Monday, February 21, 2005

Rip and Burn, Rip and Burn ...
I quite literally spent my day ripping MP3s.

Lots and lots of MP3s.


What Azumanga Daioh Character Are You?
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Sunday, February 20, 2005

So ...
This week, I watched "Scarlett." A brief synopsis: It was produced by Lifetime or Hallmark (I don't recall which.) Need I say more? Much relationship building/destroying followed by two murders and a trial.

Boromir played the rapist, Reverend Camden played Ashley, Morgan the Goat played the priest, and a Michael Jackson lookalike played Scarlett.

I learned to knit during this 6 hour film as well.




I splurged. I got myself a CD/MP3 player with an AM/FM radio. Which is just the coolest thing in the world for me.




Kinda unrelated, but kinda distressing me. This kid at school feel while doing a high-jump at track this week, cracked his skull open, and he's in an induced coma, and his brain had been swelling for a few days. Which is just kinda scary, because he's one of those nice kids that everyone knows from the plays, sports, the morning video announcements, etcetera, and his little sister and my little sister used to be friends and all ... it's just kinda weird and been heavy on my mind.
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Sunday, February 13, 2005

I wanted to watch the Grammys.
But I forgot they were on tonight.

So you know what I was doing during the beginning?

Listening to my parish priest spend 45 of his 75 minutes to answer a page of religious questions we had telling us about his experience at Seminary, growing up in Maine (though if you didn't know it, you'd think it was Ireland, the way he talks about it), and his girlfriend.

Why does everyone wish they were Irish? And then, pretend they are?

I don't really get it ... no one pretends to be French-Canadian ...
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Friday, February 11, 2005

Lilo and Stitch
Quite honestly, that movie is adorable. Usually, in movies, little kids don't act like little kids, because they have to be too innocent or too worldly to function in the movie, but Lilo does those little girl things and just doesn't get everything she should or not get the things she oughtn't. And she makes up little games and things to get what she wants and to entertain herself.

Actually, I don't like the movie except for Lilo, Nani, and David.

I also really like M*A*S*H. I've said it before, and I'll keep saying it.

Um ... I took a science test on Mendel's laws for heredity (Which, according to the teacher, is useless to me. While it will do me no good to know whether or not I will be passing on fun things like diabetes or MS to my children, I will in fact need to know the nucleotide pairings and which ones are pyridamines in the future ...), and quite seriously, every other question had the option "mutant" or "mutated" as a chioce.

Today was a Friday and I didn't have a lesson, so I got to watch all of M*A*S*H!
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Thursday, February 10, 2005

Every so often, you don't already know the vocab words. Not for 3 years, though ...
Do they seriously think that, by 16, I do not know the meaning of "chastise" or "covet"?

Back when we occasionally got a new word, though, I got the Best Word Ever.

Effervescent! A fancy word for bubbly!

Today wasn't a snow day. Tomorrow won't be either. This means that school might just end before July!

I am not a people person. I have trouble talking to people. I am ususally jsut plain too abrupt and independent-minded to cooperate with people long enough to talk to them, except in cases where I am such close friends with people that we work on the same wavelength to begin with.

And when I try to be personable, do you know what happens?

I find myself agreeing to do a science project with this girl that I can't stand who regularly pulls off grades 30 to 40 points lower than mine.

And I cannot think of a way out. Or a way to drag someone else with me.

And to think, I was having a low self-esteem day along the lines of "why the heck can't I talk to people without doing or saying something stupid or rude?" until I reminded myself that my social inadequecies have very rarely failed me. And when they do, they do a spectacular job.
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Wednesday, February 9, 2005

Longest week of my life ... I think ...
But really ... a week and a half from vacation, not having had a single full week of school since the last one, and being exactly one month from the BOA in Indiana makes this week a forever.

My math teacher readily admits that what he is teaching us right now has no real world value. Isn't that grand?

Even better, he was saying this in justification of a future marine who swung by who decided not to go to college's decision noy yo go to college.
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Sunday, February 6, 2005

Hey, all ...
Do people in California seriously say "hella"? Cuz I've never heard a Californian over here say it, and I know that if I was in California, I'd never be able to stop saying "wicked" ...

Superbowl ... and yet again, I could care less ...

On Monday, I will wind up explaining why I don't like football and could care less about the Pats to a girl who doesn't get theh Sox.

In layman's terms, I'll be beating my head against a desk, crying at the stupidity of it all.

Blegh.
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Sunday, January 30, 2005

Why I Am No Longer Hyper, but Was Yesterday
On Friday, Daddy decided to continue the brand new tradition of a classic movie on the weekends.

Before I even say what we watched, let me just state that the last two movies were Fiddler on the Roof and Gone With the Wind. Both of which I liked.

We watched Back to the Future. And now, he's offended that I didn't like it.

After being forced to sit up till 11 watching this disturbing film, which made me realize just how good The Music Man truly is, I had to get up at 6:23, because Kim, whom I love so dearly, told me that the honor's band auditions volunteer report time was 7.

Guess what? It was 7:30. Thanks, Kim.

So, I got to sit around in the band office with two other kids, one of whom is normal, and one of whom is psychotic. He brought his life, so dear to him, which was a plastic bag of potato chips and jawbreakers. Which he shared, then let us use the bag to catch water leaking in near my chair.

We were addressing and personalizing the kid's acceptance letters. Which is funny, because, while the system is 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, no one receives disqualifying 4s and 5s. No one. Only 6 kids even got 3s.

Now, being stuck in this office all day with only jawbreakers, chips, and envelopes, we got bored. So, when the director took away his jazz CD, the other girl popped in this CD that the student teacher guy had left out, of some sax quartet. It was really cool, and we all liked it, but every time the director came in, he took it off, yelled at us, and put on approved jazz.

Then, later, some girls that I don't like much and Kim turned up, so I was glad to hide in the office. Because when you get stuck hanging around with friends of friends that you don't like, but can't say you don't like because Mutual Friend will be offended, it's just awkward.

Though apparently, the upperclassmen consider me more tolerable than the obnoxious exfreshmen like this girl, because they said that it was better this year without her in front of me, which just makes me feel better, knowing I'm not the only one who doesn't like her, and that they don't lump me in with her by virtue of age.

After I got home, I was hyper. Thank you for the jawbreakers, that was more sugar than I needed.

And then today, I just kind of fizzled out. But we got to go to the bookstore! YAY!
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Thursday, January 27, 2005

And the winner is ...
the loser who hasn't bothered to figure out how Gene has changed over the course of A Separate Peace, because Gene is a wuss.

This is, of course the same loser who did not bother to think about how a minor character influenced the plot.

These losers are the same person who has to write a five paragraph essay on one of those topics tomorrow.

God, I am stupid. I expected a theme essay, so I paid little attention to most characters, and now, it's on the midyear, rather than a regular test.

Oh well ... at least I'll have my algebra midyear to cheer me up.

Today was a stupid day. That's all I have to say about it.

I made an old lady cry. Inadvertantly, but there is something very distressing about it nonetheless.
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Wednesday, January 26, 2005

Snow day ...
Augh! When will we finish the exams?

And so ... what have I done? Looked over old tests? Go over texts?

Of course not. I watched my sister's tapes of American Idol from the last week.

And quite frankly, I had never watched it before. I don't quite get it.

But I don't get why everyone hates Simon so much. He's very blunt, yes, but Paula screaming at him every 2 and a half minutes is by far the worst and most brutal thing on the show.
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