Can you blame me for wanting a super monkey?

He's fast! He's strong! He'll pop all your bloons!
School finally let out on Thursday. Classes were only 27 minutes long, but each class was the longest 27 minutes of my life.
And I wore a skirt for the first time in 2 or 3 years. I was girling it up. Flaunting it. All that good stuff.
Then we went to Dairy Queen and I got the crappiest dipped cone I'd ever seen.
It was like a mountain rather than a triumphant curlicue. And not a beautiful mountain. If there is such a thing.
And it tasted like a melancholy cloud.
It would've been poetic if it hadn't been so disgusting.
GROSS!
And the weather has kind of sucked since then. It was like, "Woooo, Summer Break!!!" And yet there are clouds in the sky, it's down to 50 degrees, and it rained today.
Fun.
I hate it here.
But we went to Seattle for the Mariners game, which made me love Washington again.
I know. We have a complicated relationship.
My dad and I sat right behind home plate, and talked about music ("Do you like Candlebox Twenty?" "....") while eating delicious pizza and full-fat ice cream.
Yeah, I'll be honest; I only got to baseball games for the food.
But I managed to pay attention...and we won! So that was nice.
The helmet cups were overrated. It's $7 for a helmet full of ice cream, and you say to yourself, "A whole HELMET? With whipped cream? $7? BRING IT ON!" So you troop over to the ice cream stand and wait in line forever, all while chanting and psyching yourself up for a whole HELMETFUL of ICE CREAM! It's 7-year-old Bill Cosby's dream-come-true. So you get up there and fork over 7 bucks and choose from a grand total of 3 flavors...and then they bring out the helmet.
It's tiny.
It's smaller than the $5 cups they use for ice cream.
It's a rip off.
But it's so darn cute!

You shall above all things....

Math WASL is over.
Thank goodness.
Gee, I wonder if I passed.
I'll be on the edge of my seat until the results get back...
...in August.
Waste of time.
Ew, "West Side Story"....
This whole stupid situation has just gotten worse.
And a lot of it's my fault.
And the fact that we're both immature idiots.
"The Scarlet Pimpernel" is my life.
He's done wrong! He can't be trusted! I have to hide my feelings! But true love prevails!
Only this isn't true love. But he's my best friend, which is why this sucks.
Lol, romanticizing teenage conflict. So fun.
But seriously, "The Scarlet Pimpernel" is the greatest movie we've watched all year.
Ian McKellen! Jane Seymour! Ew, Percy Blakeny has a very weak chin. It's rather hard to take him seriously.
They seek him here, they seek him there,
Those Frenchies seek him everywhere...

Okay, you got me....

You Are Chocolate Chip Pancakes

You prefer sweet and rich foods. You shy away from anything that's overly bland or unnaturally fat free. It's not likely that someone would find low fat cheese or sugar free cookies in your kitchen. Instead, someone might find a pan of brownies baking in the oven or warm popcorn covered in real butter.

What Kind of Pancakes Are You?

Screw diets.
And blueberry pancakes.
And the library.
Do you need anybody??
I need someone to loooove.
Could it be anybody?
Oooooooooooooooooooooooooh....
That Bill Gates. Enzo was wrong. If you become a billionaire, living in a garage for 6 years is totally worth it.
Who needs a real house, anyway?
Cherry muffins? Really?

White-coated ninja stalks at night

It's 35 degrees outside, which is supposedly WARMER than the past few days, but the weathermen neglected to tell us all about the wind chill factor.
So, in actuality, it's 5 degrees outside.
Is it really that weird to be able to drink a milkshake in snowy weather? Hot cocoa just isn't the same.
Francesca Lia Block keeps blowing me away. "Necklace of Kisses" is somehow better than "Baby Be-Bop", the best of the Weetzie Bat books.
AND THEY'RE MAKING A MOVIE!
We got at least 3 more inches of snow, and it's been snowing off and on (but it's also been raining and sleeting, so the chances of us getting any more snow today are low).
Church has been cancelled - again.
That's twice this week. GET BEHIND ME, SATAN! I have Jesus on my side!!
And Meg and Jack White, but they don't count nearly as much.
It doesn't seem like Christmas Eve, but it most definitely is. We couldn't wait till this evening, so the 5 of us got up early and opened our presents.
Aha, I have cellphone!! Finally!!
And it's green.
Someone made a book of some of the best lolcatz. It's pretty funny.
Halp! I'm in ur cupz...soaking up your teaz.
I also got "Folie a Deux" and "The Silver Cord" - at last.
"Folie a Deux" is pretty good. Yes, that's the extent of my musical commentary. Because saying, "Oh my gosh, Patrick has SUCH an amazing voice and Joe is SOOOO good at guitar and that one song was AWESOME!" seems to carry just about as much meaning.
I'm pretty musically retarded.
Or at least musically close-minded.
Or close-minded in general. Hey, Republican.

Even if school is cancelled, they'll still have 0 Hour.

Huh. It's snowing. Rather hard, actually. We have at least 4 inches.
It looks like Matt was right. After I made fun of his predictions all yesterday.
My apologies, Matt.
But it's snowing, and it's all beautiful and magical and Christmas-y. Eeeeee...
I love snow. Especially during December.
Does anyone else feel like Christmas is coming rather fast? Alvin and the Chipmunks don't seem to think so, but since that annoying animated film, they can't exactly be trusted.
Just seems weird.
Hopefully school isn't cancelled tomorrow.
It was GREAT that it was cancelled today, no lie, but I was really looking forward to seeing my friends tomorrow.
Yeah, we're going to hang out over break, but tomorrow is technically the last day I'll see them.
:(
Sugar cookies!
And the best cup of hot chocolate EVER.

Your Christmas is Classic

Your wish for the New Year is more happiness. For you, Christmas is a spiritual holiday. You can't separate it from your beliefs. You are patient when it comes to Christmas. You don't celebrate too early, and you don't like seeing holiday decorations in October. You like to have an authentic, traditional Christmas. Doing it the old fashioned way is important to you. You have some preferred ways of celebrating Christmas, but you're open to compromise. You are too busy to really get into Christmas, but you try to do a little to celebrate. You give a big during the holidays but nowhere near as much as you'd like to.

What Does Your Christmas Say About You?

This article is pure genius and basically summarizes the entire Twilight series.

The 12 Days Till Christmas

I was just thinking about it. A full set of Barbie movies would, sadly, be the best Christmas present ever.
"The Princess and the Pauper" brings back so many memories.
Tie's wearing her sweater. It's pretty cute.
Just not her color.
My grandparents took us to see the church's Christmas play last night, and it was really good. The scene about childhood toys was really sad, though. Who knew Brian could sing? And "Glitter" was cute. "THERE'S CHRISTMAS IN THE BATHROOM!"

Your Snow Test Says You're Independent

You feel like something good will happen to you in the next few months. You don't really like to work, unless work feels like play. You only are successful when you are doing what you love. You are an independent, individualistic person. You thrive when you're doing your own thing. Your biggest worry in your life is your financial security. You think about money a lot. When it comes time to relax, you have no problem letting go. You are already pretty relaxed as is!

The Snow Test

WOOHOO we beat Australia!! Take that, Aussies!
Kris spent 10 minutes talking to them with a fake Australian accent.
And they thought it was real.
Ugh, stupid weathermen. They've been predicting snow for days, but it's been getting warmer, not colder.
And now it's actually snowing, but they're only BABY flakes. Tiny, miniscule little flakes that wouldn't pose a threat to an ANT.
So much for that.
Pullman has more than a FOOT. So jealous.

Baby, it's cold outside!

And our economy's in trouble.
Understatement(s) of the year.
There was a BOMB THREAT.
Someone wrote a "threatening note", and though the administration didn't want to take it seriously, they had to sweep the school and evacuate us ANYWAY.
Only it turns out the threat was real.
They called the bomb squad and forced us to stay in the bleachers for TWO FREAKING HOURS.
It was pretty ridiculous. Most of us had JACKETS in our LOCKERS, but we weren't allowed to GET THEM in case there was a BOMB in there.
I ended up wearing Connor's shirt (he was wearing another one underneath, so it was okay. No nudity.) while sitting on my friend's lap and huddling against various other people. It was sort of degrading, but very warm.
Mmmm, steak...
It seems things are heating up. But not outside.
My mom thinks it's going to snow. Hurray.
All after-school activities have been cancelled...but not the basketball game?? Don't worry, kids. After all, there's only a BOMB in the school!

Live long and be prosperous

The rain is back. I'm sort of enjoying it. Truth be told, I love it when it rains. I would sort of miss it if I moved to Pullman, where it never rains.
I can't wait for winter. We're not even all the way through fall, and I'm pumped for winter. I think it's my favorite season, followed by summer, then fall, then spring. Spring is just kind of lame. There's nothing really to look forward, besides prom (XP) and maybe Easter. And Spring Break, but after a lifetime of lame Spring Breaks, I no longer get excited about this break from school.
Aaagh this blog is so cool!! I want to be part of the Prosperity challenge, too!! This person has really beautiful Sims, though, with cool hair.
I think I'll wait until I get another expansion pack and some new hair.
Ooh, even the aliens are beautiful!!
Seriously, doesn't the Prosperity challenge sound FASCINATING??
Or titillating.
For complete rules, go here.

Kookabura...gum...something like that...

It's days like these, when the rain won't stop, thunder and lightning are abundant, and my internet is slow, that I love Washington.
Note the sarcasm.
Driver's Ed is FINALLY over.
We had our final test today and I passed!!
Eh, I was pretty sure I would, because the test wasn't too hard, but it's good to know anyway.
Except I didn't have time to feel cocky and triumphant (which is good; I need to work on NOT feeling that way) because nearly everyone else failed.
.....
Oops.
My aunt visiting for a week. My dad picked her up at the airport and is on his way.
It's too bad, though, that it's raining so hard.
She lives in Florida and was just in San Diego, so a thunderstorm might be a bit of a shock.
Welcome to Washington, Lisa!!!
Uh-oh...how did this happen?

You Should Follow Islam

You believe that there is one true God and that it's your duty to submit to his will. Life may be trying, unfair, or painful here on earth. But you're waiting for the Paradise in the afterlife. Religion is the most important thing in your life, and you are fully devoted to God. You are willing to fast, pray often, and follow all of God's rules to make sure you have a place in heaven.

What Religion Should You Be?

Yeah, it's a monotheistic religion that believes in God and God alone, but that's where the similarities between Islam and Christianity end.
Well, not really, but I don't believe agree with Islamic beliefs.
Ah, and I was one question away from getting Christianity as my answer.
Don't judge me!!! (Ha, taking a leaf out of Pastor Ty's semi-ridiculous and confusing sermon)
Rather shocking news today. A girl from my former church got pregnant...on purpose.
I did NOT see this coming.
Not only was this completely random and out of the blue, but it sort of evoked feelings like, "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING??? WHY WOULD YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THAT ON PURPOSE??? 'JUNO' WAS JUST A MOVIE!!!"
Seriously, WHY does watching "Juno" make someone want a baby??
She didn't even KEEP the baby!!
Yeah, yeah, Pastor Ty, don't judge.
Um, I read that passage in the Bible yesterday, and it TOTALLY cleared things up.
1 Corinthians 5:12-13
12 What business is it of mine to judge those outside the church? Are you not to judge those inside? 13 God will judge those outside. Expel the wicked man from among you.
Still, he did make a good point about not condemning anyone, because that is setting yourself up as God, but if it is someone who is KNOWINGLY and WILLFULLY sinning, you need to have a talk with them.
That sounded totally psycho-Christian, I know, but pregnancy??

Itchy, drugged terriers need cream cheese.

We just got Tie back from Courtney and she is thoroughly miserable. Courtney took her to a park and Tie got fleas.
????
We've taken Tie to parks before and she's never gotten fleas.
So she's not acting like herself at all.
She mostly stays in her bed and when, she does get up, flinches and bites herself so much that she runs back to bed.
She still hasn't finished food from dinner.
And she didn't drink for hours, so when she finally did, she drank almost the whole bowl.
I'm really worried about her, but my mom gave her a cream cheese pill and some flower oil, so she said she'd be okay.
I hope.
:(

What Your Playing Cards Tell About Your Future

Right now you are focusing on friendships, relationships, and interpersonal connections. Your emotions are currently tied to a trusted woman in your life. She is just, and she has your best interests at heart. Your closest friend is someone you have a co-dependent relationship with. The two of you desperately need each other to survive. The near future will bring you a long term friendship, children you love, happy family relationships, and prosperity. Beware of a forced change. The circumstances of your life are about to become very different.

The Playing Card Test

Sure....
I had a drive at 11 AM today, but it was fun because it was around town, not just in the older part of town, which SUCKS because there are no stoplights or landmarks. Today, Ed had us drive to the mall, Dairy Queen (we didn't buy anything), and go around a roundabout.
Driver's Ed was sort of fun. Phoebe and I had to plan a road trip from Silverdale to WSU.
Which, funnily enough, is the route I took a couple days ago.
Too, too funny.
But the trip itself had to take at least 5 days, and we had to make 6 recreational stops.
So we went to the Space Needle (or the Space Noodle, in Jeff's words), the EMP, Mount Baker, Soap Lake, some other fantastic lake, and Nathan's best friend's family's house.
Which is where I stayed 2 days ago. Ha.
I'M GETTING MY BRACES OFF TOMORROW!!!!
Toffee for LIFE!
Yes, there will be a retainer, but WHO CARES?

I'd like a big slice of alone time with a side of hygiene, please.

After a LOOOOONG 6 hour drive in a rental car, we're all back from Pullman.
Not that that's a good thing.
Well, it is nice to be home and I'll be able to shower...
...but I sort of like it better there.
Not only is there no humidity (!!!!), but it's like a little WSU-village, where all the "villagers" worship the cougar.
We dropped Nathan off. He has a really cool dorm room, and no roommate, which is a plus, I guess.
I think it would be cool to have a roommate, though.
Because you wouldn't have to interact with anyone else, but you wouldn't be lonely.
Unless it was a lame roommate.
I miss Tie. :(
My hair is so greasy.
Ferdinand's is so delicious!!
Hurray for ice cream addictions.
Side note: How come whenever I'm stressed, no matter how trivial the reason, the last thing I think to do is pray?
And, of course, that's often the only thing that helps.
I have (had) good friends who in the past would just start praying and it seemed to help.
And it helps me.
But I'm not like them.
So the question is...
...what's wrong with me?

Twins! Clones!! Britains!

I was going to go go-cart racing with Paul and Alexis, but my mom dragged me up to my grandma's house to weed the garden.
However, with the nice, freezing Washington weather, and the sound of "Low Voice" and "High Voice" from Blink-182 (my dad's names for the two vocalists) blasting through the speakers, and a lesson in dead-heading, it's been pretty fun. Dead-heading is cool. Snap it off at the pineapple ring!!!! Then my mom gave me clippers and made me cut up all the soleil. I don't want to brag, but I'm pretty much the best soleil cutter in the entire world.
My grandma ordered Dominoe's pizza, and it struck me that homemade pizza IS actually better. But not if it's made with Krappy Kraft mozzerella.
OMG, "The Prestige" is the coolest movie I've ever seen!!!
Christian Bale's British accent got a little annoying, and Hugh Jackman's character was a jerk, but it was well made, well written, and the acting was half bad.
The ending didn't blow me away quite as much because I figured it out (for the most part), but it was still like, "Whoas!!!"
THE TOP HATS!!!
Although both magician's were sort of jerks, it was a little easier to identify with Borden. Angier was sort of asking for it.
No more band concerts. It's all over.
I still have to go to jazz band on Monday, though. What's up with that?
Yay, I'm Most Valuable Musician or whatever in Jazz I.
I can't wait for high school band!!!!

Go Straight To Jail. Do Not Pass Go. Do Not Collect $200.

I just spent an hour and a half playing cars with little kids, and then having them send me to jail.
Summer small groups at church are working out REALLY well so far. We met some cool families. They all liked Tie a lot. The little kids liked Luke, and he was nice to them, and I let them change his water.
Mmm, ice cream.
"Uno" is a stupid game.
So my dad's dreams finally came true: I like jazz.
Mr. Faxon dragged us all over to North Thurston to play at a jazz festival, even though we were the only ones from our district to attend. Not weird. But it was fun and there were a lot of good bands (even one that played "Let's Groove", which is my favorite song!!!). The Seattle Women's Jazz Orchestra played, and they were pretty spectacular, but the BEST part was going to the Olympia Farmer's Market for lunch. Paul, Alexis, Sarah, and I got German-American food, and I ate all of Sarah's curly fries and mozzerella sticks, but she ate all my ice cream, and then we were all too full....
...and happened to pass a bakery full of the most delicious desserts known to man.
Drat. Drat that stupid ice cream and it's Caramel Caribou goodness.
Talent show, talent show.
I hate the talent show.

M is for Mini-pony!

It's 80 degrees outside, and even though I drank 3 bottles of water/Gatorade I sweat THROUGH my band jacket, the parade was great.
And it went by so quickly.
The waiting part wasn't so fun, but it went by much faster than LAST YEAR.
It was just SO HOT. I know 80 degrees isn't as hot as it could be anywhere else (such as The Gorge or Texas), but the humidity made it seem 100 degrees hotter.
I like how the one day we don't want it to be sunny, it's bright, sunny, and scorching hot.
We got to hang out with the Marines and their horses. They had a miniature horse pulling a cart. "It's a Mini-pony! Look, he even has an M painted on him for Mini-Pony!"
Gatorade is delicious.
Caleb's relatives are cool. They brought us Gatorade and food.
Everyone liked "We Like to Party (The Vengabus)", but no one joined our dance party.
I hate "Raiders March", and will continue to hate it till the day I die.
It doesn't help that the new Indiana Jones movie is coming out soon, and that song will probably be played a billion times.
Then again, I don't have to see it.
Ugh, there was this loser middle school from Sultan who STOLE OUR FIGHT SONG!! We were like, "Whaaat?" But they couldn't play it as well as us, and we played it right before stepping off just to stick it to them.
Buckets of sweat and many dance parties later, the parade was over.
So my Dad took me to 7/11 and let me buy an ice cream.
But Kevin had to lend me a dollar.
TRIPLE CHOCOLATE DRUMSTICKS!!!
I remember eating like 5 of those at Creation.
Aw, Creation.
So yeah.
SWEET, I managed to get through 6 days of Harvest Moon by employing the "Do chores, then sleep" method.
At this rate, I should be done with the chapter by next Saturday!
Maybe I can even beat the game before school gets out!
1 year per week.
4 years remaining.
Wait...how many weeks are left in school?
23 days of school left!!!
That's like....5 weeks.
I CAN BEAT HARVEST MOON BEFORE THEN!!!

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.

Pride and Prejudice will kill me yet.

Aaaaaargh. I LOATHE Pre-AP English. I was all set to keep reading "The Wind In the Willows", but Mrs. Sims told me I can't read that for my book journal, so now there's no point in reading it, and even if I were to go ahead and do so, I have no motivation. :P So I had to find another "challenging book" (she kept saying, "Read 'The Good Earth', it's the best book you will ever read!"), and I finally got behind annoyed and picked up "Pride and Prejudice". Raaah.
It's been raining for 24 HOURS!! Some of the houses in the neighborhood started flooding, so school closed an hour ago and we got to go home. I didn't think I would get to come home because I thought my mom was working, but she came and picked me up. Phew.
"The 9 Lives of Chloe King" is way lame.
I had a bacon sandwich for lunch, though, so that was pretty cool. Nothing on it, just bacon and white bread. It was pretty fantabulous, and when I got home I kept screaming, "BACON SANDWICH WITH MAYO!!" "Dreamcatcher"-style.
I vow never to watch the BBC version of "Pride and Prejudice". Ever.
My mom has watched it like 50 million times.
She's laughing at my pain.

..::Periods and colons make good embellishments for poetry::..

So Nathan is leaving. So long, laptop. So long, Chess Titans and emulator games. So long, brother who looks like the guy from "Prison Break", only not black. Seriously, did you know that guy was mixed??? I didn't.
But I think college sounds pretty amazing. I mean, forget the fact that I have no idea what to do with my life, because everyone likes to shoot down the feeble ideas I do come up with. But it would be like high school, only YOU LIVE THERE! I'm sorry, but that sounds pretty fantastic. Actually, it's a lot less like high school because there's not as much social interaction and you have to listen to hour long lectures every single day, but there's school pride! And football! Not so much basketball, because college basketball is only fun on TV, but FOOTBALL!
I would sort of like to be on my own for a lil while, possibly forever, and escape this stupid rain and freezing temperatures, and take care of myself. But I'm sort of terrified of the dark sometimes, and I have no idea how to balance a checkbook, and I'm cool with a job as long it's at Starbucks, and does that pay for groceries??
So I guess I'm not living in the "real world" any time soon, because I've got a not so accurate view on all of it. Kind of knew that.
But don't you hate the people who give you the condescending smile and the freaking, "Don't grow up too fast?" It's like reverse psychology.
I just realized that whole monologue made absolutely no sense.
I did NOT get enough sleep last night.
But I watched "Gremlins" and part of "Small Soldiers", both pretty awful movies. Jay Mohr and Kirsten Dunst made me want to puke. And in "Gremlins", the Katey girl tells a stupid story about her dad died, and I am calling "Mythbusters", because I swear it's impossible.
So her dad climbed down the chimney in a Santa suit, his arms loaded with presents...and he slips and breaks his neck and dies. Um, right. Could you even fit down a chimney? Especially with all those presents??? And if you did slip, wouldn't you be more likely to hit your head or break a leg on the bottom. That's if you fit down the chimney.
La la la. Heh, my mom is buying me a chicken bake. I'm going to my grandma's. Life is all right. Sort of. Except for the fact that I'm not making ANY sense. And I suck at math.

PMS in a frozen van

Picture this: you're sitting in a car, trying to get warm, with a milkshake in one hand, listening to Drowning Pool. It's raining and freezing and you really have to pee.
That's what happened when my mom decided to go to the comissary instead of taking me home.
But other than that my day was surprisingly good.
Even for church.
I had nursery with some weird little kids who were telling me to dance and trying to give my sheep a milk bath.
I just introduced my family to the card game "Horse Show" and now they're all addicted. Heh. Just as I planned....
I should not be in a good mood, but I really am.
Yeah.
"8-12 hours. This is powerful stuff."
"Yes, but it feels SO GOOD."
"What are you guys talking about?"
"Midol."
"EW! I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT!"

Boiling da bunny

Wah. I basically spent all of my day on the computer and doing Washington State History homework. I need to finish everything by TOMORROW.
Aaah.
Ew. So THAT'S what they're referring to.
Bunny boiler. Ew.
Ew. So gross.
And sad. I keep picturing Luke up there.
Who doesn't love Cas Haley? Seriously, though.
NEED MY FAIRY TALES BOOK.
Aaah. Scary.
In my Lion King piano book, there is the most amazing arrangement of "Can You Feel the Love Tonight". I was like, "Woooow." Cuz it's challenging, but fun and really pretty.
I'm going to wear my Evanescence shirt tomorrow. Yay!
Nathan and William took Sorting Hat quizzes. William's a Hufflepuff (but he says, "No, I'm RAAAAVENCLAW!" Whatever. Can you picture William as a Ravenclaw?) and Nathan's a Gryffindor.
How did Percy get in Gryffindor? He sold out his family. Jerk.
Hahaha. I got a stick from outside, peeled off the bark, and painted it black with black nail polish. It's so sweet. It's my "wand" now.

Silicon Valley: Where everyone has fake boobs

You Are 75% Addicted to Blogthings

You lead the pack when it comes to posting Blogthings. And your friends (mostly) thank you for it. It's cute that you insist on being called your Japanese name. Just stop bragging about your IQ score!

How Addicted To Blogthings Are You?

I think this is the result I got last time. Nuff said.
I want to wear my Evanescence T-shirt. Hehehe.
Yeah. I spent the day at home, not wanting to go to school, working of stupid WA St history homework. Tomorrow's my last day and I have one more test to finish. And I'm only on CHAPTER 21!! ARGH! I think I can do it, but it's SO TEDIOUS.
WHO CARES WHY THE WPPSS MOTHBALLED THE POWER PLANTS??? MAYBE BECAUSE THEY COST 24 BILLION DOLLARS! OH NO, I ACTUALLY LEARNED SOMETHING!!!! AAAAGH!
"The Boyfriend List" actually takes place in Seattle, which is cool, so I listened to that while working (it was a book on tape). Except the end was thoroughly depressing and added even more to my minorly depressed funk. And I'm trying to read "Thr3e", which is the most boring book on the face of the planet, and "What A Girl Wants", which is about some 31-year-old single chick who's really rich and happens to be a Christian, but she can't get guys, and she ridicules guys who are single, saying, "You could be having sex by now instead of watching sci-fi movies!" So basically it's me all grown up, as a lawyer (blaaaah, puke, excuse me while I VOMIT!), living in *ahem* SILICON VALLEY. WTH?? And everyone there is an engineer. So Nathan is going to move there, I already live there, and I pray William will escape and decide not to become a lead singer like he wants to be (hello, no one in our family can sing. Well, sure, on tune, but he's no Sammy Hagar and I'm no Amy Lee.) and become an artist or a computer programmer and help me adopt children, even though as a patent lawyer (again, puking...) I HAVE AN AUDI AND A PRADA BAG!!!
*phew*
Anyways.
I need to read a bunch of books, the library is dumb, am totally digging out that fairy tale book with the SHWEET illustrations.
Revelation: Is shweet just as bad as saying smexy? I don't say smexy, I hate saying smexy, smexy is officially the dumbest word ever, but does saying shweet make me a hypocrite???
Totally debating right now.
In the mean time, let them eat cake, eat, drink, and be merry, go have lots of little babies, and write apples. Crap, 7th grade flashback.