Thursday, September 14, 2006

   Yesterday's field trip
[My fortune cookie said "Bite me". I give it life on my page and it says bite me. That's just a little bit rebelious, I think.]

Michi is a senior otaku. I'm just a tad bit jealous, but that's okay. She deserves it more than me.

I'm going to put a new picture up soon. One with my hair down. It's fall and I've decided that when the weather starts getting cooler and there's a hot guy in third block, and they have long hair, girls should wear their hair down. I apply to all of these rules, so I shall.

I love little children.

Okay, so we went to the elemtary school and the class Cecilia and I were assigned to was going on lunch. Kindergarten. Tiny little kids. So, we helped them get their food and then sat with them. After lunch, we went to their room and read them a story. It was adorable. They all wanted me to read them every story they had. Then I said, "Well, we have to go, guys." And this little girl came out of no where and gave me a big hug. I said, "Aw. Thank you." And then it took me approximately two seconds to realize that when one little kid hugs you, they all do. Cecilia and I were drowning in little kid arms. Then I was trying to follow her to the door, but they were grabbing my legs and giving me hugs and saying, "Thanks for coming, it was nice meeting you, and see you tomorrow!" (I won't see them today, though.) Then they all settled down and I had my hand on the door. I waved, "Bye, guys." And they all shreiked "BYE!" It was adorable.

I would HATE to have the teacher's job because those kids are nuts, but hanging with them was awesome.

And on the bus ride back, Patrick was looking at me the whole time.

-Susan

p.s. I wasn't at the fair long enough to see the sharks. And the debit card thing is just hilarious. Thank you so much for sharing!!! ;)
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Wednesday, September 13, 2006

   Kids with Guns
Hey Matt. My fortune said I should take a vacation.

That's ironic, since I'm going to be spending 1.5 hours at an elementary school tutoring a child. I'm so looking forward to that, but it's going to be like, "Hey kid. Do you have one of those kindermats?" in that whispery druggie voice.

I'm undecided on my major. I'll probably get a major in something stupid. You got guts, Beck. I can't touch dead bodies (it's kind of like a religious law to me). But otherwise, that's a kickass job. (And stay in Nasvhille, man. Then we can hang out like we should be hanging out now.)

Yesterday I went to the Tennessee State Fair with some friends. All together, it was me, Courtney, Nisrin, Courtney's boyfriend James, Amy, and Amy's boyfriend Chris. We all went in James's car (a 76 Chevy). It was insane. When we left my house, it was me, Courtney, and Amy in the back seat. Then we went to Courtney's house to pick up Nisrin, and then it was me, Nisrin, Amy, and Chris in the back seat with Courtney up front and James driving.

We got there and there was a $3 parking fee. I said, "Hey, do you need a dollar?" James said, "Neh. I got it." I laughed. "Good, because Nisrin is sitting on it." Nisrin then hit me, but it was true, because she was half sitting on me.

We stayed at the fair for a very short time because Courtney got pissed because a carnie made her spend $45 on a game. We then went to James's house and watched Larry the cable guy, and ordered pizza. I went home about 9:45.

I found out that night that James wants to have a threesome with me and Courtney, because he thinks I'm "so damn sexy."

Anyway, blah.

Oh, and Matt from the library is an asshole.

-Susan
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Tuesday, September 12, 2006

College Moolah
[I'm at 316 hits! I'm that much closer to 500!]

Guys, guys. Listen to me. I'm going to TSU (almost positively) because, there I'm a minority because I'm white. This means that everything, from tuition to food to my dorm (which I won't be using), is FREE! (I have to pay for my books, but who cares?) If you're worried about money and you're white, go to a school that is predominately black. They'll pay for you to go because it's a court order.

UTK is too far and too crazy, and Lisa, who goes there, said, "Seriously though, don't go to UT. It sucks." I was all set to go... but if I can stay here with her and be close to my grandparents, and go for NOTHING, then I'm going to TSU.

Just because you're white doesn't mean you can't get help when going to college.

I just thought I'd throw that out there for everyone.

And living with my sister is going to be great. I don't give a shit where I go as long as I can live with her. She said I was the only person in Nashville she would want to live with, and if she doesn't live with me, she's going to live with her friend, Anna, in Murfreesboro.

I told her, "Lisa, listen to me, I'm already working on applying and we've already got the minority application. Okay? You have to keep your side of the bargain. I don't want to be all set to move in with you and then, all of a sudden you decided to go live with Anna." She laughed and said, "It's okay. I won't bail."

So, we're all set for next year then. She's probably going to go to TSU for her master's degree... But I'm mainly just looking forward to all the kickass fun we're going to have downtown.

(Hey Neda. I put your new picture up. Hopefully you like it. Hopefully it's not the wrong one again.)

-Susan
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Monday, September 11, 2006

   WOW!
Remember the fallen today.

So, anyway, guess what? Oh man. I'm going to college here in Nashville. I dont't really care where, actually, as long as it's here. Because if I do, Lisa and I are going to share a house. You do not understand how incredibly frickin' cool this is. So, now, we're both doing everything in our powers to get me in a college here. I might just go to TSU because I'm a minority there and I'd go for practically (or absolutely) free.

That's what I'm looking forward to now.

She's already decided that we're going to get a little beagle and name him Beasely.

(Oh, and, Neda, STOP ADVERTISING YOUR SITE ON MY COMMENTS PAGE! I already do that for you, man. ;) )

-Susan
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Friday, September 8, 2006

   Bawhp.
Wow. My site looks official now. I made the new avatar this morning. Hey, my friend Neda, Cool Beans, is on here and I feel like I'm the only one visiting her site. I put her avatar up there today for her and tried to make her site a little cleaner looking... So, please, visit her.

Amaris talked to Matt yesterday. I'm kind of worried about what she said because I was looking over and I said, "Oh my god, Nisrin. She's talking to him." And he looked up and I turned away quick and said, "Oh shit, he's looking at me." Nisrin started laughing and said, "He is smiling!" I said, "Yeah, I know. Shut up." Then we laughed about that for a while.

Pep rally today. Yay. I finally get to sit on the Senior side and look cooler.

-Susan
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Thursday, September 7, 2006

   Guys are stupid sometimes...
Well, as Neda, my counterpart and friend, knows, the asshole didn't write me back. At least Caleb did that. I'm still going to be optimistic, but... heh. If he can't even respond to a small note, what does that say about him? (I still like him, but I'm kinda pissed.)

Anyway, blah.

I still have that perfect image of the guy I want to meet. I don't think he exists. If he did, he'd already be taken by now. Or maybe he's holding out for me. Yeah... sure.

On a scale from 0-10, I've been rated an 8, which means that Collin thinks I'm pretty hot on the hot scale. That's pretty good. Although, personally, I would rate myself Gorgeous. I'm sorry. I'm in love with myself, but not in the obnoxious way. In the way where I can say, "What? I know I'm sexy." and no one doubts it.

Well, hey, I think most of you would agree...

-Susan
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Wednesday, September 6, 2006

   The Heart
(Thanks to everyone for your marvelous comments on Steve Irwin. I appreciate it, and I'm sure he would too.)

I wrote him a note. I grabbed his arm. He looked confused. I handed it to him through the crowd. He smiled with a questioning glance. I mouthed, "It's for you." He smiled and mouthed, "Okay. Thanks."

And I STILL can't get him out of my head.

It's crazy. I've never really felt this way about anyone, not to the point of a schoolgirl crush, not even with Caleb (which I realize now was a humongous waste of my time).

I guess I'm smitten.

-Susan
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Tuesday, September 5, 2006

   The death of a childhood favorite....
I can't believe that Steven Irwin is dead. I mean, it doesn't even register sometimes. He's dead, he's gone, he's not coming back, and his children will never have their father ever again.

For those of you who don't know who I'm talking about, Steve Irwin is the Crocodile Hunter. You know, that crazy Australian guy who messes with gators and crocs and comes within an inch of his life sometimes?

Well, he's dead, but he wasn't killed by a croc. He was killed by a sting ray barb to the heart while filming a documentary. Whammo! He would have said that. "Crikey! Look at how that barb went straight into me heart! Whammo!"

I'm going to miss him. A lot.

-Susan

(Why am I still a lame otakuite?)
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Thursday, August 31, 2006

   I hate technology right now. This computer is being a super bitch, so my post is going to be a day late, as usual.

Fuck technology.
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Wednesday, August 30, 2006

More Information
I talked to Nisrin about it in the courtyard during lunch. She said that in India they believe that if you have the dream during some sunlight, it'll come true.

Right after "Trent" was talking, my dad woke me up, so it was about 5:45AM. Nisrin giggled when I told her this. I said, "Either he'll start talking to me or I'll meet some guy named Trent."

I think that's a badass name. I'm going to write a story about it now.

Everyone I used to hang out with in Art III is now in AP Art. I was going to take it, but I don't plan on attending an art school (I really can't because of my parents), and I already like my third block because it's one of two classes I have with Nisrin and we don't do anything but learn about college and talk about issues.

At least Paige is in my art class.

I used to like my art teacher, but he started ignoring me. So now I'm mad at him. So what if I don't want to be an art major? So what if my style isn't like yours. Fuck you.

Caleb emailed me. He gave me a lot of compliments on the kind of person I am now that I'm a senior. It made me feel special, but not the way it would have three years ago.

I'm beginning to fade from him.

I need to call Alex. I need to talk to Danny soon.

-Susan
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