Thursday, October 14, 2004

Son of a..

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Mimmi- See? I entertain you and make you think! It's like I'm straight out of Mario is Missing or a Carmen San Diego game.

DDG- Yeah, but mine is full of plot holes, and people's faces and appearances change every once in a while.

Alea- Wow, I've never talked about that? Hm, that's good rant fodder.

Azure- I've thought about blocking you before, but then I remembered that you.. Um.. *shrugs* Try to help me with my computer problems?

Godel- Or maybe your subconcious tricked you into thinking it knew Japanese. Minds can be tricky like that.

Solo- I know what you mean, haha. I forget cool dreams all the time.

Shin- Your subconcious is a slacker. It needs to get a job.

Godel- Hehe.. Nun.

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Today was a really bad day. Other times when I say I have bad days.. Just one or two things piss me off. But today was just one major depressing pain in the old couch warmer.

..I just wrote this entire post, and the browser crashed. It was so freaking long and I was so close to done, and now the anger has come back. I'll try to be brief about my day.

I failed an AR test. Despite my persistent focus on reading the book, I still got half of the problems wrong. I blame the answers- there's always two that are too similar, which leads to a ot of guesswork. Now I'm reading some thirty-page book about Oprah just so the teacher can shut up about me not passing a test yet.

We read a really depressing story about Vietnam in English. We have to do an art project about it tomorrow, and I want to do something in the style of Metal Gear Solid's 2D art, but those hopes were smashed when I found out all of the drawings were to be done on vividly colored paper. I was hoping to use color to differentiate objects and convey a sense of emotion, but it will be hard to do without a white background. Oh well.

Science.. Three annoying people sit behind me, two ghetto, one just annoying (and pagan). They were all talking throughout, and nothing really happened.

Took notes in History for the next big test. We went back to using the overhead projector for note-taking, and inbetween segments I wrote a poem. It's the best way I know to vent depression and anger, but today I didn't pay attention to making it good. I just jotted down thoughts and fit them into an inconsistent, predictable rhyme scheme.

I avoided everyone at lunch. To be honest, I can't remember why (it's all sort of a blur), but I'm guessing that I just didn't want to get them into the same mood I was in. I went to the library, continued writing my poem (which I won't post here because it sucks), and they found me. They didn't bother talking to me- they were in the back discussing something I couldn't decipher- and I left when they weren't looking. I came back later, once they left, and finished my poem. I wasn't satisfied with it, but I felt better. For the last few minutes of the period I sat down with them by our familiar tree, just enjoying their company.

Math, notes. I brooded some.

Typical verbal abuse in the locker room, accompanied by some bleached-and-spiked douche who tried to elbow me in the face because I almost kind of-sort of got in his way.

We played a soccer game of epic proportions today. One half of the class versus the other half.. I played defense surprisingly well, preventing a lot of points, but we still lost two to nothing. We have to run a mile tomorrow, but I don't really mind. I prefer running to wasting time with a bunch of ghetto freaks I don't even know.

The soccer was good for me, though. It made me forget about the lameness of the rest of the day, which I realize I'm not really going into, because I'm low on time. I also want to spare you all a bunch of angst.

Journalism. Wasting time. Introduced someone to Adobe Pagemaker, and I was pleased to find that I didn't need to repeat everything eight times.

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Now to talk about why nobody's going to DC this year.

Our old English teacher didn't really teach us much, but she did spend a lot of time trying to get us to go on the Washington DC class field trip. She promoted it pretty well; talking about the good food, the great sights and memories, and most notably the week away from school and parents. Everyone was really excited about it, but nobody's going for one particular reason..

The thing costs $1800. That's far too steep for a lot of people here, and it would be lame to go and have nobody else there. One friend was planning on going, but she also has the option of doing a trip to London. Considering how passionate she is about jolly old England and how much she dislikes the other girls who are going "like, for-sure! ^^", it looks like she's not going either. Oh well.

If the right combination of people were staying/going, I would probably even postpone getting a new computer so I could take the trip. But they're not, and my family's probably taking me to DC this summer, anyway. I just hope we don't have to visit relatives the entire time.. Deaths, sicknesses and weddings are the only reasons we ever go anywhere.

I had another rant lined up, but it has been postponed. Be sure to check it tomorrow. It's going to be good.

Teh SillyCircus Day 58- Worst. Poem. Ever.

EDIT: Oh, and I got a haircut. She cut the bangs too short, and now the rectangular shape of my face is exposed. I hate it when this happens..
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