F my life.

They changed my schedule AGAIN.
So they pretty much eliminated any chance of my having classes with friends.
I won't be seeing at least 6 of my friends all year long.
It's pretty frustrating.
Chemistry, math, and history, which tend to be my worst classes, take up the first three periods.
And the teachers seem pretty nice.
But I kind of wanted to be in a bad mood about this year.
They switched up the band schedule, so I wasn't able to take my first choice of English.
Then, all of a sudden, I'm thrown out of my second choice into Women's Studies.
WOMEN'S STUDIES!!!!!
THAT class, however, seems like it might be pretty entertaining. The teacher is pretty funny and nice, and I've heard stories about her. Funny ones.
And PE is full of other lazy teenage girls who want to do Pilates and yoga. AWESOME.
But STILL!! AAAAARGH!
I don't have classes with practically ANY band kids!
Neither with my best friend, but whatever, I guess I've been replaced. Understandable, but lamentable all the same. And irritating. But whatever.
AAAAAAAAARGH, but for some reason, I have LOTS of classes with an overly amorous male aquaintance.
NOT INTERESTED. THANKS.
It's going to be one of those years.
I was hoping to keep boy drama to a minimum. Looks like that's not going to happen.
But friend drama...I guess I'm safe in that department because I'll HAVE NO FRIENDS.
And grades? Who knows. All the teachers seem fairly reasonable.
But I was kind of depressed walking into history. Because I realized any chance of my EVER having Mr. Walker as a teacher flew out the window.
Unless I fail Chemistry and take it next year.
There is nowhere I can turn, there is no way to go oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooon!
Darn. Javert is dead. The only thing left to look forward to is Marius' moving solo.
Well, that, and a rousing chorus of "Do You Hear the People Sing?"
I just realized: I HATE the song "Turning". Stupid stupid stupid. Of course they're dead. You could sound a little less happy about it!

Robin Hood: the terror continues

AAAAAAAAAGH!
I HAAAATE Robin Hood.
He's an egotistical, chauvinistic mysoginistic jerk, but everything he does is rationalized as heroism and self-sacrifice.
Like how he gives himself to the law every five minutes, but always has a plan of escape.
And how he waits to see the gratitude of the people he saves before leaving, because without it he's nothing.
And how he's all condescending about Marian and how "womanly" she is, because as a woman back then, she had no power, and completely hijacked her "save the starving peasants" operation, even though she specifically asked him not to "help", but whenever she offers him help, he's like, "NOOOOO, GET AWAY, WOMAN!"
Ugh.
Roy!!
Nooooooooooo!
I didn't even like Roy all that much.
He'd definitely lost a battle to an Ugly Stick a long time ago.
And he had a really annoying accent and kept saying stuff like, "Lavendar boy," and, "See ya!"
But he was forced to choose between his mother and Robin Hood.
And he chose to kill Robin Hood.
Which fell through.
Lame.
But they went to save his mother (oh boy, ANOTHER rescue mission), and she was going to be hanged, but they saved her until...
DUN DUN DUN.
...the Sheriff got Roy by the throat and threatened to kill him if Robin Hood didn't leave.
But Robin Hood HAAAAAAD to be the hero and was like, "If one dies, we all die."
And all the Merry Men just looked at him like he was crazy. "Dude, we don't like Roy THAT much."
But Roy knocks the knife out of the Sheriff's hand and is like, "Run, guys, run!"
And then he allows himself to be stabbed at least 30 times by guards while his pansy friends run away!
:O
Talk about self-sacrifice.
We're only 4 episodes into the series and already an important character is dead!
Why couldn't it have been Robin?
Although without Robin, there would be no show.
Lol, I love the Sheriff. He reminds me of Mr. Rosendale. Tres amusant.
Mmmmm I want me some Will Scarlett.
I don't the think with Guy of Gisborne is going to work out. Apparently he has some illegitimate children...and baby mama drama.

Rawr, I'm the Kraken!

Hmmm, I'm seeing a pattern.
People are odd.
Or rather, the GHOSTS of people.
That makes me miss Nathan. He's visiting for Thanksgiving!
Nathan: gHoOoOoOoOoOsTs!!!!
And so is Marie!!!
She doesn't yell "gHoOoOoOoOoSts" very often, though.
Pastor Barry is starting in Titus and preached about the qualities of a pastor. He spent a little bit of timing emphasizing the woman's role in the church, and how women should not be pastors.
It's weird that this is such a gray area when it's explicitly stated in the Bible that women should have not have a leadership role in spiritual matters in the church.
Some people walked out. Poor Pastor Barry.
Two random people stayed at our house last night. They were part of a traveling singing group that's going to be in our area for a while and they needed housing. It was kind of weird, but they were nice and weren't even here for long. One was from Tennessee, and the other from Alaska. She can see Russians from her backyard.
That's a Sarah Palin joke.
Which you probably all know.
Ooh, that Sarah Palin.
It's weird seeing people you grew up with mature and become a totally different person (not always in a bad way).
Robert came to our concert on Thursday and his voice has changed and he's at least 2 inches taller than me.
Oh yeah, and he's shaving.
People I used to hang out with all the time in junior high aren't exactly my friends anymore, and some people I used to know aren't even in the same country now.
Was there a massive Change Tornado I was unaware of?
Apparently.
Tie resists change. And she's needy.
And she crawled into bed with me at 6:00 because it was cold.
So she lay in the middle and spread out, forcing me to huddle near the wall.
Good practice for marriage, I guess.
Which would sound perverted if you hadn't read all of the above content.
Would you all like to toast metaphorically with me? Here's an imaginary champagne glass (it's okay even if you don't drink: there are no imaginary drinking laws).
Here's to switching out of history!!

Add "poop" to anything and you're golden.

Have you ever....
1. Taken off and/or adjusted your belt in public when you felt a muffin top coming on?

2. Had an itch that you could not scratch in public without drawing negative attention?

3. Walked out of the bathroom with a handful of creamy lotion and said, "This is NOT what it looks like!!!"

4. Looked in your nose, said, "I wonder what that is," and gone for it?
I still can't get it, by the way.

You Are Much Closer to Your Family

You consider your family members to be your some of best friends. And you can count on them more than anyone else in the world. You're very similar to your family, and you find it easy to get along with them. You know that they understand you and love you for who you are.

Are You Closer to Your Friends or Your Family?

We spent a bunch of time at the beach yesterday, which included a raucous game of "Duck, Duck, Goose" with the twins, where the words "Duck Poop" replaced "Duck".

Your Issue Profile: 28% Obama, 72% McCain

When it gets down to it, you tend to best match John McCain. But he's not the perfect candidate for you, and you may not be sold on him yet. Obama shares a good number of your views too, so you might want to give him a second look. It all comes down to which issues matter to you the most.

Should You Vote for Obama or McCain?

Yeah right. I would NEVER VOTE FOR oBAMA.
Ha I laughed when I heard who John McCain picked for VP.
Sarah Palin is like SuperMom.
If Barack Obama is so big on women's rights and diversity, why did he pick an old white guy as his running mate?
SCHOOL IS IN 2 DAYS!!! CAN'T WAIT!!

888...the number of the beast?

Ha, Iron Maiden is too cool.
Yeah, today is 8/8/08 and I'm freaking out right now.
Cuz that's pretty cool.
If you're a nerd like me.
Here I sit, sporting my brand new WSU T-shirt. It looks pretty sweet, if I do say so myself.
Tie is almost back to normal, I think. She's still depressed and itchy (probably because she misses Nathan; she did pee on his bed), but she went on two walks and played tug-of-war for about 2 seconds before the next mood swing hit.
*shakes head* Girls.
Iliza Schlesinger won "Last Comic Standing"!!! Wow, who knew? It was between her and Marcus, and she pulled it off. And she's the first woman to win...EVER.
Last night's finale was sort of lame, though. They had Jon Reep, John Lovitz, and some guy off E! perform. Jon Reep was funny, as always. I still love it when he says "Hickory".
But Bill Belamy and Fearne Cotton didn't really have anything to do, so they compromised by telling stupid jokes (Bill), making loud screeching noises (Bill), forcing laughter at all the comics' jokes (Fearne), making weird hand gestures (also Fearne), and looking awkward (again, Fearne).
GROSS, I looked in the mirror without my retainers on and I looked like Demi Lovato!!
No, that's not a good thing!!
But when I showed off my hideous new teeth and turned my head to the side, I WAS Demi Lovato!
Only, you know, taller and myopic.
We even have the same really large cleft chin and bangs!
WHAT IS GOING ON????
It kind of screwed up my entire day.
Because I went through 6 years of dental torture so they could make me look like Demi Lovato.
So no, Mom, I don't think this stupid braces business was worth it AT ALL.
I have half a mind NOT to wear these stupid retainers.
But, of course, I only have half a mind.