Blessings in Disguise (not)

Soooooooo I guess I am competing in the track meet.
Update: I WASN'T (thank God) going to compete because there was only one bus seating 45 people, so only VARSITY was going (and fat chance am I EVER going to be on varsity this year).
Only Mr. Barry got us another bus. I guess I should be grateful or something. it's not that bad, cuz I can do shotput, discus (guess I'm not that bad...?), 4x1 possibly, and maybe 200?
I just really wanted a Thursday off. Oh well. There's always the end of the season.
Friday is the last day of WASL. I think I'll miss it.
THIS STORY'S GETTING OLD, HOMEWRECKER WITH A HEART OF GOLD!
I got this amazing runner's high today. It wasn't so much high but when I do a lot of running my legs feel all floaty and it's pure bliss from then on. Except for the heavy breathing and stuff. Ew, that didn't sound okay. But it was just running around the football field six times.
Harvest Moon was going pretty good. I say was, because it was just normal Harvest Moony stuff, and Nami had one heart (eeeeeeeeeeeeee!), but then I offended her during an intermission sequence after a REALLY good day, so I didn't save and now I have to do the first of summer ALLLLL over again.
Oh well. I'm sure I'll find a billion lil human statues AGAIN. But I might not. :P I'm helping out at the dig like EVERY SINGLE DAY! I need to buy a seed maker and some sheep. Maybe chickens. And a star cow. :)

Kids are snowing throwballs instead of snowing heads

I was singing "What's This?" yesterday and I totally messed up the lyrics, making my mom laugh really hard. It was like, "..."
I finished my "Memoirs of an obsessive Fall Out Boy Fan" powerpoint. Britton surprised me by displaying surprising knowledge about Andrew Hurley. Then he went on this big, "Vegans are such hypocrites," rant (so I'm not the only one that feels that way), and we figured out their diet: leaves, water, fruit, vegetables, and protein bars. OH NO, PROTEIN BARS HAVE MILK! He said that, not me. So yeah.
Lalalala. Uh...track today. We had the 60 m time trials. 11.95. I am still slow. But I spent like an hour working on shotput, which was fun. I actually like shotput. It's way coooool.
Speaking of way cool, HARVEST MOON!
Aaaaah I remember the days...
ANYWAYS, I'm only on like day 5 or 6 (I'm pretty sure 5) of Spring, year 1 chapter 1, but things are looking good. I have 57 watermelon and potato plants and haven't yet learned to cook anything other than burnt fish and mugwort, but it's all good. I'm going to buy a few sheep and some hens before I buy another cow (sniff). I want a star cow. They're so CUUUUUTE. And I'm going to marry Nami, but I'm going to delay my wooing tactics till fall when all the trick blues are blooming. And if that doesn't work, I'll just wait for someone to propose to me. I maybe want the girl version (another wonderful life), but not now, I have to beat this one in under a year. Hopefully I won't get bored like last time and give up. :( William stopped a long time ago, and he was ALMOST married, so he's going to finish that year, get married, and then...start over. Because he has too many chickens. Whatever.
I FINALLY got the book back that had been TAKEN from me. :P It's been overdue TWICE. BUt I read the ending and it was boring and dumb and perverted.
yeaaaaaaaaah. Lalalala dodedo.
I hate the song "wonderwall". But noooooo, according to blogthings, that's my LOVE SONG. It used to be that one stupid Lighthouse song.
AND I DON'T KNOW WHYYYYYY ICAN'T TAKE MY EYES OFFA YOUUUUUU.
*gag*

More potatoes, and please pass the steak sauce

That's actually from an "Ugly Duckling" song. "Pass it On", if you want to know.
I basically spent the whole day at Island Lake at Tori's party. Ate way too much cake and candy. And only one burger. No hot dogs.
I think I broke Kyle's hand.
So it was kind of depressing at the end.
lalala.
I played PLAYMOBIL this morning. And I FINALLY removed the keychain part from the top of the fireman's head, so he is the "barely there" husband of the pediatrician. There's a lot of drama going on in my little village.
I can't think up names for people. I have PLENTY of names for the animals. People...not so much. The prince and princess are William and Harriet, though.
Though no one cares/picks up on the irony of that.
Or maybe it's not irony.
I dunno.
But the pediatrician is mad at her husband because he's "never there" and he doesn't bring home enough money, while some little farm chick is mad at her father's favoritism, but her family is too busy to notice because they recently had to sell their beloved goats.
YESSSSSSS I lurve Playmobil.
and some ranch family sold their (adorable!) horse to the fireman. And the jester guy (who is not gay, I've decided, and used to sell ponies) rebought the billy goat and let it graze in his next door neighbor's backyard, while the two goat kids have been sent off to fight in the war. Ironically I've created a war situation where most of the horses and the unicorn, along with the royal guard (bunch of loser french guys), the duke, and king sit on the horses and pretend to be off to war. It kind of reminds me of Iraq.
The willow spoof is kind of boring. There are some scenes where I can think up jokes...but there are some where it's like...I'll just type boring dialogue.
:P
Still haven't added to fanfic. It's a scary thing, that fanfic.

Stuck in the forest with a midget, two cakes, and a child molestor

I'm pretty sure I've given you all the link this link before, but it's pretty funny.
And I want to get on the guy's good side before I totally steal his shtick and do a D/S for Willow.
Sorry.
It's just that I watched it last night and it was pretty much amazing and I kept laughing at Val Kilmer...which was fun.
So I couldn't resist. And I thought up some PRETTY good jokes. Okay, not good, just Peter Jackson/Lotr/George Lucas cracks, but it was fun. And I had a lot of fun doing the whole dialogue for my soap that I haven't added to in like 8 years, so this should be even more flamablamablous.
Sorry, Cam.
But yeah.
Can't wait for that.
I'm too scared to keep writing my fanfic. I keep putting off adding to the beginning. It's to weak and it moves to fast and I have to add to it.
BUT I'M SO AFRAID.
So yeah.
We had time trials for 200 m today.
I'm so slow.
Guess I'm not a sprinter after all.
Sure, I was "fast" in basketball, but that's TOTALLY different from running on a track. But I got 41.50. My mom tried to convince me that was fast.
Me: No, that's really bad. THe average was between 30 and 39.
Mom: But you're only two seconds behind.
Me: Yeah, each second is like a minute. THat's REALLY bad.
So it wasn't good. But I'm getting "better" at shotput. Kinda.
Tyler and I made a solar corn cooker. It worked horribly.
School is boring mostly. No donuts. Mrs. Schultz-Story gave me a muffin yesterday. It was delicious. And I got drug tested right after. And it was POSITIVE.
Me: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! IT WAS POPPY SEED!
Dylan said I should show up to a job interview with one in my hand.
Lol.

The only black and white penguine within miles

All penguins are black and white. There is no such thing as a purple penguin.
It's just that I finally broke out the spikes, which I'd had in my locker for like three days cuz I "brought them too early", and they work pretty well.
it's just that I'm really slow and not good at any track events, so I'm going to make Coach Henrichsen let me on the shotput team because I'm not good at anything else. I was practicing my shotput with Justin, Larry, and a bunch of sevvies and even though I'm not good at that EITHER, it's fun and stuff.
Yeah.
My shoes and shorts don't match. My spikes, I mean. I dunno. It's fun putting all the lil spikes in.
Where is blogthings going? First, they're copying all the quizzes from Girls only Blogthings, and now they're making a sexual orientation quiz. I might have to take it. Even though I know I'm straight.
AAAAAGH I hate those stupid name generator quizzes.
Never mind, that's such a dumb quiz. It's just like, "You like to kiss A. the opposite sex B. the same sex C. both sexes," over and over again. That's not much of a quiz.
I want pizza. I think I get double pizza tomorrow. Lunch AND dinner.
Hm, a quiz I've taken before. I thinks I'll take it again. My legs burn.
PLEASE don't be the same result...
DANG IT!

It's rather pleasant in a painful, burning sort of way.

Ouch. We used this "Atomic Balm" stuff today in track for time trials today. I did quite badly. And Brianna wants me to be a distance runner. Pah. I need to get my spikes all screwed in so I can use em tomorrow. CAN'T WAIT. But the balm BURNS. I put a lot on the FRONT of my legs and it's STILL burning. Not the BACK of my left leg, where I pulled a MUSCLE, but just the FRONTS. Actually, it feels kind of good, cuz it's all toasty and stuff and pleasant...ish.
Yeah, but on my time trial I started out GOOD I was going I was going and NOTHING WAS GOING TO STOP ME. But then I got passed by Chelsea and Sarah. And I was like, noooooo sweat, I can follow them to the end. Only 400 m is a LONG way to run. Like Larry said, "The sprinter's mile". Waaaah.
so I ended up with a 1:35.
Seriously, my time was EXACTLY 1:35.
I wish I were like Balto. We're both outcasts, but I'm not amazingly fast like he is. And anyway, even if I were, someone else would probably bite me so all the coaches mistakenly thought I was WILD.
Math WASL = SO EASY. ESPECIALLY with tools. I still don't know why all the teachers are spazzing out about this one.
I love this song. I hated the movie.
"I Won't Say (I'm In Love)" from "Hercules".
Meg pronounces things weird tho.
UNLESS YOU'RE DYING TO CRY YOUR HEART OUT.
I'm horrible at shotput. I'm basically bad at all Olympic events. EVen ping pong. At least ping pong with doubles. No, that applies to regular ping pong too. It appears my future career will not be in the athletic field.
HAHAHA! ATHLETIC! FIELD!
That was dumb.
Is there even an athletic field?
I was thinking more arts/entertainment field.
Ow, less pleasant, more painful. Ow ow ow.
Kenny and I have to make some powerpoint for social studies about the 1824 and 1828 elections, in which Andrew Jackson got his butt kicked only to kick butt four years later.
Chris and Paul are dumb.
I was thinking about what each presidential canditate would be if they were STar Wars characters, and I got as far as John McCain.
Mace Windu (Barak Obama; not just cuz he's black; maybe he should be Palpatine; they were both charismatic...hm...): I will restore peace to this world...and justice...and peace...and peace...
Queen Amidala (Hillary Clinton): I will cure national debt by spending our entire budget on my extensive wardrobe and hair accessories.
Jar Jar Binks (John McCain): Dellow felegates! *is booed off stage*
Looking back on this, a career as a comedian is also out of my reach.
Which only leaves writer.
WOOHOO!!!!!
I wrote SO MUCH last night of my fanfic. Well, not so much. Mom made me get off. But I think I'm moving it too fast, so I have to add on to the beginning before I move on.
That's stupid. This is stupid. "Never give up on someone you can't go one day without thinking about." Sure.
They say I'm such a cynic about love. No. I just think these avatars are retarded.

Don't ask

She looks pretty close to the real thing. Only none of you will ever know who I'm talking about. SUCKAS.

Plaaaaaaaaygrouuuund schoooooool beeell riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiings agaaaaaaaain

Good song. Probably sung it before.
Today was a pretty good day.
It was also a WASL DAY!!!!!
YAY, I LOVE the WASL!!!!!!
Dude, the Wasl is SOOOOOOO EASY!! Anyone who gets like really psyched up for or nervous about this test is dumb because EVERYONE passes. We had math/no tools today. SO EASY. Only got stuck on two questions. Like this one about a goat and useless information somehow leading to how much grass the goat would eat? And probability: find the fraction...then multiply it???? wth?
But it was cool. We got oatmeal cream pies (or puffs...whatever) and frozen orange juice. I think we got the SAME exact snack last year. How cheap.
If you're REALLY so nice, buy us some...
Ritz crackas...
I meant that to be said in a British accent, I'm not being a wannabe thug or racist or anything. Please do not jump down my throat. I might choke.
I GOT A DONUT! Thanks to Vanessa, who asked for one. So Mrs. Laners said we could ALL have one. I got maple frosting AND sprinkles. It doesn't get any better than this. But there were also plain cake ones, and chocolate covered ones, and chocolate frosting with sprinkles, and cream filled, and glazed, and EW sugar covered. William used to LOVE THOSE and I think they're gross because it's not frosting or anything it's just a bunch of crappy granulated sugar and it always makes me choke.
GROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!
DUDE, WHAT THE HECK? Okay, I took a quiz called "Emo pictures" and the result for pink and black is a dead girl in pink and black. It was like, "WHA???" but it was funny too because all you see is her floppy body and hair and stuff and I just burst out laughing BWAHAHAHA.
WHY DO GUYS CUT THEIR HAIR? I basically got the "lowdown" from Nathan, but it's still not cool. I mean, they look REALLY good with long hair, and then they go all dumb and CUT IT or SHAVE IT OFF.
I've seen like 6 people do the above.
Nathan says it has to do with manliness. A guy would rather have a few girls...and get lots of guys. JUST KIDDING, but that was the gist of what he said. Only he didn't mean it as a homosexual reference.
Ouch, I am not a good girlfriend. I'm not even anyone's girlfriend.
I want a hand-stirred/dipped milkshake whatsit. Oh no, I'm starting to sound BRITISH.
Lalala. I hurt my leg AGAIN today in track. It was all good, I ran for 20 STRAIGHT MINUTES AND I got this sweet runner's high. Best high there is and it's FREE. But anyway, then we were practicing starting on the blocks (I did horrible) and I got a really bad start (or maybe I just suck) and I pulled the SAME MUSCLE AGAIN.
So I suffered all through long jump. Ouch.
Time trials tomorrow.
I had to go to jazz band because Mr. Faxon needed another trombone, but it won't work out because I can't go to the gig he needs me for.
MY BAD.
I found my fake nose ring. Fanfic rules. Kind of. I wrote another sentence. All is well...

Brits are mean

I swear, I read like 4 Georgia Nichols books today and they are pretty much amazing. Brits rae mean, tho.
And Karate Kid is dumb. Like dumbest movie ever.
Ever.
EVER.
AAAAAAAAGH Mr. Faxon wants me to join jazz band AGAIN. Cor. But I'm going to do it because this is like the 4th time all year he's asked me to join and it will only be for a couple o weeks. That means I have to wake up at 5:30 like I did last year when I was but a stupid sevvie.
I did lots of stupid stuff last year. Like compression shorts? Um, yeah, not so comfortable any more. Either I gained weight or got huge or something because they are tight and painful and serve no purpose besides letting people not see my underwear when I do "knee to chest" stretching and keeping my baggy shorts on.
I LOVE MY FANFIC! I've written like a paragraph and it's SO overwritten and very overdramatic I guess, a lot like Jedi Apprentice (hahahaha), and stuffs like that, but I finally figured out a way to start it (flashback) and I have REALISTIC star wars material that fits the timeline and is BELIEVABLE. I think.
Let's see...evil genius, son of Sith lord, one night stand = main character?
COULD WORK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Weeeeeee.
Only Telos wasn't so democratic at the time I'm writing, so I'll have to change that part, yo.
And Luke is LONG DEAD. All the Jedis are dead/in hiding.
And there's a hot emo boy. And a buff Han Solo wannabe. And the REAL main character, who is in fact, female.
Must not make her perfect like Eragon.
ADD CHARACTER FLAWS.
SEeing as I haven't even written about her yet, this will be hard.
AAAAAAAAAAAH!
PSYCHE, I pulled a muscle today in track, so I didn't have to RUN. But I walked like 2 miles. Yay.

Not often that I slip up

IT'S JUST MY LUCK!
Finally putting this song on my ipod.
AND "I'll make a man out of you".
AND a lot of Disney songs, because my dad checked out like 8 disney jams cds from the library.
I have to take "This Ain't A Scene..." and "Thnks Fr Th Mmrs" off my ipod.
-_-
And it kind of had been awkward listening to it with my DAD in the car and stuff and I know I don't want to slip and start singing that, so I KIND OF agreed and it was a little bit of a relief.
BUT COME ON.
Because they never do any of this kind of thing to Nathan or William.
Both my parents willingly advocated a CD they KNEW had like 50 million F-words on it, because it was the "cleanest" of that artist.
And they let William sing Led Zepplin and stuff and BOTH of them KNOW what it means.
But I bring home Fall Out Boy and they're like, "Don't sing it, that's BAD."
I didn't even like "Thnks Fr Th Mmrs", but I did like "THis Ain't A Scene..." and if they're going to be all serious with me about my "music choices", they better do it to their other kids too.
Just because I'm a girl, probably.
And it's not like I've been totally rebellious about my music choices up until now. I've been all good at choosing good, clean bands, mostly Christian, but now I want to listen to music that isn't just MEDIOCRE!
Grr. It just ticks me off.
I had nursery again this week because William was sick. Olivia is leaving forever. I am sad. Brendan can tap his toe very well. Jada didn't cry this week. Jaylin threw a bunny at me. Matthew is as talkative as ever.
My mom gave me this Playmobil prince (wth??) for Easter, so i decided to colonize my Playmobils once more. I'd forgotten I had three white horses (gray, there's no such thing as white), and there's three of the French Guard or whatever, so that works well. But now I have two prince/kings, one princess, and two extra kids, and bigamy is SOOOO not cool. So I had to make one of them her brother???? But I still wanted the little kids to half brother and sister. DUnno why. Adds to drama. And then I had two guys left, same hair color and everything, and like three orphaned kids with the same hair color, and I didn't want MORE single dads (i had like three), so I was like, "Hm, should I make a gay couple, or should they be brothers?" BUt my mom freaked out when I said gay couple, so I just made them brothers. And the jester uncle is hitting on the pediatric nurse/single mom, so their family might grow, making them have two boys, a girl, and a unisex baby. Plus a cat. And a dog. I think I'll make the baby a girl. She looks like one. Then like every stupid kid has a flipping pony. And then I didn't know quite what to do with the unicorn, but the prince/king has lent his charger to the other prince/king and is riding the unicorn to war, a la Peter. From Chronicles of Narnia.
WHY AM I SUCH A NERD?
Oh well.
I officially cannot play guitar and jump at the same time. Not even an inflatable guitar.

What I would look like if everyone in life was computer generated...

Hey...it's pretty close. Although my hair isn't that short. And I usually only wear Converse. And I don't wear skinny jeans. And I don't have a husky. Ooooh well. All in all, it looked pretty good until I added glasses.


Yeah, I bet you want to look like that. I swear, it's SOOOO much fun. It takes forever, tho. And they don't have Vans.

And I was bored, so I decided to make a guy doll. Yay. Couldn't get it quite right. Note: all guy dolls come with a nice chest... Couldn't find a lightsaber accessory. :(

Lieutenant Dan! Ice cream!

Waaaaaaaaaaaaah my legs hurt. I have to run a mile...and I don't want to. Not in shorts. Not in pants. Not in Converse. Not in running shoes. Not in a sports bra. Not with my ipod. But my mom is MAKING ME. Because my psycho physical therapy/coach SAID SO.
Grrr...
I had REALLY weird dreams. Like I was watching this Pokemon movie? And I beat the last boss. And then it was Diner Dash? And I didn't get chocolate cake because the movie was over. :( And then I cussed out my mom and brother for being mean and she WOULDN'T LET ME GO SHOPPING!!1 I don't know, it was a total travesty when it happened.
Wow this quiz is totally going in my picks list.
The last part of my dream involved really weird couples with huge age differences and shape shifting dogs.
NEED A LITTLE SPACE TO CLEAR MY MIND...BUT I'LL BE FINE.
Haven't listened to this song in a while.
NO ONE KNOWS!!
I still have Trevor.
Wth?
"He's just a boy who doesn't know what's right in front of him, and she's just a girl who never learned to let go."
Laaaaame.
Jason answered the phone in Office yesterday. It was pretty amazing. Vanessa and I were so proud.
Dodododododo.
I really want Vans.
BUt then I read this book about a girl from a religious cult and there was this really tall lesbian caseworker who had fallen arches and I was like, "OMG, I NEED ARCH SUPPORT!" and I was paranoid the WHOLE DAY because Johnson said Converse could destroy your arches and I was like, "NOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
What kind of Vans should I get? I know someone out there in the country will probably have the exact same pair as me, so I won't be totally unique, but I do know which ones to possibly avoid.
1. Classic checkered black?
2. Checkered turquoise...dang.
3. Shamrock...shamrocks yes, whiteness no.
4. Not the one with pigs on it. Because it's weird.
AAAAAAGH I went to Journeys and was looking at all these shoes and tried to get my mom to buy me a new backpack, but she said it looked like a diaper bag. Then she tried to convince me to get the checkered messenger bag, and I was like, "NO, IT'S NOT AS GOOD." and then we both saw the pinstriped messenger bag and were like, "NO."
for good reason.
Only her reason was different than mine.
Wow, that's a good quote:
Oh I wish life was like Disney World, where dreams come true and the only thing you have to worry about is puking after you ride Space Mountain 15 times.
WOO HOO!

Things are going...swimmingly

Oooookay. I didn't think this was that funny. But you can think whatever. This isn't the exact e-mail I got, but my internet's being lame. I have to go away from blogger to access it and it's like, uh, NO.
1. Go to google.com.
2. Click on Maps.
3. Click on Get Directions.
4. (this is the part I don't remember) Put New York, New York in From and Paris, France in To.
5. Read line 23. HAHAHA.
Dumb, huh? It took my computer forever and it was like, "Um, duh, what am I supposed to be looking at that's funny?"
MY LEGS HURT.
I ran the stupid ladder drill yesterday and today, and I feel SOOOOO Much better today, but my legs still hurt.
And I don't know if I'll ever be a good sprinter.
I'm not doing the 60 meter dash. I'm thinking the 100 meter maybe.
Oooh, what fun, Quizilla quizzes.
I HAVE ALL THE INFO FOR MY BOOK/FANFIC BUT I CAN'T START IT! I DON'T KNOW HOW!
Dakota wants to know if I want to start an Anime club.
Seeing as I only like Dragonball Z, Sailor Moon, and Peach Girl, I don't know if I can.
Loveless was too scary. I'm not exactly open to animated gay porn.
I miss Hot Topic.
Brianna says I should be a distance runner.
Screw that.
I hate high jump.
YESSS TOMORROW'S LAST DAY OF TRACK FOR THE WEEK!
I listened to Albatross, which I just got yesterday, a late Easter gift. Ooooh yeah, I love that Cd.
Didn't really feel like watching the office tonight. Ooooh well. I'm sure it was hilarious.
"Blood and Chocolate" WAS SO LAME. First I was all, GO WITH AIDAN GO WITH AIDAN and then he started being all "I shoot werewolves" so I was like GO WITH GABRIEL GO WITH GABRIEL and she FINALLY picks him because he bit her lip while they were making out????????
I DON'T GET IT!!!!!!!!!
Yeah. It was dumb and so NOT what I expected.
Need to read my Georgia Nicholes book.
I want PIZZA.
Mmm, beef.

Protestor in scales

Yeah. I joined track.
I officially have no free time.
Well, not true, I just wait it all listening to "Blood and Chocolate", which is SOOOO not worth it.
But I ran for the first time this week (soooo ironic) and I didn't go very fast, but it was hard, and I got a cramp and I cried. But everyone was nice about it, so it was cool.
I'M FINALLY WRITING MY STAR WARS FANFIC! Or I would be, if my dad would leave the keyboard ALONE. *glares at dad*
Sorry, it's just this is SERIOUS writing and if I get all dumb and like cheesy and come off as a romance-novel novelist, I don't want my parents to be reading it going, "Uh, interesting, you seriously want to go into Creative WRiting?" And I'm going to password it. But you can delete passworded stuff????? LAME! If anyone deletes this I'll KEEL them. I've only written one word: TELOS.
But I don't know how I'm going to create a post-Luke Communist situation on the planet.
Oooops.
I'm soooo excited though.
Don't want to go to track tomorrow, because I suck at EVERYTHING.
Don't want to miss it, though, because I have a dentist appointment and I don't want to miss anything important.
OMG, I FOUND THE COOLEST WEBSITE EVER!
Warning: Strong language sometimes used in parodies and such, if you really care about that kind of thing.
And this is the BEST eragon review I have ever READ.

Inheritance Sandwich

by Shinobaka

I got home late from work last night, and even though my stomach was growling, I really didn’t want to cook.

So I made myself a sandwich.

I started off with a couple slices of Tolkien brand bread. They were a bit stale, but I didn’t feel like opening a new package. Bread wouldn’t be enough to satisfy my hunger, I was sure, so I opened up the refrigerator. I was in luck, and there was still some of the Star Wars style roast beef I’d had for dinner four nights ago. I cut off a couple of thick chunks, and slapped ‘em on the bread, making sure to sprinkle on just a little originality salt. Not too much, though, as I didn’t want to ruin it, but I used a healthy helping of cliché pepper to add spice.

Still not satisfied with my creation, I poked my head in the fridge again, and came out with an open package of Pern cheese, from which I added a couple of crumbling slices. As I put the cheese back, I remembered the lettuce. I had two kinds—Earthsea and Belgariad—and wasn’t sure which to use, so I threw on a few wilting leaves of each.

Adding in a few more little things from the fridge, I declared my sandwich complete and bit into it. I ate the whole thing because I was hungry, but it was awfully bland. When I finished it, I was still hungry, so I made another. This time I used more salt, but somehow it all seemed to collect in a few specific spots, which I had to spit out, and in the end it was even blander than the first.

After that, I wasn’t hungry anymore, but now I was frustrated. The things I used had been delicious when I had first opened their packages and eaten them. Surely with such wonderful ingredients I could make a delicious sandwich! After all, I had already made two edible sandwiches: that made me a culinary genius.

I set to work on my third sandwich.

Is that not GENIUS?
I swear, I want to write my BOOK. STop toodling on the keyboard. Actually, I don't think you can tootle on the keyboard. OH WELL.
Watched "Thank God You're Here" on Monday, but my mom wouldn't let me watch the second episode, so I had to watch that taped on Tuesday.
The first episode was HILARIOUS. I forgot his name, but there was this really skinny funny guy who did an Egyptian tomb thing. "It's an ancient hockey puck." "Oh, professor, what's that smell?" "THat's my food poisoning." "Oh no, you've broken the oath of Ootapa! Look, a mummy! What should we do?" "I'M GOING TO BODYCHECK HIM!" BUt he didn't win. Bryan Cranston did because he frenched a bunch of guys. He was KINDA funny. But the gay content got SO OLD after the first seven eleven times.
The second episode was so NOT FUNNY. The guy from "Mad About YOu" was pretty funny. And Edie McClurg was hilarious...until she made an anti-war joke. It was like, "Booo, you lose." And she did. Mo'Nique won after her actually funny second half. Her gameshow hostess wasn't funny at all. Just dumb. And she was like, "That was so fun! Omg!" And it was like, yeah, but it wasn't fun-NY!
lalalala.
I WANT TO WRITE MY FANFIC! I HAVE A CHARACTER I'M TRYING NOT TO TURN INTO A WIMP WHILE NOT HAVING HER BE FEMINIST! THERE'S A SEEEEEXY EMO GUY WHO RESEMBLES KILEY FROM PEACH GIRL, ONLY WHITE! AND THERE'S A REALLY BUFF GUY AND A MECHANIC GUY AND I WANT TO WRITE IT BAD BAD! AAAAAAAH!
Ew, I read a WEIRD book today. It was something about "Alfred Kropp". It was pretty good, but then it got all into reincarnation and prophecies and it was like, "Snore" because it wasn't even fantasy. Sorta. But, because he was descended from Lancelot, he's supposedly able to come back to life and pull a sword out of his stomach from a stone. Um, sure. Wasn't gross, just...wth?

Sacrilegious jelly beans

Took an Easter candy quiz.
I'm the sacrilegious jelly beans.
Ate too much candy today.
NEED TO START MY BOOK.
My mom gave me a sleeping pill.
Not nice.
Need to finish LOTR and start Blood and Chocolate.
Track tomorrow. I don't wanna go to school.
The twins are funny.
I'm gonna steal Braeden's shirt.
Nursery was cool.
Missed the sermon.
no spiritual high for me.
Thankfully Mark is easy to read.
HAPP YEASTER!!!!!!!

Please don't hurt me mister gangsta sir.

Yeah, went to the library today, but I only got three books because I was feeling intimidated by some teens in the *gasp* TEEN SECTION.
I don't know, I didn't want to be all dumb and shy whilst searching for books. THey were just looking at comics anyway.
But it's a thing i have. I have to be ALONE in the teen section or it just isn't right and I hyperventilate. Or not hyperventilate, I just get uncomfortable and leave.
So much for being extroverted.
I think I have split personalities. I mean, I CAN be a total extrovert, but at school and stuff, if I don't know anybody, it's like, "please don't talk to me, I'd just like to get by, maybe read my novel..."
5'10"! HE'S 5'10"! Too bad I don't internet date. Oh well.
EMO!
Dodedodedo.
Is it prom season already?
I forgot that I like spring.
I FINALLY got Blood and Chocolate, but it's not CDs, it's cassettes, and that makes me angry because I have to use William's CD player. Lame.
We're dying EGGS tonight.
Woooooo.
Lol I got a funny result.
Quizmaker: Hott. *drools*
Guy in picture: I take myself too seriously.
Me: Um, ew...nice coat, though.
WTH????
Other pictures: emo boy with rose (:D), guy with really ripped abs who other than that isn't really worth describing, weird leather coat man, GLADIATOR????, and some random shirtless guy wearing pretty nice jeans.
I like a pair of jeans.
I am in love with clothes.
*conks self in head*
Whatever, that person is seriously messed up. I like the rose picture though.
What's with all these stupid, "Are U the 1 4 me, you? (girls only)" quizzes? And it's RETURN OF THE STUPID PROM DRESSES! "What prom dress are you?" "What prom dress is for you?" "What's your perfect prom dress?" AAAAH. I haven't seen a good Harry Potter quiz in FOREVER.
That's kind of an oxy moron.
Kind of what we were talking about last night. "Smart Al Gore. It cancels them both out." "So what'd you say?" "Nothing."
HAHAHAHA.
If you don't know, I'm on quizilla taking REALLY DUMB QUIZZES.
Also, there's a lot of Naruto quizzes.
Y'all should check it out.
Feel my pain.
The "who's your guy? pics will make u drool" quiz is not worth it.

Actually, my favorite color is blue

No idea where that came from.
I should date a bassist?
If that bassist is Pete Wentz, no thanks.
Wow, can't really think of any bassists that I know.
I don't know about BASSISTS.
Wow, not even the bands I really LIKE. That's like...ALL OF THEM.
Is Fall Out Boy really the only band where I know all the members?
WRONG. WRONG WRONG!
I need a break from them. *tries to leave, but is latched to "Infinity On High"* NOOOOO!
I've been having weird dreams lately. I had a school related one earlier this week.
Mr. Jansen (who I had thought RETIRED): Sit down.
Me: I'm sitting here.
Sara: *takes seat*
Seat taken: *happens a lot*
Me: I'll sit here. OH CRAP! *realizes seat is taken*
Emo: Hey, you're sitting in my seat. That's unnaturally sexy. I think I'll talk to you for the first time all year.
Me: WTH???
It was pretty weird. BUt not as weird as last night, where one of my teammates and my old crush started going OUT?
Me: So you guys are going out????
Them: Yeah. *happy sigh*
It was so awkward. And it wasn't even real.
I wasted another day. And now I only have 2 days left. And one of them's Easter.
I will not sleep well on Sunday.
I feel like steak or some kinda meat. Or pasta. Definitely pasta. Because I was playing basketball with Amanda.
I really want a pair of Vans. Declaring them emo doesn't make them less amazing. I'm really thinking emo has outlived its welcome.
Apparently I'm having an emo wedding.
Luke is impossible to catch.
But he's SO CUTE.
I want pasta.

Don't poke the penguin

Man. Today could've been a really good day. And it was good when we went out to Ruby Tuesday's with my grandma. It was good when we went to the immunization clinic and it didn't hurt.
But it's just been one of those days.
And the fact that I had this MAJOR mood swing doesn't help.
Lest I bite someone else's head off, here is another warning from the government.

WARNING: Stay away from Lauren. She bites.
If she is in a BAD MOOD, do not feel you have to comfort her, as she will kill you/kick you in the balls/bite your head off.
If she is in a good mood while talking about a sensitive topic, it is best not to smash her dreams into billions of tiny bits, as this will send her into a bad mood, and she wil kill you/kick you in the balls/bite your head off.
Actually, don't talk to her at all, seeing as she is a girl and when she has a mood swing might kill you/kick you in the balls/bite your head off.

There, got that out of my system.
It's just that my parents don't support my single parenting plan. It's not even like I'm going to go out and get pregnant. I'm going to move to Georgia, go to Africa for missions, and adopt from South Africa...or Uganda. But I thought they were cool with it and they're NOT.
And then my mom gave me this huge lecture on how God will use your dreams, bla bla bla, and it was like she was rubbing in the fact that she's closer to God than I am. And it made me mad because no, God and i aren't close, I'm still working on trusting him, and since like a week ago I was almost practically atheist, it's not like I've taking any time to get on my knees and be all humble and crap, "Oh God, I know you will do PERFECTLY, so here are all my hopes and dreams for the future, and I shall go skipping away and not worry about anything because life is PERFECT!" Uh yeah, maybe in Christy freaking Miller.
It just WASN'T COOL.
So I guess I'm over it and I'm talking to God about the future, but the worst part about the whole conversation is my mom acted like that plan wasn't BIG, Like I could do SOOOO Much better.
HELLO?
At least it's better than LIVING WITH YOU GUYS FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE, like I thought 4 MONTHS AGO when I had NOTHING BETTER TO DO. And I'm not planning on living in Washington forever. I'm moving SOOOO far away it's not even funny. 2733.14 miles it not something to laugh at. And then I'm going to AFRICA, where I'll need like 5 SHOTS. And I'm going to be a WRITER, writing more than CRAPPY Christian fiction where stupid morons talk about their perfect lives, eat frozen yogurt, and their biggest sin is saying, "Poopy doop."
But SCREW THAT.
Bitter?
No.
Just mad as heck.
So I guess I'm not over it.
I also realized I hate the word "dreams". Sounds mystical and retarded.
But don't call my stupid "dreams" small. Because this is BIG for me.
I think this day is bad because I was going to wake up super early so I could download all the new FOB I got onto my Ipod, but I can't wake up early cuz I'm not a morning person, so I played Mario instead, and then my stupid computer wouldn't let me import, so I had to burn it all to the harddrive instead, and THEN import, and I almost had all the info on Take This To YOur Grave done, but it didn't save cuz it's LAME. Not like my grandpa's cpu is so much better, which is what I'm typing on. THe shift key keeps sticking and I keep using quotations instead of apostrophes. Gr.

JOE! JOE! JOE! JOE!

I officially have nothing to do.
I spent 2 hours playing Mario this morning.
1 hour playing Romance.
3 hours playing cards with my brothers.
I'm such a loser.
But I still have so much to do, so many books to read, still haven't gotten dressed.
Yeah.
"Romance" was very vigorous this morning. Got some pretty good guys, such as Daniel Biro and 12 Stones lead singer guy man (which is seriously what I called him). And I was listening to "Crash" (12 Stones song, and one of the only 12 Stones song I know, since my Christian music library isn't all that extensive, so say some people) and the lead singer didn't sound like he did in "The Way I Feel" and "Bring Me To Life" and I was like ????? Different guy?
But on second listen...it's not.
And then I broke up with Dougie and Joe Trohman, but I rolled the dice one last time...and got Joe. Rolled it again. Joe. Rolled it again. Joe. THis happened like 5 times and then I FINALLY got Daniel Biro.
Yaaay Daniel.
Heeeeeee has a mullet.
Lalalala.
Still haven't gotten to work on fanfic.
Had weird dreams about it?
One of the main characters is crazy sexy, I am NOT even kidding. Makes me wish he was real.
Only he's 17????? Sad.
Emo, too.
I miss school.
WE WENT TO SEATTLE YESTERDAY!
I bought a new hat. I love it. It's camo and fits on my head, lol.
Dodododo. Almost easter. Have nothing to wear.
Well, I do, but my mom won't let me wear it.
Besides, I have nursery on SUnday.
NURSERY AND CHOCOLATE.

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh

So far I've only listened to part of "Take This To Your Grave" and "From Under the Cork Tree", but the latter is pretty much the best album I've ever heard. It just wasn't that fun listening to it with my mom and brother last night.
Because I don't pick up sexual references as fast as the next guy.
IS THAT SO WRONG?
But I haven't listened to the other two yet. I like singing the chorus of "Of All The Gin Joints In The World" too much. Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh...I think that's enough oh's.
But the song titles were REALLY long and it was killing me to type them all. And then I didn't know the names of some of the others, so I'd have to START OVER.
I REALLY want a dog. I started reading "Marley and Me" again and it's so funny, but it's coming up to the part where he dies and I'm going to cry, so I'm putting off reading the end.
Finished "AngelMonster". Mary Shelley was an idiot. When she finally married Percy, he started cheating on her with her stepsister, just like he did to his now dead wife. And then her stepsister left to become a governess and he decides to die in a storm.
I totally don't feel sorry for her. She totally could've left him.
And she wasn't that pretty.
*waits for someone to lecture her on society's standards today and how everyone is beautiful, bla bla bla*
Ew, Percy Shelley was ugly. GROSS. I'm sure he was just a stud back then. *pukes*
I'M GOING TO WRITE AGAIN!
Only I've abandoned my book idea, keeping it possibly for future reference. A book's kind of out of my league again.
I'm thinking more Star Wars fanfic.
Lol.
Not even kidding.
But I'm putting off writing it because I don't want anyone to see it and I don't know quite how to start it.
But I say that every time I want to start something.
I'm just excited to start writing and not really care where it goes. Semi emo character. Yesh. Excited.
Wow, Lord Byron wasn't bad looking.
SO MUCH BETTER LOOKING THAN SHELLY! *cough cough*
I guess I'm kind of obsessed with that book.
Dododododo.
Do.
Dododo.

RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIILEY!!!!!!

Romance is so much more fun now that I've created my own trait cards.
I don't know what's wrong with me, though. I get tired at like 11:30 P.M. Oh well. It's probably cuz I'm an "afternoon ace" or whatever.
But I was all really tired and worried that these were too realistic and it would make the game depressing.
But read this card. It's sooooo amazing.
His darkest secret?
1. He's a world class equestrian!
2. He loves anime!
3. He likes boys!
4. He loves FOB!
5. He shaves his legs!
6. He writes poetry!
And I did include the parents hate him one, but I changed the options.
Your parents hate him because
1. he's a bad boy
2. he's a political radical
3. he's smarter than them
4. he's emo
5. he's too old for you
6. he's perfect; they love him!
Yeah. And I ended up with Riley, who's pretty flipping amazing. He never whines, has 3 TATTOOS, black hair and blue eyes, looks just like Channing Tatum, and plays BASKETBALL!!!!!!!!!!
Yeah.
Technically first day of Spring Break. Gotta love it.
This CD's is dare I say it lame.
I want another pop tart.
nyah.

He's in a gang and my family loves him?

LOL, I'm totally making my own cards for "Romance".
Your parents hate him because he is:
1. in a gang
2. emo, complete with piercings
3. goth and into death metal
4. a hick
5. really into politics
6. smarter than they are

I might have to edit that one.
ROLL A 2! ROLL A 2!
I couldn't think up anything good for goth, but I know my dad doesn't like death metal due to a suicidal nephew and...me + Demon Hunter.
ooooops.
He also said if I ever brought home an emo/someone with tight pants, he'd beat them up.
Don't worry, Dad, there's not a huge chance of that happening.
So that's lucky for him. And those tight pantsed guys out there.
I'm 55% tortured genius.
YAY, I'M A GENIUS.
I'm going to give someone a belated St. Patrick's Day gift. Who should I give it to, I wonder?
Hm, I don't know.
How bout...COACH CLINE AND JOHNSON!!!!!!!!!!!
*drumroll*
There's a very low chance of them ever seeing this. Awwww, lame. A virtual shot of whiskey. Forget that.
It's better than the virtual bar maid I gave to myself.
I swear, "Girl of the Year" is pretty much my favorite song.
And she likes it...that way.
She wears black socks with pink stripes in em and she swears that her friend goes out with Richard Simmons.
She's one of a kind, can't get her off my mind and I like it that way.
And if you listen closely you can hear them say...
STAND CLEAR, SHE'S THE GIRL OF THE YEAR, AND THERE'S NO USE IN TRYING TO GET HER OFF MY MIND, SHE STOLE MY HEART AND SHE'S TEARING IT APART, IT'S NEVER GONNA BE THE SAME.
Hehehehe.
LOTR DRAMA = AMAZING. Except each CD's like an hour to and hour and a half long and it's like aaaaaah. Especially when I want to go to sleep but I want to hear what Gandalf is saying to AAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaragorn song of Aaaaaaaaaaaaaarathorn.
Smeagol is so funny. "HAHAHAHAHA, SMEAGOL HUNGRY!"
Omg, it was so scary, tho, cuz Merry and Pippin are running through Fangorn and suddenly Treebeard screams at the top of his lungs, "HOOM!" and it scared me SO BAD.

CUTEST UNICORN EVER

Aww, isn't he precious?
Or he would've been were my computer not so STUPID.
I hate paint.
Won't let me copy and paste...

The only dry eye in the house

I guess romance movies just aren't my thing. I mean, I've only seen like 2. Maybe more, but I hate them. A lot.
Mr. Darcy just doesn't do anything for me.
I'm saying this because we watched "The Notebook" last night at like 12:00 A.M. That, besides "Pride and Prejudice" and "The Lake House", was the lamest romance I have ever seen.
Okay, it's about this woman with Alzheimer's who doesn't remember anybody, and this guy comes to the nursing home EVERYDAY to read a love story about two kids named Noah and Allie to her, and it turns out the ENTIRE movie is this GIANT flashback of the old guy and old chick, only the stupid lady doesn't remember it all, so she's like, "Gee, I wonder what the end is." I DIDN'T, however, because in the middle of the movie, the old guy's kids come and introduce themselves to the lady, and she's like, "Oh, nice to meet you," and when she's napping, they're all, "Dad, it's hopeless, Mom don't remember us, yo." I thought it was one of the dumbest scenes because it basically gave away the whole story and the whole ending.
OH, but the ending was SO PRICELESS. I swear, I was the ONLY PERSON not crying. I was actually on the verge of laughing because it was SO PREDICTABLE:
Noah (the old guy) finally gets Allie (the old chick) to remember, but then she reverts and has a panic attack, so he's all, "DANG IT!" and has a heart attack. When he comes back from the hospital, Allie remembers and asks him if their love can create miracles, and HE believes so, so they go to bed and in the morning they're both dead.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
LAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAME!
It was basically a huge waste of time.
But the sleepover was really fun last night, despite what I thought before. Only people kept spraying me with silly string and it got in my hair, then Nicole got Funny foam all over my shirt, and that stuff STAINS, so there's the off chance I'll never wear this shirt again.
I spent like half an hour working on lay ups. I love basketball now. I can't wait till next year. Hopefully I'll get first semester PE.
Coach Cline is in Mississippi right now. Maybe I'll buy her old school Stellar Kart when she gets back.
OH YEAH, at the awards ceremony, I GOT COACH'S AWARD! It came with a TROPHY! I seriously did not see it coming. It felt pretty cool.
Gross, I hate like 4 pieces of 4 layer chocolate cake last night.
And a lot of chips.
And a lot of MD.
And I only got like 2.5 hours of sleep before the parents so cruelly woke us up. It was torture. Then I walked home at like 6:15 A.M. when it was still kind of dark and it was raining and my sleeping bag had unrolled and I was SO tired. The 100 foot walk or so to my house took FOREVER. And I only knocked twice, but the door was locked and it was cold and I started crying, but then I got to go to bed and got 6 hours of sleep. Then I had a Hot Pocket and cake for brunch and played the dumb romance game (got some surprisingly good guys) and listened to the LOTR radio drama thing.
I love this game. What to do with $1000? On the off chance you might win a grand from, say, a sweepstakes in the near future, what would you be more inclined to do with it? Adopt a puppy from the animal shelter or throw a huge, catered party for your goldfish.
Definitely puppy.
Hahahaha, I am so addicted to Romance. It's probably the dumbest game this planet has ever seen, but it's so much more fun than reality. I mean, what guy in real life has a great family, knows everything about the history of the wheel, and has GREEN HAIR?
Yeah. NO ONE.

CRACK FOR COWS!!!!!

OMG WE WATCHED THE COOLEST MOVIE IN SCIENCE TODAY! It was by some John Stosser guy? Not important. But the WHOLE entire thing was this huge vat of proof on what the Green party isn't telling us and why they're wrong about global warming.
Best. Class. Ever.
And I thought Mr. Anderson was a die-hard Green partyist, but he liked the movie? Wouldn't let me borrow it, though. :(
And the environmentalists protested in front of Starbucks. i mean, there was a preacher for mother earth, and a choir, and people were saying stuff like, "You know the growth hormone? It's like CRACK! CRACK FOR COWS!" Then they raised their signs and shouted, "CRACK FOR COWS! CRACK FOR COWS!" I wanted to dress up as a cow and run around during their protest. it would've been funny.
And these kids were all brainwashed about global warming and this one little boy was like, "If there's a lot of bad floods, we won't be able to breathe, and if we can't breathe, we'll probably go extinct." ??????????? WHAT? It didn't make any sense. DON'T TOUCH THE WATER, YOU WON'T BE ABLE TO BREATHE!!!! hahaha. But isn't extinction of man what they want, since man = bad?
Oh well. It was funny.
CRACK FOR COWS! CRACK FOR COWS!
Lalalalalala.
There's the lame basketball sleepover tonight. >:P I don't really want to go. Maybe because I'm in a bad mood, but I have a few friends on the team, and then there's the people I REALLY don't like, and I just don't know if it would be fun at all.
But Mom bought a $16 chocolate cake, so we're DEFINITEly going to the awards portion.
Excuuuuse me, I don't think so, I don't know what you're trying to tell me, but you just better check yourself. Unh unh, I don't get down like that. Oh know you didn't (yes I did).
I'm listening to KJ-52 for the first time in like 2 years?
he's so carazy good.
Why? Ain't no guy that cute.
SO TRUE.
It was funny, like last week or something, I was coming home from the library with my dad, and we saw a guy walking without a shirt. Well, he was wearing a [leather] jacket, but underneath he was shirtless, and my dad was all, "He's stupid. He's an idiot." But I wasn't complaining because that guy looked like Matt Dillon from "The Outsiders". Back before he turned ugly.
Ooh, y'all better check yourself.
Hehehehe.
My ipod has 300 songs. I've filled a quarter of my ipod up. :(
Ben and Jerry's: Vermonty Python = delicious.
They don't have the growth hormone. It MUST be good.
I love Spring Break.
SPRING BREAK WOOOOOOOOOHOOOOOOOOOOO!

Chick rocker

You Are a Chick Rocker!

You're living proof that chicks can rock You're inspired by Joan Jett and the Donnas And when you rock, you rock hard (Plus, you get all the cute guy groupies you want!)

What Kind of Rocker Are You?

I keep getting this result.
I want to be a punk rocker.
How unfortunate.
I played that stupid "Romance" game.
It sucks.
I had the perfect guy...and had to break up with him because he was in love with his car?
I miss Zach already...
Yes, his name was Zack. And i kept ending up with people with J names who were total sociopaths.
Just thought I'd tell you.

I need a getaway car

Kwaaaaaaaaaaaa.
I was thinking about Sailor Moon today. Tuxedo Mask is so lame. Hot, BUT LAME. I mean, what's with the roses? And the tuxedo? Noooooooo thank you.
I finally discovered the letters on my ipod headphones.
L...R...gotcha...
Lalalala.
Hm.
Uh.
Did I say anything about "Grease" on Sunday? Because Max and Laura won. Totally saw it coming. Okay, not true, I kind of thought Austin would win for a while, but when he didn't I was SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO happy. I love Max. He's so adorable. As I've said many times.
I love school. I can now avoid the newsgame by sitting in the back and reading with Heather, Sarah, and Sam. We're like a little cult.
I had LEMONADE for lunch. Then I played with a tennis ball, which involved getting it lost on the basketball court, getting it back, throwing it, and ultimatly chasing after it.
I really want a dog.
I also really want some more pizza.
Oh, and coconut + condensed milk + chocolate.
AS IN A MOUNDS BAR!!!!!!!!!!!!
Luke is running around grunting. Matlock is on in three minutes.

NO ONE'S THEEEEEERRRRRREEEEE!!!!!!!

SAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY GOOODNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGHT, DOOOOOOOOON'T BEEEEEEE AFRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAID, CAAAAAALLING ME, CALLING ME AS YOU FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADE TO BLAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACK. ....ARE ALL MY THOUGHTS OF YOU. SWEET RAPTURED LIGHT, IT ENDS HERE TONIIIIIIIIGHT.
I love that song. *sniff*
I really hate Dashboard Confessional. Like really, REALLY hate them.
And they're not emo. They don't make me cry. They're just really sufficiently lame and I hate their dumb lyrics. YOUTH'S THE MOST UNFAITHFUL MISTRESS!
There's no way of knowing just where you are going, and i forgot the rest of the words.
Everybody put your hands up, uh huh.
Now here you are, with a few more friends and a nicer car.
THat's my favorite part of the whole song. No clue why.
School is interesting.
Very interesting.
I had to go to math help to turn in all my assignments, but the teacher wouldn't take them and ended up quizzing me on trajectory and stuff.
I'm bad at math.
IT DIDN'T USED TO BE THIS WAY!
*sniff* I feel like crying.
Lots of interesting books. Just not the Great Gatsby.
LAME. LAME LAME LAME.
I had to babysit last night. Kind of made me reconsider single mom idea. I couldn't take my kids to the bathroom. Well, I could take them, but diapers is a NO, and potty-training might end in disaster.
I had an aunt who used cloth diapers.
I don't know WHY.
I love caramels.
And Pop Tarts.
And Albertsons Chocolate chip cookies.
I love my ipod.
Oh boy, there might be a version of "ROTS" that isn't weirdly written. "This is how it feels to be Padme Amidala-Skywalker: dead." Uh...thanks.
Yeah.
I still like school.
We turned in our registration today. *GASP*
PLEEEEEEEEEASE LET ME GET FRENCH!!! AND BAND! I DON'T CARE ABOUT THE OTHERS, JUST GIVE ME FRENCH AND BAND!
Gotta get off.

Ooooh, burn

We watched "Charly", based on the novel "Flowers for Algernon", today and yesterday. It was so lame. The book wasn't that good either, but this movie was weird.
Guy is mentally handicapped with an IQ of 70.
Guy gets operation that will supposedly make him smart like a mouse who has undergone said operation.
Guy beats mouse in race and his IQ skyrockets.
Guy's emotional needs grow and he starts hitting on his *engaged* teacher.
Guy starts stalking teacher.
GUy attempts to rape teacher.
After failed rape attempt, guy leaves to join a biker gang, score lots of girls, and take acid trips.
Guy returns to find teacher in apartment.
Guy runs around sleeping with teacher and making out with her in boats and on carousels.
Guy appears at scientific convention and reveals that his IQ will return to normal.
Mouse dies (it's totally fake).
Guy gets chased by creepy alter ego.
Guy returns to normal after refusing a marriage proposal from lovesick teacher.
It was pretty depressing. The marriage proposal scene was kind of funny.
Teacher: I want some coffee. *awkward silence* Marry me, Charlie.
Charlie: ....I'll get you a spoon....
Teacher: Marry me, Charlie. *silence* Fine then, don't marry me. *more silence* I'm just going to sit here until you tell me to leave. Then I'll just get up and leave.
Charlie: Leave. Please.
At least he was polite about it. But the whole class was like, "Did he just tell her to leave? Ooooooh, BURN!"
Then it ends with the teacher all staring at him forlornly while he plays on the playground with children and his newly reacquired 70 IQ.
OUCH.
We got "West Side Story" and some Copland tribute in band. They're both really hard. Which is new. For us, anyways. But when he passed it out, I was crying on the inside. ANd yelling on the outside, "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
I finished "Misery". It was good, but I don't know if I so much like his happy endings. His stories are so gory and stuff...and then there's a happy ending. Just doesn't sit well. Or it's progressing happily...and he plods over to Emoville.
Hm. I'M GETTING THE LOTR RADIO DRAMATIZATION!!!!! YAY!!!! Aragorn has a funny voice. "My name is AAAAAAaaraaaaaaaaagoooooorn son of Aaaaaaraaaaathorrrrrn. Aaaaaaaaaaaxe, boooooooooow, and swoooooooooooord." Sam is amazing and very Samlike. Ian Holm is the voice of Frodo, which is funny.

What Lauren Means

L is for Lovesick A is for Adaptable U is for Unreal R is for Revolutionary E is for Elitist N is for Nervy

What Does Your Name Mean?

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, that's so lame. I am so not adaptable. Elitist...my vocabulary needs work. I thought it was so good, but I'm not good at questions asking me what the heck a word means.
They might not do French next year. NO! NO NONONONO!!!!!!! AAAAAGH! I NEED FRENCH TO LIVE! If I don't do it at school, WHERE WILL I LEARN???/// I'm not waiting till I get to high school to take it. I'm taking it next year or nothing.
OUT FROM BONEVILLE. Bone is adorable. I love Bone.
Hmhmhm.
I ran out of Sudoku books. Or they're just really hard.
I love Fall Out Boy. It's true.
Kelsey was all, "Why do you like THEM?" Like it was a BAD thing.
I feel like biting something.
Those Milkway caramels are GOOD.
Beanpole, beanpole.

PSOIDOS!!!!!!!!

I'm kind of indecisive right now. I have my pride and all, but everyone says being "humble" would be the best thing to do. But I'm human, I've acknowledged I'm a selfish jerk, and I don't want to change.
Things could get ugly.
Things are also getting ugly with my wonderful place of worship. I swear, some people have NO IDEA WHAT'S GOING ON! I mean, some people are totally oblivious to what's REALLY going on and have a false image of what's happening behind the scenes. Others are being totally anal and assume their way is the best most wonderful way when it's not. Yet others have not yet realized IT'S NOT FUNNY. And THEN we have the people still clinging to a reality that no longer exists and being all too exclusive in who they hang out with.
IT'S DRIVING ME CRAZY.
God and I are kind of not friends. But no one gets it.
So I'm basically screwed.
What does esoteric mean?
Because I think about that and pop culture?
YAY!
Would people stop assuming I'm going to hell for knowing my star sign?
I don't believe any of that (well right now I don't know exactly what I believe, but Capricorn ain't part of it), but it's something my kindergarden teacher taught me, so it's just random knowledge.
Me: Hahaha, "What's your sign"? That's funny. *picks up book to see if star signs have any merit, which they don't*
Priest: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAADOOOOOOOOOOOON'TTOOOOOOOOOOOUCHIIIIIIIITTTTTT!
Me: Ooooooookay.
Did I mention contest ever? It was cool. We got a good score. And Mr. Faxon totally let us skip class to listen to our recordings and go over the score sheets. AND put away music. In score order. Zack foisted a whole piece on me and was all, "I love 8th graders." I hate freshmen.

The Movie Of Your Life Is A Cult Classic

Quirky, offbeat, and even a little campy - your life appeals to a select few. But if someone's obsessed with you, look out! Your fans are downright freaky. Your best movie matches: Office Space, Showgirls, The Big Lebowski

If Your Life Was a Movie, What Genre Would It Be?

I got the same result as last time. But it's a cool quiz. I liked the AMy Lee one best, tho.
Rocker chick. Whatever.
But it was cool.
I really want a dog. Bad bad BADLY. I haven't really gotten into "Marley and Me" yet. I read like three "Pearls Before Swine" books today. AMAZING COMIC! Stephan Pastis is a genius. I wish he had remembered his funniest joke. "Comet on the far side?" I think I'll start "The Great Gatsby". I think I was lied to about no e's in it. Nathan says I was. I know he kills himself, but I think it should be worth reading. "Misery" is actually creepy. Stephen King's best book so far.

This is creepy...

There must be something wrong with this.

You Are Amy Lee!

Gothy, expressive, woman-in-pain Who looks good in a corset "When you cried I'd wipe away all of your tears When you'd scream I'd fight away all of your fears"

Who's Your Inner Rock Chick?

I didn't think I was anything like Amy Lee...
YESSSSSSSSSSS!

Just tootling along

We had Band Contest today. He made us come to school at 6:50 AM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was torture.
I mean, I had to wake up 15 minutes earlier than I usually do, and it was pitch black outside.
And I'm still wearing my dad's white shirt and WET black jeans (didn't wear a belt, so I kept stepping on them on the way home).
Lalalala.
So I guess my Saturday's pretty much open.
Darn.
We have like no food in the house.
I really feel like going to France.
I can't wait for next year.
But I'm semi worried I might not get the right classes. Like what if I have math at the same time as French and they kick me out again?
That would SUCK. I have like three alternate classes and I'm really hoping I don't have to fall back on any of them. like Advanced Choir? There is no way I'm going to sing in front of the scary choir teacher. OR get his signature for my registration packet.
Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiii didn't see you buuuuuuuuuuuuut God I want to yoooooooooou come alive and I think I've fallen harder than the first time, harder than the first time, oh yeaaaaah.
CAKE! I feel like a cake quiz.
I AM 20 YEARS OLD!
Oooooh boy, a CAKE quiz.
I really liked that guy we met at Contest. He was cool and really helpful. AND WE GOT A 1!!!!!! WOOOOOOO! WE RULE! Some kids were all, "We got a good score....A 5!" Which is really bad, by the way. And then Mr. Faxon was all going on about the number 5 like Jim Carrey and the number 23, and we were all, "OMG, WE GOT A 5? WE SUCK, WE SUCK!"
But we got 1'S!!!! 2 OF THEM!
"Hi Lachlan." "CAKE!"
I got chocolate cake last time...
NOW I'M AN ICE CREAM CAKE!!! YAY!

You Are an Ice Cream Cake

Surprising, unique, and high maintenance. You're one of a kind, and you don't want anyone to forget it. You're fun in small doses, but it's easy for people to overdose on you!

What Kind of Cake Are You?

Yum, that looks like my emo cake.

Pugly

I want a dog. I want a dog SOOOOOOOOOO BAD. I started reading "Marley and Me" and so far it's pretty good. I'm only on page 22, but it's good.
BUT I WANT A DOG!
It's only been 5 weeks, according to my mom, but it seems a lot longer. And if my dad still doesn't want one, I have a FAIRLY okay argument: I want a long break (from athletics) like he does from a dog, but I only get a three week break and then it's back on track. Literally, I'm doing track. Actually, that's kind of a sucky argument.
Dang.
I just WANT CANINE COMPANIONSHIP!
Like a pug. A pugly pug. *does pugly frown*
I think something died back by Luke's cage cuz it SMELLS BAD. Maybe he killed someone.
Or maybe it's that rat that was eating the food.
GROSS.
THere's going to be a rat festival in Kitsap?
I WANNA GO.
*drives down* WEeeeeeee, look at all the rats.
What Santa's reindeer am I?
CHECK OUT QUIZ OF THE WEEK!!! There was actually SEVERAL OTHER really good ones, I just can't remember them. Eh. I like this one.

You Are Rudolph

Sweet and shy, you tend to be happiest when you're making someone else happy. Why You're Naughty: You sometimes stick that nose where it doesn't belong Why You're Nice: Christmas would be a sad affair without you!

Which of Santa's Reindeer Are You?

YAY, RUDOLPH! I wanted to be Rudolph, though. OR TUNDRA!
Like in that Jan Brett book.
YAY JAN BRETT!

I had pizza last night. Mmmmmmmm, pizza. Extra large. 4 pizzas. Mucho delicious.
Only the fourth piece got cold and started tasting really gross, so I took away the crust and gave it to nothing.
It was kind of sad, really.
Gah. All because I don't have "true love".
Me and my cynical love views.... *shakes head*

For the twelve days of Christmas, your true love will send you:

Twelve babies drumming Eleven candycanes a-sticking Ten ice skaters a-leaping Nine ladies singing Eight sheep a-milking Seven eggnogs a-intoxicating Six drunks a-drinking Five golden bowls of chicken noodle soup Four calling prank callers Three French tourists Two diamond pinky rings And a owl in a pine tree

What Will You Get for the 12 Days of Christmas?

I do have a good philosophy though, that isn't bitter and self hating and is only VERGING on feminist, but it's kind of sappy and lame.
I'm sappy and lame. How sad is that?
I just love pine trees.
Not. THey smell gross.

Which is sweeter, BLOOD OR CHOCOLATE? Toughie...

I STILL can't find "blood and Chocolate" at the library. According to Jordan, it's behind the desk now because EVERYONE wanted to read it.
Also according to Jordan, it's a disturbing book.
Thanks, Jordan.
But I kind of accidentally lied and said that I had it reserved. It wasn't like I was PLANNING on this and my life thrives on lying to Jordan. It was just one of those deals where you say something stupid and have to stick with it or else they'll know you're a lying liar.
So I can either tell him the truth, even though it's not that big a deal, lie and say I decided not to read it, or lie and say I finished it AFTER checking it out at the library. The CITY library, not the school one.
Our new security guard is psycho. He must be. He won't let you breathe in the halls unless you have a pass. So I have to hide from him.
I was giving some girl named Ashley her schoolbooks back during Office Assistant and he was like, "Where's your HALL PASS!!??" I didn't even bother that time. I just went, "I'm an office assistant." and wearily went back inside with my ripped backpack, which has been ruined, thanks to Tyler.
Tyler: You're welcome.
I totally beat Diner Dash last night. It was too easy.
But the end was lame.
SO I'VE STARTED UP AGAIN.
I need some new quizzes to take.
What's with all the dumb "Which guy would you fall for?" quizzes? I keep getting "the emo guy".
AAAAAAAAAAAAGH, I swear, it's a curse. If there's some goodlooking guy next year who's name is Matt, I'll probably kill myself. 2 years in a row, third times a charm. I bet he'll be a sevvie this time and I'll be all, "Um, psyche, you're hot AND your name is Matt (which is weird because I keep meeting hot emos of that name at this school), but you're TOO YOUNG FOR ME!" And I'm not allowed to date.
I was just thinking about it because registration is coming up and I'm SO PSYCHED for freshman year.
I was also thinking about how we have a 2-car garage and we don't even put the cars in it. Who does that anyways, that's what driveways are for. Even if I had a Mercedes, I wouldn't put my car in the garage. But that will never happen seeing as my dad thinks if he buys me a nice car, I'll get high and die in a car crash.
I mean, forget the fact that I've sworn off drugs, casual sex, sex of any kind, and excessive/underage drinking. BUt not alchohol. As I've said...once before, as soon as I hit 21, I'll go to SC and enjoy a beer with my grandpa.
Even though's he not allowed to drink either. Diabetes.

It's part of the high school experience.

THEY CAN'T MAKE ME!!!!!
Registration is next week and, instead of sacrificing PE for an ENTIRE YEAR, I get to take ANOTHER one of my amazing ninth grade classes during the summer for a price of $190 or so.
My mom wants me to take Health.
I want to take Washington State History because it is the dumbest, most boring class in school.
And I'd rather suffer during summer than have to suffer during school.
I'd much rather talk about sex and babies for an ENTIRE SEMESTER with an oblivious to oh-my-gosh-we-just-watched-an-"educational"-film-aka-porno-and-I'm-going-to-puke body language teacher.
I just want to be able to take French and band. WAAAAA.
I highly doubt Maria Carey and I have similar taste in music.
I have LOTS of math homework.
Let's see if this is at all accurate... 80%. Of course.... it's because I'm not wildly attracted to rich guys.
Lalala.
I wish I could join an RP.
Possibly Harry Potter...or Star Wars...or Lotr...or some random science fiction plot line someone has thought up.
Then I wouldn't be so bored.

Medal of Honor

I'm really hoping this is the last day of the sickness, because the stuffy, runny nose, and coughing is REALLY GETTING TO ME.
But I feel better than I did this morning, which was TOTAL CRAP. I didn't want to eat my cornflakes, because I was going to puke them up, and then the gag reflex started up during my daily toothbrushing, but I got to school all tired and dehydrated and Mr. Anderson DIDN'T MAKE ME TAKE THE SCIENCE QUIZ!!!!! YAY FOR MR. ANDERSON!!!!!!! YAAAAAAAAAAY! It was pretty sweet. I even got to study extra hard in the library. I only got through 4 sections and there were 6 to do, so...oops.
But still. I deserve a Medal of Honor. Or the Girl of the Year award. Or at least a SONG written about me. Ahem. *glares at Trever McNevan*
Trever: *sigh*...STAND CLEAR, SHE'S THE GIRL OF THE YEAR AND I...forgot the words.
AAAAAAAAAGH! Do I have to learn everything myself?
I miss playing the drums. Still, it's not like I'm ever going to get to. So I don't know if I should just give up or try to get a drumset of some sort. There's always youth band. XP Hmmm, should I quit, do my own thing, or join an inconsistent worship band that plays lame music??
TOUGH DECISION.
Guitar looks tempting.
But every time I pick it up, I want to kill myself.
I'll never learn all those stupid frets.
So if I were to join a rock band, I'd have to be like manager or tee-shirt seller or something, seeing as I have like NOOO musical talent in that area.
Dang.
Stupid cheese! Excuse me...
Man, I hate having braces.
I really want another Hostess cupcake.
And a Snowball.
TWINKIES!!!!
They should make virtual Twinkies.
Hey, that's a Google search for you...

FLUSHED AWAY

WHY IS NO ONE FREAKING OUT ABOUT LIAM?? HE WAS ONLY THE BEST CHARACTER IN THE MOVIE!!!! And his voice was also lended to that of the prophet, etc, BUT OMG!!!!! AN EMO MOUSE!!!!!!!
Yeah. Nuff about that.

Cough. Hack. Cough cough. Hack.

I watched "Grease: you're the one that I want" last night. MAX IS SO ADORABLE. If he doesn't win, I might commit suicide. DEREK GOT OUT! He was too John Stamos-y. I was all laughing, but then I was like, "Wait...AUSTIN'S STILL IN!" and Austin's really evil and everything. He has a really scary baritone voice and I don't find him attractive at all. And he's BLONDE.
But Max is adorable AND a good singer/actor.
Even though Laura and Ashley are both really good, Laura is better, but she and Max have no chemistry.
Like at all.
What happened to all the Harry Potter quizzes?
Sad.
Hahaha.
I shall now see if I can go on someone's Myspace profile without being blocked by INTEGRITY.
Integrity has to be working with the devil. I mean, I can't go on Youtube or any good game sites and their service is horrible.
BY THE WAY, I'm still SICK, so that's why I'm posting this as 9:30 in the morning. Someone ate all my St. Patrick's Day cake.
:(
Cady: Do you guys have any pink?
Janice: No.
Damien: I DO!
I was just reminded of that film.
Wow. How true: "You know you need a boyfriend when cartoon characters start to look amazingly hot."
Lalala. I still want to buy stuff off itunes, yo.
I sure wish I had a donut. Or some St. Patrick's Day cake.
Or cookie dough. Mmmmmmm...

My hips don't lie

They don't, though. Why is our culture so obsessed with the curved white bones jutting out from your waist? I find them fascinating.
Except when I ram them into a wall or something.
Don't you hate it when people keep trying to give you information when you're trying to walk away? It's like, "Okay, i get it," and so you start to leave and they keep TALKING and then they get all offended when you're like, "Shut up." It's like they think you walking away means, "Give me more information or else I might shrivel up and die." Noooo, it actually means, "Gotcha, let me go try that, please shut the heck up, come on, what's your problem, DO YOU HAVE ON OFF SWITCH?"
Dang, I wanna buy some songs off itunes. But then Nathan all freaked out and he was like, "What, download? No, you can't download. It'll take forever." And I just wanted to know if I needed a credit card or not. But it's my family we're talking about. So I don't know if I'll ever get "Temperature" or "Hips don't lie" on my nano while we still have Integrity.
WHICH IS THE SUCKIEST INTERNET CONNECTION I HAVE EVER HAD.
Besides Earthlink. *gag*
Ebay, ebay.
I'll make like Ciena and go to ebay.
Haven't seen her in a while.
:(
Maaybe Dad and I will be able to go to Georgia this year cuz Nancy has tickets?
TIGHT.
But anyways. I think I shall search for Star Wars action figures (such as Queeeen Amidala) or old school FOB CDs.
Hmmhmmhmm I haaaaaate dial-up sooooooo muuuuuch.
Hahaha, I asked my parents for a cellphone and they went, "Maybe next year." Hahahaha.
-_-
Come on.
By the time I actually get one, no one will be using cellphones anymore.
They'll probably be using cellular devices that have been surgically placed in the pelvic region.
One day I'm going to get stranded in Seattle with NO MONEY at all and I won't be able to call for help unless some poor stranger takes pity on me BECAUSE I HAVE NO CELLPHONE.
And I'll probably be mugged. By a seagull.
I hate being sick. This cold is such a pain.

St. Patty's Day loves Hannah Montana

It's St. Patrick's Day today. Yaaaay. Whoopie.
I got a new St. Patrick's day shirt that isn't green.
:(
It's white.
Dang, this is my favorite holiday, why couldn't I celebrate it at school?
I was sick yesterday, so I don't know if they did anything.
Hahahaha, as if.
I'm so sick of Hot Pockets, so tired of cheese, so tired of wishing my mom would by...peas? Dang, I lost my wonderful "So Sick" parody.
OMGEEZ I CRY TEARS OF EXTREME PAIN! I like Blogthings sooo much better than Quizilla. Seriously. What are those people thinking? "You will marry Harry Potter, eat five chickens, and cry tears of extreme pain after you find your favorite color is Gerard Way." Yeaaaaaah...
Ew, there's coconut in my gum and it's really bothering me. The gum part's all swollen and it hurts and I don't know why, even when I floss the heck out of it.
That's a stereotype. Not only am I NOT a tomboy, but I don't ALWAYS make the team. I didn't even make the basketball team.
Technically, I didn't...whatever.
That is one ugly prom dress.
Hmhmhm.
I watched "Hannah Montana" this morning (not on Disney channel, thanks to my cheap parents. Jk!). Dare I say it, I love that show. :( And Oliver is still pretty much amazing. Jackson is really short.
I also watched Suite Life of Zack and Cody.
Arwin had hair.
Hm.
All my NCAA dreams are going down the drain. All my favorite teams I think are going down the drain. Xavier lost to Ohio when they should've won, but that one loser missed the second free throw, so they were pretty much screwed.
I read "Phantom Menace" by Terry Brooks. Wasn't as bad/overdramatically funny as I expected. In fact, it was pretty good. Except for the fact that he used the same stupid adjectives a lot. Then again, so do I, so that's something we both need to work on. And he managed to do like three page long descriptions of Otoh Gunga when I can't even do one paragraph. I hate descriptions.
I miss the Zags. But I hate Pendergraft so much. Grrr. Die.
Anakin: I'm going to marry you.
Padme: HAHAHAHA oh you silly, silly boy.
Anakin: I mean it.
Padme: Ooooh...well, I don't know how this is going to work, seeing as you're just a little boy. [This coming from a 14-year-old. Very mature, Amidala.]
Anakin: I won't always be...
Padme: *really freaked out* Sorry, I need to go fight for the freedom of my people now!
Terry Brooks, you SLAY ME.
Eragon is coming out on DVD.
JOYOUS DAYS!
Lol, I should totally buy it. Or make Murtagh posters.
Maybe I should do a spoof of Eragon. That would make me feel fantastic.

Also...

You Are Coke

A true original and classic, you represent the best of everything you can offer. Just the right amount of sweet, just the right amount of energy... you're the life of the party. Your best soda match: Mountain Dew Stay away from:Dr Pepper

What Kind of Soda Are You?

and...

Caramel Frappuccino

Creative and expressive, you tend to match your Frappuccino flavor to your mood. And a flavored syrup is always a must!

What Flavor Frappuccino Are You?

Friday Quiz of the week

I'm now addicted to Blogthings and I'm going to keep taking amazing quizzes and post the best ones every week. Or every day. Your pick.
Wow, that was definitely not the one.
Androgynous...that's a funny word.
And it just made the book I'm reading make a heck of a lot more sense.
Still looking...
Maybe it involves cookies and donuts.
THat Ben and Jerry's one was lame.
Something about Dublin chocolate fudge...
AAAGH, that was lame. I'm a Peep because I never eat my food.
YEAH RIGHT.
Maybe a good ol redneck test.
I guess I'm a dumb American.
This HAS to be a good one.
Aaaaaand it wasn't. I don't want to learn Japanese. WHAT IS WRONG WITH THE WORLD?
Maybe here's a good one for greek myth nerds.
I don't know if I can take this much longer.
Two more and I'm done...
okay, 3 more...while listening to Evanescence.
Oooh, a political test.
I didn't exactly know what all the questions meant.
Ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner...

Your Political Profile:

Overall: 65% Conservative, 35% Liberal

Social Issues: 75% Conservative, 25% Liberal

Personal Responsibility: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal

Fiscal Issues: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal

Ethics: 50% Conservative, 50% Liberal

Defense and Crime: 100% Conservative, 0% Liberal

How Liberal Or Conservative Are You?

March Madness, madness, basketball, and how life sucks in general

I'm in a weird kind of mood these days. Kind of desensitized. Bored a little. Kinda don't care I guess? My life kind of sounds like an Evanescence song. Or a Linkin Park song. Only without the angsty rap/rock background.
Basketball is finally over, THANK YOU GOD.
I mean, I love it. Coach Cline and Johnson taught me a hecka lot about basketball. And I like that I have more stamina and stuff now.
But with a team captain that blamed everybody else for her mistakes (I'm sure I'm just imagining it, but she did this the most to me) and a girl who had no idea what sarcasm was and bossed you around while she SUCKED out on the floor, it was like, God, please let me go hooooome.
And the 2 hour a day practice didn't help.
We got to go to Mcdonalds for our last away game on Tuesday. Two double cheeseburgers, fries, and a shamrock shake.
It's all gooooood.
I blew my money on a stupid computer game. I thought it was like Zoo Tycoon. It's Mall Tycoon and I've played it before, but this is the poor man's version of Mall Tycoon. Weird, creepy graphics, and stupid challenges that I can't seem to complete.
DANG. I should've gotten Mall of America Tycoon, by a different (probably better) company. Or that Africa game where you create your own ecosystem.
I got a cold yesterday. Aaaagh I feel so bad. Not so much anymore, so I'm pretty much lying.
Tired. And hungry. Dizmas screaming in my ears. I REALLY want a dog.
Dreamed I had a horse named Luke. Also dreamed I was IN the africa ecosystem game.
I swear, I'm pretty sure something is wrong with this year. Because the Zags AND Duke AND Wright lost last night, so I only have like 2 teams to root for during March Madness.
And I didn't get sick...pretty much at all last year.
American Idol's so lame this year. It's already top 12 and I don't even care.
No good shows are on.
I want 2006 back.
I am Peppermint Patty.
Oh, that's just wrong.
"What Gay Childhood Icon Are You?": You are the very gay Peppermint Patty! Softball was the big tipoff here. As well as a "best friend" who loves to call her "sir".
Not right.
Now that I have a life again (cough cough) I will be able to start up my book again. I basically deleted all 30 pages of my rough draft because I didn't like where it was going and the main character was going all whiny and crap. So now I can start afresh.
Soap? Maybe... Probably not... nah.
HOW CAN THEY NOT HAVE BONE AT THE LIBRARY? AAAAH! AAAH! AAAAAAAH!

Girls don't like boys, girls like cars and money

Money...yes. Cars...NOOOO.
I swear, I switch moods more than Britney switches boyfriends. Emo, normal, emo, normal, emo, normal, crazy, emo.
Just sitting here...at my grandma's...trying to see if I can watch videos on Youtube. Although she just showed me her new internet problem, so I don't think it will work. Graaaaagh.
Dodoledodoledo.
I did watch "Call me when you're sober" on Friday night. Shocker, Friday night, I actually had somewhere to go. :O But it wasn't that good. Just really weird. And Amy Lee floated up to the ceiling. And the guy in it WASN'T THAT HOT. All I've heard is that there's some carazy hot guy in that video and he looked like Hugh Jackman. Not a bad thing, I just don't get heart palpitations thinking about Wolverine.
*sigh*
"Bring me to Life" was kind of weird. 12 Stones lead singer was in it? And while she's dangling off the side of a building, 12 Stones man has ALMOST pulled her up, then he let's go.
RANDOM.
I had nursery today at church. GRAAAH those little kids are funny. I only had two this time, but Matthew was making the horses fly and slipping with his slippery feet. He's so adorable. And then Jada kept telling me stuff, and I wouldn't understand at first, so I'd be like, "Oooh, really?" "Yeaaaaaah." And she'd say yeaaaah to pretty much anything unless you were offering her an Elmo ball or a freaky looking caterpillar or the oppurtunity to leave the table. She's only 1.5 and her favorite color is blue. Awwww, how precious.
Michael Scott: There. THat's a good name. Littlekidlover.
AAAAAAAAGH, Michael, I feel so BAD around you.
Not FOR you. AROUND you.
I actually like these rubber bands now. THe tighter the better.
Unless I really REALLY wanna eat brownies and I can't because I can't open my mouth.

,

There is something wrong with the number 14. I swear, it's even more cursed than the number 23. Because life was all good until I turned 14, and now it SUCKS.
WHY?????? WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY?
WHAT HAVE I EVER DONE TO YOU?
CAN I HAVE AT LEAST ONE EMO GUY OR A TEACHER THAT ACTUALLY GETS ME AND DOESN'T ASSUME I'M A FREAKING MORON?
I think this is becoming a pattern. Every four days or something some stupid emotional trauma strikes.
*shock* LIKE AT MY CHURCH.
Oooooooh, burn, that was mean, I should be nicer...
NOT.
I don't know, maybe it was the orthodontist both tightening my braces AND making me wear stupid rubber bands that make my mouth feel like a war zone: bloody and painful.
Then there was that STUPID basketball game.
And that's mostly why I'm so mad.
My coach didn't play me. At all. Ever. The whole game.
BECAUSE I'M NOT A PART OF THIS STUPID TEAM.
I mean, I'm not exactly NEEDED on the team. I'm obviously not GOOD enough because I didn't MAKE the team in the first place! Two girls had to QUIT before I was even CONSIDERED.
So I'm basically just an 11th wheel.
Oooooooh boy. Hooooow fun.
And it's not like I was annoyed enough already. I'm failing science...AAAAND math...AAAAAAND band.

All cougars should be shot

Played our biggest rival today.
And lost our biggest loss ever.
DANG IT.
I really HATE that school. The refs sucked and the cheerleaders annoyed the expletive out of me. Not even kidding. If I were in a REALLY BAD MOOD, they would be the first to go. And our team just was kind of out of it, like we didn't really want to win. It was pretty humiliating losing to them.
But I totally threw an elbow at this one girl who almost broke my nose. Oooops. Suck it up, it's called DEFENSE, nose-breaker.
I'm no longer failing science. I'm only getting a C, but we're good. And my math teacher is freaking out because I'm getting a C. NOT MY FAULT. Maybe it's because you wouldn't let me turn in my freaking work. And she thinks I'm getting a bad grade because I READ a lot in class. NOT TRUE. I'm getting a GOOD GRADE, I get what's going on, and she acts like it's horrible and that I've done it so many times. Like ONCE. I hate her, because she's an inflexible LIAR.
Grrrr.
A lot of the guys I find attractive are similar looking?
I see a trend...
I mean, Teddy Geiger? AND Garrett Hedlund. They don't look THAT much alike, but there's the dark hair/blue eyes combo going on.
And they're both dead sexy...
My keyboard is rattling and it's really annoying.
Oy. It's stopped.

No, I don't actually know what that means

My mom said it was okay for non-Catholic Christians to cross themselves, because they believe in Jesus and the Holy Trinity. Which is cool. But then again, I don't actually know what crossing yourself stands for EXACTLY.
Interesting...
Bobby Michaels was at our church today. He. Is. So. Cool. He's a musicianary (music missionary? Yeah, that was kind of easy to figure out). I kind of really feel called to do what he's doing. First stop: AFRICA. Uganda, I think, South Africa, don't exactly know where. And maybe Cuba, if I can get in. My mom thinks I feel for AFrica like she does for Japan.
She doesn't like Joe Trohman. How's that for a non-sequiter?
Not that good... I'm working on it.
Might possibly start writing my soap again? I don't know, I'm bored. If I ever have time, I'll write a little.
Lalala. I need to play trombone.
ANDY HURLEY IS STRAIGHT EDGE!
Weird...

Phish Food

I BOUGHT BEN AND JERRY'S I BOUGHT BEN AND JERRY'S I BOUGHT BEN AND JERRY'S I BOUGHT BEN AND JERRY'S!
What flavor?
PHISH FOOD! Chocolate ice cream with gooey marshmallow, carmel swirl, and fudge fish.
Their description, not mine.
MWAHAHA.
But I was in the car with my dad, after grocery shopping for two hours, and it was all melting, and fudge isn't the best thing to eat when you're driving in a car. Actually, I can't eat ANYTHING when I'm driving or on a boat or train or something. That's the only time I get car/seasick.
Dangit, I'm getting low grades in math and science. Some moron got my notebook wet, so ALL the stupid assignments got ruined, and I don't know if he graded them or not. I'm thinking not. And math because the stupid teacher is TOTALLY inflexible. She won't let you turn anything in late, even if you were absent, she makes you go to stupid math help and turn it in, then sit there for like 5 hours. hello. I have a life/basketball practice, besides, wouldn't it be EASIER for me just to GIVE it to you then to make me go to your stupid after school class when i don't need HELP? Actually, sometimes I do, but not if I FINISHED the assignment. Even if I did need help, you wouldn't GIVE it to me, that's why I don't ask any questions in math.
I hate her.
I really want a new CD.
Was playing Evanescence on my trombone. "Hello" is a hard song to play. Couldn't play anything good like "Dance, Dance" or "Girl of the Year" because they're not on my cpu and I didn't want to recharge my ipod because whenever I put my ipod on random, I get all anal and have to finish EVERY SONG before I recharge it. Which is hard, because there are 281 songs on it, and I don't even have all my music on there.
I owe $6 at the library. -_-
GASP maybe the library has more PHANTOM STALLION!!!! Haven't read one of those in the library. I'm restarting "Jedi Apprentice". I'm such a nerd. LAME, I asked them to order Winnie the Horse Gentler because I was like, "Wth, I need a new series," and I've only ever read the 1st one???? But they only ordered the first 3, skipped 4 and 5, and then ordered 6 and 7. WHY CAN'T YOU ORDER THE WHOLE SERIES LIKE A NORMAL FREAK?
I need to reread...
LOTR.
Harry Potter.
Jedi Apprentice.
And all the Star Wars movie novels. Even though I've only read one. Two. No, three.
But not that stupid one "Revenge of the Sith" by that idiot who kept being all, "This is how it feels to be Anakin Skywalker. Lalalala I'm ugly, I feel like cutting myself, NO PADME! And the world turned black..." It wasn't even funny dumb, just REALLY sucky writing.
I remember reading it last summer, and Marcia was all, "THAT GIRL IS A WRITER!" and I felt bad since I haven't written anything, not even a short story, in like 3 years???? I suck.
My family is in the Dark Ages technology wise.
Yes, we have a new cpu. And a TV. And cellphones.
But cable would be nice.
DOWN WITH DIAL UP!
BURN DOWN THE BARBER SHOPS!
NO MORE MEATSHAKE!

"Why 'Emo', Lauren? Why 'Emo'?"

I'll TEEEEEEEEELLL you why.
Actually, I won't. Yeeeeet, I guess.
Dude, I love my new sweatshirt. It's kind of big and piratey, but it's SOOOOOO comfortable. Navy blue hoodie with Lady Falcos on it.
Guess what's on the back?
That's right.
"Emo", sucka.
I had like 8 people be all, "Ew, why would you put EMO???" IT'S A COOL WORD, woman.
Pep assembly rocked. Basketball got announced. I love being egotistical. Sevvies won, though. Tiler and I were like, "How come we used to be sevvies and now we hate them?" Then we realized, "We always used to be like, 'Why do the 8th graders hate us?' Now we know."
Whatever. We had the best practice ever today. First we surprised Johnson with cake and donuts, then did Around the World, 3 point competition, Bump, free throws, and dribble competition.
I LOVED IT.
My clothes smell SO BAD, tho.
Myyyyy bad.
Oooooooh joyousness.
Movie night tonight.
I could maybe dance if I really tried.
Naaaaaah, I don't think so.
30 Seconds to Mars guy isn't hot. Ew.