Wednesday, November 24, 2004

   Up and About
Just finished my History DBQ (Documents Based Question). I'm going for a Hat Trick. Three A's for three straight DBQ's. ~_^

The first three DBQ's, no less. We shall see. *raises eyebrow*

Anyways, yeah. Here's hoping I can survive a half of a day of school tomorrow. =p

'Night.
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Tuesday, November 23, 2004

   Tired-ness.
Ergh. Late night up last night, talking on AIM. I enjoyed it, but I do miss the sleep I could have had. Eh. Such is life. You make choices and live with the consequences. Yeah.

I have fencing practice tonight from 6:00-8:30. Only, I can only go until 8:00, because I have a meeting with Becky (my nutrionist) tonight at 8:30. I sort of...forgot about that meeting until my dad told me so today, so that is a bit inconvenient. For the most part, I like fencing practice. :)

I have a history paper to write up tonight. It's not particularly difficult, or even time-consuming. I've just got to sit my butt down and type it out. =p

The same goes for my English take-home test I have to do. It's not all that hard if I took the time to do it.

Once again, everything is thrown back to the issue of time, and my not having enough of it. I'm definitely going to need a shower tonight after practice, which will take some time; sometime after 9:00, which would roughly be when I get out of my meeting with Becky.

I'm hoping I can make it through just one more (half)day of school tomorrow. I'm thinking that a long nap, and maybe a trip to the movies sounds like a good plan for tomorrow afternoon. ^_^

As for the present.....ergh. I'll just have to deal with it and hope I don't collapse from exhaustion. u_u;;

I've got to go and grab something for dinner, as well as find something to wear to practice. Then, in about half an hour, I need to depart. Yay for no time to work on...anything. :o!

I'll manage, somehow. See you later. >>
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Monday, November 22, 2004

   "Nobody Suspects the Butterfly"

And no one suspects me of anything, either. ~_^

At least...eh...crap. How do I explain this?

Around the guys in my class that I'm friendly with, I've officially been labeled "Klepto." The name's not in as much frequent use as it used to be, but I'm still quite the food-snatching book-slinking individual. I can make papers disappear without a trace and lay the blame on some less trustworthy person.

In the event that something goes wrong, whether in school or at a Church event, or something, I'm never suspected as the perpetrator. Never. I can (and have) politely argued my way out of a detention. The funny thing was, Mrs. Gartska trusted me more than her own eyes. >:D

She said that my shirt was against the "relaxed dress code" rules, and I asked her to show me where it said that in the student handbook. I'd specifically gone over the dress code section the night before to be sure I'd be alright. She reread the section, and I pointed out pertinent material. Without actually using the book, she took the route of "Well, it was announced over the PA at the end of yesterday." I told her that I had not heard such an announcement, most probably because it was at a time where every teenager in the school is talking, laughing, or moving things around in their lockers in the hallways. End of day messages are almost never heard.

Anyways, she let me off "this time" and warned me not to wear the shirt again. I wandered off, giving her the typical teenager "Yeah, whatever" look. Heh, later on I went and reread the dress code section again, and lo and behold! She was right! XD I'd gotten off, convincing her of her error with the written word itself staring into her face! Aaaahhh. 'Twas awesome.

Here's another example. If two kids at school got into a scuffle, or some kids were goofing off, or something, the vice principal would come over and take those he saw involved to his office. In addition, he'd take anyone in the surrounding area he deemed might have been involved. Not once have I been brought to his office, though I've been nearby such events.

Our school has been doing "random" drugs testing since the middle of last year. Supposedly, they pick names from a hat, or a bin or something, and those chosen are brought down to the nurse's office to provide a urine sample. Last year, a good number of well-known drug users were called down to the nurse's office, intermingled with a few shady characters who might have been doing drugs. Nobody you would not expect was brought down there. *shrug* I've not been called down there. I could probably look burned out and smell like smoke, and I doubt anybody would give me a second glance.

But is this because they think I'm innocent, or just because they don't particularly care about me? Hmm. :p

Some of my older friends will curb their behavior in my presence, or if I make a witty/biting comment, they assume somebody else said it. When they find that I was the one poking fun at them so cleverly, they sort of laugh, and look surprised.

I'm a very divided person, I guess. 0-o

If I were ever tried for any crime, I'd have a nearly limitless plethora of individuals able to serve as witnesses on behalf of my character.

So what if I were to do something? Nobody would believe that it had happened; that I had done it. Not unless there was overwhelming or irrefutable proof. Even then, many would doubt.

So I get to thinking, is this perceived innocence a gift, or a burden?

I can get away with just about anything; parents are set at ease when they find that their son or daughter (My age or otherwise, it makes no difference) will be with me; I have the love and support of more people than I can count; some I admittedly don't even know well at all. It's a gift.

Then, friends and family are sometimes restrained in my presence. Some avoid telling me things, thinking that I'm too unworldly or innocent to comprehend or make use of whatever it is they're saying. Friends hold back from me and that hurts, a bit. Some people avoid getting to know me too closely, because they don't want to be involved with a "goody two shoes." It's a burden.


Bleh. There's my post. I'm not depressed, so you don't all need to get mushy and stuff. =p It's just a thought that's passed through my mind a bit.

Catch you all later. =)

And Solo, heh. Worry not about the commentary. ^_^ Lord knows I'm not the most prolific commenter either. =p
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Sunday, November 21, 2004

   Ah ha!
I've got it!

Doubtfully.

I think I know now why I keep putting off my homework so late.

Great, so you're going to try and put me out of work?

Updating MyO for TehSillyCircus2 is always done before my homework is, so by some form of cognitive achievement, I've determined that in order to get my homework done, I have to update MyO first. Just because my head's all screwed up, or something. Gah. I'm randombling. Cognitive processes make my head hurt. Or maybe it's the music I've been listening to all day. In the words of Alpha Five: "Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye"!

The Collective of the Comments

Arcadia: Yeah, blizzards don't have as much raw power as hurricanes. Less damage = better day off.

Shin: I don't suppose you get "OMFG! IT'S TOO F***ING HOT TODAY!!!11!" Days?

Aleia: Snow days + hyperactive little kids = Not Fun. :o

Dance, Aleia, dance!

But keep it within your backyard; I want snow. ;p

And Mimmi's comment brings me into my next topic, which will likely take up much of this post! w0 to the -0tness!

Last night was the closing night of the play, and all sorts of people were handing out flowers and bouquets and hugs and tears and...well, it was a time of emotional hype. After cleaning up a bit and getting out of costume, a bunch of us headed over to Mary's house for the cast party. It was a lot of fun. ^_^ There was a bunch of food and drinks, and we stayed up late talking and watching movies. =p

Firstly, we talked and watched Ferris Bueller's Day Off. Well, some people watched it and talked, some people just talked, and a few others were actually trying to listen and understand the movie. That got over shortly after midnight (we only got to the party at 10:30-ish) and then Mary's boyfriend put in Power Rangers: The Movie! Ian (her boyfriend) had brought the movie along and insisted that we watch it. With the backing of me and my friend Paul, we overrode any and all objections to the movie's perceived lameness.

It was so much fun.

Paul and I both pointed out random inconsistencies between the movie and the actual series, and he'd spout off random information that nobody else knew. XD It was awesome. I'd suddenly remember a scene from the movie, and then say the dialogue just before or just as it was being spoken. ^___^;; I got kicked any number of times by people who were weirded out by my innate knowledge of the movie, but...yeah.

IT WAS SO MUCH FUN!!!!!!

Eeeeee! :p

Once that was done, we put in The Three Musketeers. Things began to wind down after that, with people randomly chattering and lolling about. Sleep deprived high schoolers in a party atmosphere are a funny bunch of kids. *smiles* They remind me greatly of people who are drunk. They react much more slowly, they say the most random things, and they're...just...funny. XD Their inhibitions were lowered, and so any number of topics were discussed. *laughs* Good times. ^_^

Oh, and I nearly forgot to mention: I had a cow named "Moo" on my head most of the night. :D Angela sleeps with Moo every night, and so she brought him along with her to the cast party. She let me hold him, and before long he was resting on my head. He remained there for most of the night. I gave him back to Angela when she went to the other side of the room to get some sleep.

I eventually went to bed at about ten of six, after watching the end of Sleeping Beauty. Heh, I think I'm just about the only one who actually saw the end of every movie we played last night. =p

I most certainly was the last to go to sleep. >>

I was woken up at 10:10 by Paul's parents, who were there to pick us up and drive us home. So, I put in my contacts and grabbed a donut for breakfast. I would have said good bye and thank you to Mary, but she was peacefully sleeping on the couch. So, I didn't. I'll have to be sure and relay the message to her either tomorrow or...some later date. :p

That's the spirit! =p

Anyways. Paul's dad dropped me off down at Sacred Heart for Coffee and Donuts. And, for just about the first time in my life, I pulled out a CD player (that belonged to me) and put in a CD (which also belonged to me) and shut out the world with music (which is totally stereotypical of a teenager dressed in black, which I was). Gah. I felt like such a poseur-teen-whore, or something. Remind me never to do that again.

The music was nice, though. I'm very much thankful to Miss Aleia for sending it to me. ^___^

And on that happy-bizarre, I-hated-myself-but-love-the-music note, I'll leave and actually get around to doing my homework.
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Saturday, November 20, 2004

   Satur-ma-day....sat....ur...ma...DAAAAAAY
Snow is cool. And cold. Cool in the sense that it is a neat sort of thing, and cold in terms of temperature. Sometimes we'll get a lot of snow in Connecticut, and sometimes we'll get...um...none. One thing that's a surefire thing, though, is that we will have a period of absolutely frigid weather. It doesn't even necessarily come in December, around Christmas time. We've had snow even untowards March. This may be a normal thing, or might not be. I'm not very good at the whole "Oh yeah, everybody gets *insert type of weather* in *insert month/month span*"

*adds that to list of things Ben doesn't know well*

*and will learn about....eventually*

Thanks for the supplement, there, Mr. P. =/

No charge.


This time...

I heard that.

Heard what? We're using text, moron.

Fine, then, I saw that.

*watches Ben cut through something with a saw*

Weirdo.

No! I meant that I saw it with my eyes! You know, vision?

I don't know him, personally, no. *watches as Ben uses his eyes to saw something*

Ew. Gruesome.

You're a pain in the neck, you know that?

So are vampires, I'd imagine.

Are you saying that you're a vampire?

No.

Then why bring it up?

....

*shrug*

You can be rather infuriating, you know that?

Yes.

Good.

You're going to get back to posting eventually, right?

*silently fumes*

Watch it there, you might melt the snow we don't have.

It will come. Just like last year, when it snowed school out a bunch of times. ^_^

Optimism. *snort*

Yeah, sorry. I just really enjoy days off from school. =p

Hey, wait! Days of from school means an extra day to put off homework!

Bring on the snow days!

Bring on the snow days!

w000000t!!
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Friday, November 19, 2004

Mon ordinateur....is bad.
My computer's acting odd. It's taking forever to load any page, and just about everything I do interrupts something else. I've run several virus scans, I've cleared off any number of unnecessary files, and I've defragged my computer several times since it started acting this way. There doesn't seem to be explanation for it, to me. *random thought* My laptop's coming up on its one-year anniversary. I remember I placed the order....the day after Thanksgiving, I believe. I'll have to check back and see when I actually got it and set it up.

School today went well, actually, which surprised the heck out of me. *tilts head upwards, presses palms together* Thank you!

I got caught up on most of the stuff I missed yesterday, and I don't have too too much homework for this weekend. After school, I found out that I had missed a test in Psychology yesterday, so I went and I did it. I do believe that I aced the darn thing. =D And not like "Oh, as long as I didn't screw up on that one problem I'll have aced it," more like "Dude. Test. I pwnerz j00."

The majority of the cast and crew stayed after school and hung out in the auditorium. After Mr. Ayres and Kevin were done fixing the lighting, we all watched some movies and ordered Chinese food. Now, it's a Saints Players tradition to go to this Chinese place called "Pagoda's" before the opening night show. After Pagoda's, the cast and crew heads over to the Norwich town mall and causes enough harmless mischief to be asked to leave. =p

But, we didn't do that this year, for some reason. Instead of breaking the tradition entirely, however, the food we got was from Pagoda's. ^_^

Lisa and I went over the script yet again and got all of the scene changes and lighting cues written down and double-checked. You'd think (and we thought) that we'd covered just about everything.

But you hadn't, had you?

No. No, we hadn't. There was one scene that we had to contact Kevin on our walkie-talkies and add in a blackout so that we could rearrange some stuff. That went off without too much trouble.

In one scene, Kevin turned the lights on too early. I had to rush off of the stage so as not to be caught onstage. For a few moments afterwards I was muttering unpleasantries concerning Kevin, until Lisa came over and apologized for signalling Kevin before I was offstage. We shared a quiet, nervous laugh, and then got back on with the show.

One other time, though, I was onstage still onstage when the lights were coming on. Lisa had cued Kevin before I was offstage because she couldn't seem me from where she was! O-o;; So, I was about halfway between our artificial garden wall and the curtain, a distance of about three feet. When the lights lit up, my Techie instincts took over and I leapt offstage, shivering from the excitement of near discovery.

Once again, Kevin screwed up the lighting. In one of the later scenes, he shut out the lights before one of the actors was finished giving her line. -___-;;

Lisa and I really wanted to get our hands on him after the show, but he had left! Just, up and and gone. >:\

Grrr....

So, tomorrow I'm going to rewrite our scene change and lighting cue pages so that there is no confusion whatsoever. Everything will be done perfectly. With two nights and a day of practice, I sincerely hope that we'll have it down by tomorrow night.

Tomorrow night's also the cast party! ^_^ I don't know who's going, and who is staying overnight. I shall have to find out and decide whether or not I wish to sleep there also.

Yeah. 'Night. :o
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Thursday, November 18, 2004

   w000000t
Ah, I had such a lovely day today. ^_^ No classes all day, which means that I can put off any homework that would be tomorrow until the weekend.

Here, here! *applauds*

But, (wouldn't you know it?) my weekend is already booked! >_<;;

Tomorrow, if I survive through my classes, I'll be staying after school again. I think most of the cast and crew for the play are planning on staying and organizing something. We need to be at school for 5:30, so going home is pretty senseless for all of us. We'd just as soon remain at school, or in the area.

The play starts at 7:30, and I'll be busy from then until after the play’s completion. I've got cleaning and the like to do once everybody leaves, and the set and props need to be reset for tomorrow night. Hopefully this time the actors will stick around and help out, as they didn't do today. Lisa gave them a stern talking-to and they all suddenly appeared right when the work was nearly done....It's too bad I don't trust all of them to have their props where they're supposed to be. :p

Then, I get to go home (somehow >>) and sleep! Early Saturday morning, though, I need to be up and at St. Bernard's again. We have a fencing competition! Yay! Limited hours of sleep, and a competition I'm not ready for! >_>

*suddenly remembers*
Ooooh, right. It's just a scrimmage! The other school doesn't have an official team yet; they're just a club and therefore can't actually compete against us. Cool. I stand a chance, if I'm told to fence.

Hopefully. v.v;;

Then, I may have a couple of hours ((Extreme Maximum of 6) before I have to be back at St. Bernard's for the Saturday night performance! As much as I love doing the play, it's really eating up my time.

I haven't gotten the details yet about the cast party, so I may or may not be going to that. Also, it's at one of the girls' houses, so I probably won't stay overnight. I can be pretty scary-looking in the morning. =p

Ah, yes. And if I do decide to stay over, I have to decide whether or not to go to Mass on Saturday night before the play. If I don't, then I'd have to go on Sunday morning. That might not be so bad, except I might be at Mary's house.

Ha ha, you're screwed. :D

....be quiet. x-x

Come now, continue outlining the chaos that you will ultimately plow through. *snicker*

*glares* Fine.

Sunday, I might have Mass in the morning, along with Coffee and Donuts. That will keep me occupied until probably about one o'clock in the afternoon. And then, I think I'll finally have time to do some homework!

Yeah, like that paper due on Tuesday that you haven't completed any part of.

....

Or done any research for.

You're not helping. And I know you know this.

I just enjoy making your life difficult.

Gah. I despire you.

Oh, you "despire" me, eh? =p

That was a typo, and you know it! I meant "despise" !

Yeah...sure. We're all supposed to believe that you're not just falling apart at the seams.

I'm not. >>

*watches as parts of Ben are torn off like fabric*

Hey, that's not what's happening! Ignore the asterisks!

*watches as little-bitty-Ben pieces float away*

Knock it off!

*little bitty pieces either spontaneously explode, or are eaten by ravens and whales*

I give up. -.-;;
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Wednesday, November 17, 2004

   "Dude, what's that in your bag?"

Today, I brought in a large bottle filled with water. Originally, the bottle had been filled with Green Tea. Apparently, though, the bottle was just about the same size and shape of a bottle of vodka, or tequila; it looked like a bottle of some sort of strong alcohol.

So, naturally, I get the jocks and the popular people all riled up. "Dude, did you bring vodka to school?"

"Hey wait, is that a bottle of...?"

"Dude! Did you-!"

Gah. Stupid, stupid people. It's WATER!!!!!! *mutter* *mutter*

I kept it in my locker all throughout the school day along with my spare clothes for set construction/play practice tonight.

As soon as I took it out, and was walking around with it, people once again gave me queer looks and asked me about the bottle. v_v;;

Fortunately, none of my teachers questioned me about it. =p I would have liked to have them tried it, just because I enjoy getting myself into and out of situations like that. It's intellectually stimulating, or something. Or maybe it's some sort of "control" complex that I have. Being able to angle the situation into proving my innocence, or something.

Yeah, just admit that I'm weird in the head. x_O

Tech had a very productive afternoon/evening, simply because we had to. Tonight was the dress rehearsal, and everything had to be done. Tensions were high, emotions were flaring, and I was rolling around in a wheelchair watching in all unfold. >>

I've become very attached to our wheelchair lately. I find that when I buckle myself in, I am actually quite a bit more mobile. ^-^ I can still accomplish a fair amount of tasks, such as moving paint around and picking up trash. And, uh, yeah. I'm good at delivering messages to people.

It's so fun! :p

Nobody else, of course, is allowed to touch the wheelchair. They're not responsible enough. Only I am responsible enough... *shifty glance*

>>

<<

Preciousssss.....

Aaaannnnnnnyyyyywwwwwaaaaayyyyyssss......dress rehearsal was fairly bad. Pregnant pauses everywhere, lines rearranged and forgotten. Just...ergh. Bad. We did manage to figure out what props, etc. were missing and/or where would be the best place for them during the show.

Also, I'm going to be working backstage at the show tomorrow morning, so I get to miss all of my classes! Yaaaaay! No homework due tomorrow! ^_____^

Big relief. >.>

Aye! I ought to still be off to bed, though. Wish us luck with the play. Or rather, wish that we break our legs or.....whatever. Wish that we do well. =p
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Tuesday, November 16, 2004

"I set my priorities, and you weren't first."


*points up* I've always wanted to say that to a teacher, believe it or not. A couple of my teachers say they understand how time-consuming some of our extra-curricular activities can be, and they know that we have to set priorities. And yet, they still come down hard on people whose homework is late. I would just so love to throw a line like that right back in their faces. *vicious grin*

I've been juggling my homework around set construction and play practice for the past week, or week and a half, maybe. It...hasn't turned out that well...

I tried so hard to enjoy my weekend that I totally forgot about the History homework I was supposed to do, and so I didn't have it ready for Monday. I handed it in today to a frowning Mr. Currie. He accepted it, but I really don't like to disappoint him; he's such a nice guy! =(

I still haven't done my English outline, even though it was due last Friday. He forgot to collect them Friday, and he forgot to collect them yesterday. I was late to school today, and so I was late to his class. I guess he had collected them in the time where I was not present, as at the end of the period he handed back everybody's corrected/reviewed outlines. Except mine, as I hadn't turned one in. (Un)Fortunately for me, he didn't ask for mine. It just slipped his mind, I guess. And, I don't have English tomorrow, so I don't have a strong obligation to get it in to him tomorrow, either.

It's almost like "the system" is helping me out. Hmph. Weird.

I nearly fell asleep in Theology class today. We were watching a movie about cults, and a fascinating as the subject was....well....it was dark, and the person on TV was droning...and...and.....Zzzzzz....


Okay, I didn't actually fall asleep. But I came pretty darn close. I started quite suddenly when Mr. Leone made a comment on the movie. That kept me alert for about ten second before I began slipping into a stupor.

The Saints Players aren't faring very well, considering tomorrow night is the dress rehearsal. There were still a bunch of instances tonight where people were calling "Line"! Far too many! They should have this stuff down pat by now!

Grrrr.....we've still got stage stuff to do tomorrow afternoon. Some last minute painting has to be done on the walls, and I need to make a convincingly dead garden. (Yay, I have a project to call my own!) I have all of the dead plants that I need, and I have some scaffolding. I just need to go and tie the two together tomorrow after school.

I actually left school today, before 8:30! At 4:00, when we're scheduled to stop working on the set (we often run over) my dad came to pick me up. He drove me home, where I grabbed a bite to eat and changed my clothes. He then drove me over to "John's," a local barbershop. I got my hair cut, and then Whoosh! I was driven back up to St. Bernard's for play practice.

Once again, a girl commented on how nice I smelled. >_>;; And it wasn't Amanda this time, it was Lisa! We went to sit in the "audience" so we could perform our "stage manager" duties. We provide lines when they're needed, and critique positioning and tone and such. So, I sit down, and Lisa's still standing. She's looking this way and that, sniffing here and there. "Is that you? You smell nice."

"It...might...be." 0_o;;

*sniff*

"Oh, it is you! Sorry, I wasn't flirting or anything, you just smell nice." ^-^;;

So...yeah. I smell nice, I guess. Irresistible to women. *snicker* Riiiiiight. >>

I should be doing homework now. I don't have much to do, and so I may be able to get more than five hours of sleep! =O!

That would be cool.
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Monday, November 15, 2004

Random...
What a to-do to die today at a minute or two to two?

Try saying that three times fast. =p
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