.
Moving on...
Basketball was pretty fun. Ee, I got to play, but some girl licked my arm, and kept grabbing the ball from me, so I blocked all her shots. We lost, though. AGAIN. Oh well.
Hehehe, there was a hilarious Paula Abdul video on "American Idol". Randy was barely in it, and I doubt he was really playing bass, and that was so not Paula singing. Dancing, sure, but singing?? Lies. It was funny, but sort of catchy-ish and I want it on my Ipod.
Ew, my arm is still wet after that girl spit all over it. Sicko.
I finally finished my Health project, and I'm pretty proud of it. I drew a plane, signifying my moving to the States, as my most significant moment, but I had a little bit of trouble with my happiest moment, especially when I found out it was limited to events from the past year.
Um...nothing?
So I decided to draw a puppy, signifying my dad's approval of the puppy plan.
Dance like there's no tomorrow!

My puppy...let me show you it.

OMG!!! MY DAD SAID WE CAN GET A PUPPY!!!!!
Sure, it won't be till this summer, which most likely means July or early August, BUT STILL!
My mom and I are hoping for either a Pug, or a Chihuahua. Lol. Like Paris Hilton.
There's just something about Chihuahuas in purses.
Argh, I sort of bent my glasses today in basketball; someone hit me in the side of the head with the ball. -_- But I got them fixed at Costco. I guess today was crappy samples day, because who wants melon preserves and lentil soup?
GAME DAY TOMORROW!!!
You should come!!!
Only it's an away game. Scratch that, don't come.
I am not responsible for this next Spirit Week, so DON'T BLAME ME!!
Agh, a new assignment in Health. We have to draw pictures representing the following:
1. The most significant day/event of your life
2. Your greatest achievement in the past year
3. The happiest day/event of your life
4. Something you are good at
5. Something you hope to get better at
6. 3 words you want to be remembered by.
The only one I'm having trouble with is #3. All the things I can think of are superficial and not that important. I was considering "switching churches", but I don't know what I would draw for that.
Yay, we got to color the periodic table in science!!! How pretty.

BUT THERE'S NO MORE CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM!!!

Yay, we FINALLY moved on to chapter 5 in French. I'm starting Chapter 6 and don't feel at all guilty. I just need to work on aller (irregular) and "to want" (whatever that is).
Je veux de glace au chocolat.
MAIS IL N'Y A PAS PLUS DE GLACE AU CHOCOLAT!!!
ZUT ALORS!!!
Du pain complet? Je deteste du pain complet.
Curse you, library.
Alexis put up some semi-offensive posters in band. I didn't think they were offensive, but Paul did. Maybe because in the picture he was pregnant and standing with his five children next to a dancing Tellytubby.
Health class kind of sucks.
We had to think of 20 things we were good at, but we couldn't list "negative" things.
What if you happened to be really good at lying, stealing, cheating, swearing, and such?
And why is "hitting" a "negative" thing?
Aaagh, we had to talk about introversion and extroversion. My two least favorite words. Mrs. Lutz was rather miffed that I pegged her as an introvert.
Which, of course, she is.
This class seems pointless. And how are we supposed to know how many electrons an element has? It definitely did not cover that in our science book.
Now Coach is mad at us for slacking off. This is going to be a fun week.

Sun's gonna shine my way

It's days like today, when the sky is blue for once and the sun shines through the everpresent foliage, that I actually enjoy living in Washington.
And then it rains.
But it hasn't rained in the past two days, which is lucky.
So much for a four-day weekend. I barely got to enjoy it. Practice on non-school days should be outlawed. Yesterday seemed to go by both really quickly and really slowly at the same time. How eloquent, right? I mostly spent it at Amanda's house.
I find myself guilty of this often: why do people ask for help, and then don't accept the help you try to give them? Especially with math. That's why I never ask my parents for help with math because I'll just get mad at them and blow them off anyway.
But if someone asks me for help on a problem, and I see something I think needs fixing (and explains why their answer is wrong), they need to give me a reason why they know its right rather than, "No, that's not wrong. Duh."
Just...argh. 750 to 1500 is not a 20% growth.
I still want to be in a band.
Or be a singer like Colbie Caillat, or however the heck you spell her name.
But I can't sing. (Or write music for that matter)
I just want to think up song and album titles, and maybe help with the music videos.

Kotex lied to me (My butt is large and unsatisfactory)

I was going to write a song with that title, but I didn't.
That could almost be a Fall Out Boy song...if Fall Out Boy was an angry girl band.
Yeah. I haven't really posted. I've been...busy, I guess. I don't know where I've been.
This four day weekend seems ridiculously short. I think it was because for half of it I had basketball practice. LAME. None tomorrow, though.
Today was the last day of the "Rekindling the Romance" series at church, thank God. Now I don't ever have to hear about the marriage bed ever again. Hopefully, anyway.
I went to Sunday school, finally. It was okay. The message was cool and I really liked the speaker ("Aw...my heart flutters every time I see him..."), but it was like sitting in another hour of church. I knew a couple people, but I didn't want to say hi to any of them. I talked to one person the entire time. Who says I'm not social?
Ow. Ows. It's like my stomach hurts 24/7 now. Better than my hip, though.
Rereading Princess Diaries!!! Was trying to figure out which one was best. Time for another list.

1. Princess In Love (awwww...)
2. Princess Mia (DEMOCRACY! JP!!!)
3. Party Princess (Mostly because of Fat Louie's Pink Butthole)
4. Princess Diaries (the original one, which I first listened on tape, read by Anne Hathaway)
5. Princess in Pink (PROM!!)
6. Princess in Training (Except for Michael being a sex addict, it was pretty funny. And she became president of the sophomore class. w00t.)
7. Princess on the Brink (At least she broke up with Michael)
8. Princess in the Spotlight (JoCrox was the only cool part)
9. Princess in Waiting (70 pages of her stay in Genovia? So boring)

Yeah, I didn't count any of the 4 1/2's or whatever. That was invigorating. Crap, I have to go.

Stoopid.

Curse you, Kate Brian.
All of her books are the same.
"Megan Meade's Guide to McGowan Boys" was good.
"The Princess and the Pauper" was unbelievably lame.
I'm not sure exactly how I feel about "Fake Boyfriend".
The idea was pretty funny: two friends create a fake Myspace page for the perfect boy so their best friend will be able to get over her skank ex-boyfriend.
But the ending was SO OBVIOUS.
And Vivi was such a LOSER. Aargh, just a loser control-freak, and she didn't change at all, and Kate Brian tried to make it seem like everything she did (lie to her best friend, insult Johnathan, persecute her supposedly gay brother) was okay because everything worked out in the end. AND she got the guy!!! Aargh. She should have either died in a fiery conflagration or been rejected big time.
Lane was kind of a pushover, but she grew a spine at the end and was all, "Curtis, I love you!" She also told Vivi to screw herself and left her at an airport, which was PRETTY funny.
Isabelle is amazing. They made her seem kind of ditzy, until the end, which was pretty great.
Omg, Marshall. How shocking. And then how shocking again. Shocking everywhere.
Aaargh, every guy in the book was BLONDE. Nothing's wrong with that, but whenever a guy was considered "HAWT", they were blonde with no other distinguishing features. They all sort of blurred together after a bit. I've read books where there's nothing but dark-haired guys and the same thing happens. Also, I was trying to think of famous blonde people so they didn't all look the same, so Johnathan ended up looking like a broad-shouldered Will Pugh.
Curtis was the only guy with brown hair and he was pretty annoying.
I'm hoping to read something less formulaic and frothy.
Or maybe just as formulaic and frothy.
Pony Pals?

Monk!!!

"He's seperating his food!" "Me seperating food."
"NO, NO, Tommy, don't do that! That's nature. It's dirty. Nature dirty, nature dirty, nature dirty." "Nature dirty!"
"Mr. Monk and the Kid" = only the best "Monk" episode ever.
Tips for avoiding Ronald McDonald:
1. Use hostile body language; hunch your shoulders, frown, etc.
2. Talk loudly about uncomfortable topics.
3. Avoid eye contact.
4. When it's your turn, order something disgusting. Also, mixing up all the condiments grosses some people out; try this on Ronald.
5. Lastly, be mean to the other employees/patrons. No one in their right mind will approach you after that.
This worked pretty well last night at the McTakeover. Well, it mostly worked, until my mom MADE EYE CONTACT!
MY FEET HURT.
A $25 B&N giftcard + $20 will buy you a lot of books.
Well, not a lot, but I'm satisfied.
I had no idea there was a sequel to "The Boyfriend List", but I just bought it (who knew it had come out in 2006??). It was just as good as the first one. I hate Jackson.
Ew, I bought this book "In and Out" the last time I was at a bookstore and it was so stupid, but I bought the sequel anyway, because it was about boys and awkward situations. Mwahahaha. Only they try to make it seem like the popular girl is this really mean, ditzy person and her loser BFF is the sympathetic character, when in reality the loser is relaly clingy and whiny and the popular girl is kind of stupid but actually acts like a normal teenage girl.
And, lastly, "Fake Boyfriend"!!! It has a Ken doll on the cover! Kind of excited....
It's my dad's birthday today. And Tyler's, I guess?
Ow, feet hurt.
Well, I'm officially 5'9". The measuring stick I've been using at school for three years is WRONG.
If anyone makes a comment about how tall I am, I swear I'm going to kill myself.
In that case, comment away.

Dancing, boys, love...Sean Astin???

Argh don't you hate it when you have to PEE but you CAN'T pee because someone's yelling at you or whatnot and you just CAN'T GO?
I don't know, I was just wondering.
Basketball is still pretty okay.
OMG, I passed both of my finals!! And not just passed; I got an A on BOTH OF THEM! And I got A on some of the other Pre-AP work. What's up with that?
Do do do do. Connor and Sara are in my Health class. Health is pretty boring, or at least it was today because all we did was talk about hwo the class was "so controversial" because we have to discuss abstinence AND birth control, but we get to watch a lot of movies, including watching the birth of a baby. EW. Then we had to do this "getting to know you" thing where we had to convince people to sign for the things that were true about them, only instead of things like, "I've been to Hawaii," or, "I own a cat," it was stuff like, "I turn off the water when I brush my teeth."
Connor and I are in an abusive relationship?
Sorry, Connor.
Aagh it's so weird not having Amanda in any of my classes (besides math), because now I barely get to talk to her, and I see her in the halls?? Which never used to happen because I'd either talk to her at my locker or in the halls with her. I don't know, it's blowing my mind.
Tyler is in my Pre-AP class now and he's actually quiet? Amazing. He's at my lunch now, too.
We practiced sitting for Japanese class. It's part of our culture.
OMG, the "Animal Farm" movie is so violent! I thought Snowball escaped in the book, but in the movie he's torn apart by Napoleon's dogs. You don't see it, but you hear his terrified screams in the forest. Then the dogs come back and start nodding eerily.
Looking it up on Wikipedia. Though that's not the most reliable source, it's pretty darn convenient.
It took me a while to understand this icanhascheezburger picture.

OMG. There's a live action version of "Animal Farm"? WHY CAN'T WE WATCH THAT ONE INSTEAD OF THE CREEPY ANIMATED ONE?? IAN HOLM IS IN THE NEWER ONE!!! FOR CRYING OUT LOUD, IAN HOLM!!
Agh, my mom rented this dance movie with Sean Astin in it, and I sort of hate Sean Astin because he's too hobbity, but he also makes me laugh and he's kind of adorable. I didn't get to watch it, though!!! My mom said I would've hated it, because it's mostly flashbacks and subtle body language and falling in love crap.
And John Goodman's in it.
After "Born Yesterday", I never want to see that man again.
Wait, Kelsey Grammar is in "Animal Farm", too.
Hmmm...Ian Holm...Kelsey Grammar...Ian Holm...but Kelsey Grammar.
What this world needs is a National Anti-Valentine's Day celebration.
"Monk" is really sad. He wanted to adopt Tommy Grazer, but he knew he shouldn't. Then they got leaves from the bush and pretended to have moustaches.

Oh...my...goodness...there's a bed on the altar.

Oh my gosh. Oh my gosh. My pastor just preached to me about orgasms.
My PASTOR just preached to me about ORGASMS.
Okay, so the sermon wasn't totally about that subject, but it was about SEX and the MARRIAGE BED.
I thought Pastor Barry handled it pretty well, and I knew other pastors (that I don't feel like mentioning) would turn "sex" into a sermon about how wrong it is to feel attracted to someone, or how sex is bad, or whatnot.
And I agree that sex isn't dirty as long as it's with your spouse and them only (I honestly don't care if you disagree, that's how we Christians roll).
But to talk at length about a passage in Song of Solomon that, up until today, I didn't know was about sex. Pretty dang GRAPHIC sex.
Pastor: In the marriage bed, the man wants to feel like he can please his wife.
Lauren: TOO MUCH INFORMATION!!!
Yeah. And the worse part, I was there WITH MY DAD, because William was sick, so my mom stayed home. I don't know who was more embarassed, me or him.
And I was so planning to go to Sunday School today, too! I was like, "You know what, it's been too long, I should go," and my dad was sort of making me go anyway, and there are some pretty amazing guys that go to Sunday School, no lies, but after that message, I didn't want to walk in and be like, "Hi, my name is Lauren. Did you enjoy that graphic message about love and intimacy?"
Wow.
Enough about that.
I was listening to "Evening Out With Your Girlfriend" last night, because I've been listening to a lot of FOB lately, and "Pretty in Punk" really made me cry.
It's about this guy that is performing with his band or something, and he sees this girl he really likes, but she thinks he's all egotistical when he's really just shy. He also thinks her boyfriend is a jerk, but it's none of his business so he just walks off!!
It somehow reminded me of Simple Plan's "Vacation". I STILL hate that song. What guy would be that mean? Actually, I know guys who were that mean.

He's so immature!

Heh I love "The Swan Princess". It's so shallow, though. Two people that used to hate each other have suddenly "fallen in love" because they find each other attractive.
Odette: Why do you want to marry me?
Derek: You're everything I've ever wanted! You're...beautiful!
Odette: Thank you, but...what else?
Derek: What else? *thinks* What else is there?
They obviously do not get married.
But the parents don't know a thing about arranged marriage. It's cool if you want your kids to be happy, but you can always FORCE them to get married. That's what Arranged Marriage IS. You shouldn't be all, "Oh man, my daughter hates Derek because he's shallow, this'll never work." Aren't you the king? You can practically do whatever you want.
And why did King William have to be all mysterious before he died instead of telling Derek outright who killed him?
Derek: Who did this?
William: IT'S NOT WHAT IT SEEMS!
Riiiight. I would've just been like, "Btw, it was Rothbart. If you want to kill him, go ahead."
Actually, if they'd killed him in the beginning of the movie, NO ONE WOULD'VE BEEN HURT.
Then again, they wouldn't have much of a movie.
Ooooh well.
"Derek will come for me."

Shocking things can be rather shocking

AAAAAAAAAAH! I LOVE PRINCESS DIARIES SIMS!! I haven't moved anyone in yet, because I hate redecorating houses (or rather, I love it, but it takes SO LONG), and I haven't started working on the epic neighborhood story, but things are going good with the families I do have moved in. Helen and Philippe started out married, but broke up, and I'm trying to get Grandmere and Lars to move in with him. Mr. Gianini got Helen pregnant, so they're getting married, and Mia and Michael are going steady. Lilly and Mia are best friends, JP has a crush on Mia, but Lilly and Boris haven't met yet. Phew. I can't wait to see what lil Rocky looks like.
OMG I actually made the basketball team!!! They posted a list right after practice on Wednesday and I was on it!!! Sweet! Nobody has to quit to make room for me now! I'm pretty excited, but I missed practice yesterday, so I'll probably pay for it today.
Viking Jazz Festival = boring. There was this one high school that was really good, but the other bands weren't worth watching, so we just acted retarded and ate Paul's snackums (which is pretty much the most amazing word ever). Then there was a lot of fuss about the secret pocket, which was in his PANTS.
I heart Atreyu.
And Patrick Stump.
Patrick Stump Sim??
'twould be amazing.
Agh. I need a new word besides "amazing".
They extended the semester till Monday. :P Lame. Amanda's schedule got all screwed up and now she's switching out of English and getting a new lunch, so I'll practically NEVER see her. Dang.