Wednesday, January 21, 2004

I really need to talk to Gerry about the layout. I've noticed a few things about it, plus the music is gone (*tear? meh*) since it auto-started (seeing as I couldn't find any good MP3's anyway). Too many things going away... Mostly just the music and my sanity, but added up that's a lot!

Today was so much fun. So much pain, too, but so much fun despite the pain. Social studies was interesting. I picked up a few quotes.
Mrs. Peagols: Get back here, you piece of balogne!

Mrs. Peagols: Well, I don't have a dog. I've had two-year-olds though. (after a discussion about how if you throw a ball your two-year-old will go fetch it)

Question: Von Steuben (a German general of American troops during the revolution) noted that American soldiers often questioned orders. What might explain this attitude?
Lisa: I think they couldn't understand his accent.

Somehow social studies always turns out to be very amusing. Right before that was our weekly discussion with Fr. Tucker, and those are always funny too, except this time it was more sad... He told us about how once he saw a German shepherd get hit by a car and the person just kept going, so he stopped his car and blocked the road and called the police to take the dog to an animal hospital. The poor doggy!
Then in PE everyone was crazy. We had twenty-minute periods because of a mass for the Right to Life march tomorrow (which I will be going on! hurrah!), and we played volleyball, so we were bound to get a little wild. At the end of the game someone shouted, "Just keep going, it's the last serve!" So almost everyone started hitting the ball around and Momo even kicked it.
On the way out to the church, Robby said, "Miss Smith, there's blood on my shirt!" in this squeaky voice. It turned out Tim's hand was bleeding and he got some blood on Robby's shirt. O_o
And then, at the end of school, while I was walking with Kelly out to the cars, Molly suddenly ran up, grabbed my backpack from behind, and asked frantically, "Did a cockroach just land on you?!" She pulled at my backpack to check if it had gotten stuck to my back but I managed to run away from her. Turns out it did land on me and I found it when I got home. It made its first appearance just inside the church on the carpet, and it scared the bejeezers out of me for about a half-second. I noticed it wasn't real when it failed to scuttle around menacingly at my foot's proximity.

And that was my day. It sould've been better if Stephen had shot some more lollipops at people, but oh well. By the way, Trouble Chocolate Awareness Week has started at my dad's blog, so you might want to check that out. I think today will be very fun.
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Tuesday, January 20, 2004

I just started my new meds today, and I really hate the side effects. There are few, but the few that there are are really ucky. Mostly it's just the nausea that gets to me. I'll be sitting there, all normal, not in a car, and all of a sudden my stomach will do a little flip. I feel more cheerful, but I don't know if that has anything to do with it. It could just be because Stephen was shooting lollipops at us with a vacuum cleaner today.

So much homework! I think Sr. is trying to kill me. Book report final draft due tomorrow (I didn't even know about the first draft since I was sick!), a parallel poem, a worksheet (lit. worksheets are hell), and two story packets, which consist of the vocabulary, author bio, and a selection of questions. All this is due tomorrow. I barely got a book picked out for the report today! I think she might let me catch up on the story work at lunchtime though--one of the few nice things she's done for me.

I've decided to take up meditation. It's really kind of fun, in a way. It's a lot easier than it sounds, and it does help. I have a CD and a cassette on it, and a Tai Chi DVD as well, so I'm pretty much set, along with my yoga DVD and relaxation kit thingie that I think I lost. Inner calm shall be mine!
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Friday, January 16, 2004

Ok, I guess I lied a little bit. I can't stay away from AIM. It's an addiction. Plus I'm a lot more cheerful now that A) I'm back with my friends and other cool people, and B) my therapist says that she can get me to a psychiatrist so I can find a medication to help with my depression. ^____^ I have high hopes for that, so I'm very cheerful and extremely hyper (today I had a brief pencil-throwing war with Greg and Marian and somehow ended up with little bits of apple in my hair--veeeeery hyper). I'll make random updates, I think, whenever I feel like something important has happened. Jaa ne, but maybe not for long. ^_~
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Wednesday, January 14, 2004

I guess... this is a temporary goodbye...
My mother has her account now. I helped her set it up. ^_^ She seems to want to call me CR (Confounded Radical, looooong story related to my dad's blog). Hmph. Oh well. Her username is FuzzyBritches. And I bid you adieu for now. You can visit Targ or lit rebel if you're feeling lonely. Ashley (ChrisChic723) refuses to update anymore, so I wouldn't bother with that. >_> And we'll all keep hoping for DES's return. Goodbye, everyone, see you in however long it takes me to feel better!
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Tuesday, January 13, 2004

Corner Time
I'm getting ready to shut off from the world for a little while. I need quiet time. That means no posts, no IM, no emails (sorry if I don't reply to your emails even though they were sent earlier, it's part or preparation), no nothing. I think I might even eliminate unnecessary discussions with my dad that always turn into shouting matches for a while. I'll try not to make it last more than a month. If you have dire news, I'm sorry once again because I doubt I'll be on very much. Maybe once a day if you're lucky, for a few minutes.
My mom is getting an account, so I'll tell you about that when it's ready. That will mark the beginning of 'Corner Time'.
If I die, I'll let you know. I promise. Somehow.
Don't worry, give it a day or two. I just need alone time to relax and get over my unknown illness and get back on top of everything, since computer time is eating up my schedule entirely by accident (meaning I'd rather talk to you guys than avoid a scolding). I'll see you when my mom gets her account, so you can go visit her like nice little readers and friends and sign her guestbook politely and all that fun stuff so she feels loved. Now, I bid you goodnight.
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My throat hurts. Wouldn't yours after someone poked it with a stick?
Went to the doctor today. Turns out I don't have the flu, nor do I have strep. I don't have pneumonia. If this goes on till next week I might have mono or something else I don't remember. If I get a fever or suddenly worsen after a while, I might have the flu anyway.
I'm not sure what I do have. Enough to be suggested some medicines and get a doctor's note so I don't have to go to school for a little bit. My throat is apparently very red and sore-looking. I probably just have some small virus or a bad cold. The only thing that suggested the flu were my leg pains (ugh). So I'm sick. I could've figured that out on my own. At least now I know I don't have strep. I wish there was an easier way to find out... T_T
So... Other than me being sick and the essay ranted about on Lisa's page, my life is still boring. Maybe if I was going to school something interesting would happen. Hmm...
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Sunday, January 11, 2004

I consider my point proven
One last thing:
On Friday, I personally witnessed Sr. Daniel Mary utter the words, "You shouldn't be creative." That is the exact wording. Unless it was "can't" instead of "shouldn't" or something, but it's the same basic meaning. Now you may understand why I dislike her so much.
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Well, looks as though I'm coming down with the flu as of today. My mom had it all week and she says my symptoms are exactly like hers when she got it last Sunday. I'm going to the doctor tomorrow to see if I get prescribed medication or not. If I'm really sick I might be able to get some extra time to work on OI...
Other than that, nothing interesting has happened. I've slept, shopped, eaten, and watched TV. Very boring. School is the same. Blah. Seeya.
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Thursday, January 8, 2004

BRR!
Everyone, and I mean everyone, wear your pajamas inside out tonight! If it doesn't snow I'm gonna be so mad...I might just have to kick something! ANYTHING to make this cold spell worth it! We are forced, the girls in uniform skirts, to stand outside for ten or more minutes each morning in 19 degree weather, ten degrees with wind chill. Some of you northern people might say to get over it, but even I, who thrives on air conditioning, can't stand freezing half to death every morning at school. Evil, evil school people.

Student Appreciation Day, or as I now know it, SAD, is coming up fast. I'm on the decorations committee, the best committee in my opinion because we have Greg, and Michael usually does all the complicated stuff. The only problem is that no one can seem to decide on a theme. Right now it looks like it's going to be the 50's, but no one really has a good idea of what all happened in the 50's. The only thing that really bothers me is the song that was chosen for the song competition (as opposed to the dance competition): "Don't Laugh At Me". You might have heard it at some point on the country station. I really don't like that song. It's just too sad! It reminds me of how much my life seems to suck to me...
Oh well. If I can burn a CD of "Twist and Shout" by tomorrow afternoon, that may become our song instead.

Went manga hunting last night, my exploits made easier by the wonderful Tokyopop site that gives dates for releases. I picked up Demon Diary volume 5 and Pet Shop of Horrors volume 4. Strangely enough I can't find more Fushigi Yugi anywhere, so I may have to try Waldenbooks again.

I'm trying to imagine our class of boys reading out the radio play of "The Million-Pound Bank Note" (which contains a mild love scene between two characters, rather mushy talk). We had enough giggles in a class of girls, so I wonder what it was like for all those particularly macho guys. The worst part is that Michael (scrawny, weird, used-to-be-smart-but-now-is-just-annoying) was playing Henry and Greg was playing Portia. Poor, poor Greg. Miraculously he wasn't tormented, as far as I could tell.

There is my news. How boring, I know. Someday I'll find something interesting to post about, I promise. And I'm sorry I've been so lazy about commenting and signing guestbooks. It's just that I can't really think of anything to say lately and usually I'm in a rush just to post something significant, though they end up longwinded. I may never get back into the social swing of things. But in any case, I'm not dead, so jaa ne.
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Tuesday, January 6, 2004

   *rubs eyes* Tired... I stayed up late reading last night and then watched a little TV to fry my brains again. They were getting too active. I caught the tail end of Cowboy Bebop and then watched Lupin III for the first time ever. It actually wasn't so bad. I just don't like the whole "Lupin" thing. There's a guy in our class named Chris Lupin whom I used to have a crush on in, oh, third grade I guess (also the year I threw apple sauce at David). Now he's a total jerk and extremely perverted. He was kinda that way before, too. Oh well.

I'd like to make a tribute to Ken (Digimon 02) sometime. He was, after all, my very first bishie. I've liked him since I was 10 or 11. ^___^ I've also always hated Yolei. It's not fair! It's not fair at all! Why did they have to go and get married? WHY?! It was very mean to the fangirls. I also thought she was too temperamental and kind of a ditz. That was even before I started liking Ken. :P

Only news today is that the world will be imploding soon. First the Vincent thing, now our phrases from the Good Charlotte concert. The first phrase was, "HI, Billy, I'm Lisa, and I look like Henry!" No, we have no idea who this Henry is. Lisa dyed her hair green for the concert (it was supposed to be blue), and her neighbor James just said, "You look like Henry!" We never found out who he was... In any case, today during lit. Sr. randomly assigned us all parts in a radio show script, and Lisa got someone named Henry something-or-other. Also, the second phrase, "Hi, Billy, I'm Billy, and I look like Billy!" was proved when I drew a picture of Billy in my sketchbook and Greg said right away when he saw it, "That looks like Lisa!" So craziness abounds.

That last paragraph turned out longer than I expected. Ah well, jaa ne!
(PS-New word is "hee," as in "tee hee")
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