Friday, March 9, 2007

ditty of the day
*sings at top of lungs*
Crunchy munchies are the best
Feed them to unwanted guests
Stuff the mattress with the rest
Crunchy munchies are the best!
*takes bow and exits*
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Thursday, March 8, 2007

And life is good again.. besides the fact both Leah and I are ready to strangle Ms. Graf. She doesn't even know how to teach, and she never works with any of us except for the first violins. Seconds (the ones who need help most) she never pays any attention to until about the day before our performance, at which time she yells at them. As for us outcasts.. I mean.. violas.. she just ignores us. She's even ignoring Leah now. So Leah and I sit there plucking our strings lightly practicing our parts. What's really annoying though is.. hmm.. okay. We'll be playing along and all. Then at about measure 40, the seconds will stumble and mess everyone up. Instead of drilling measures 38-42, where we're actually having the problems, she'll start us at measure 20. FREAKING MEASURE TWENTY. OVER AND OVER AND OVER AGAIN, not even FIXING the problem because she's not even taking the FREAKING time to listen to where we have trouble. So. We played from measure 20 about eight times - for the violas, most of this is rests anyway - and finally Leah and I got so angry we just sat there trying not to yell at her. Grrr.
BUT, other than that.. my day was good :)
Only for those 55 little minutes did we suffer.
I'm so happy though. My lowest grade in any class now is a 98%!!! My highest is a 131. I'm really estatic about that.
Yup, so, I guess I'll be going.
Laters
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Wednesday, March 7, 2007

Oh my gosh. *smacks self in forehead*

I hate mood swings.

It's a lovely little moment
You think you're having fun
Then suddenly you realize..
You didn't get that homework done.
You fumble for a pencil
Stab the point 'most through your hand
You ask the teacher for a band-aid
Then trip over her fan.

You log onto your computer
Powerpoints are due tomorrow
"Fatal error, instant restart"
Goodbye my presentation on Greensboro.

Jumangi flashes in front of you
Three point perspective left to finish
Nice distractions that they give you
Causing your artwork to diminish.

The quarter ends on Thursday
You turned in all your work
Gone ONE DAY for a performance
An F, you spy a smirk.

Maybe the tears were uncalled for
But when this mood comes on
You don't realize how you're acting
And by then, your day is gone.

Yeah so maybe I could come up with about 20 more stanzas for that, but heck, I'm going to go practice. Today is over, for all I care. Don't you hate it when everybody and their dog has to stop and ask you what's wrong? I mean, come on. Usually when someone comes into the bathroom, and goes into a stall crying and slams the door, they just want to be left alone for a little bit. Wouldn't you think? And maybe when a firm, "Go away please." comes from inside, you'd get the gist they just want to be alone. But no. People think they have to care, and they only do it at the times you don't want it. Oh well. I'm just in a really lousy mood. Tomorrow will be a better day.







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Tuesday, March 6, 2007

To my relief, I'm not getting scoliosis. They've had to check me every year since kindergarten. But after all these years, its no worse. Thankfully.

Yeah. So I feel like crap. I would be asleep but no one's home and someone has to stay with Gram. So. Ugh I hurt.

Today was just one of those days that you wish had never happened. Like I just want a redo of the day. Maybe I would have remembered to set my alarm for am instead of pm and I wouldn't have woke up an hour late. That was sort of the beginning of it all. I was having a really awesome dream too. I wish I had remembered it.


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Monday, March 5, 2007

Ah. The joys of ramen. Almost bugs me though that it says chicken flavoured.. how do you get chicken flavor without chicken? Oh well. I'll stop asking and just eatie it. But really. They should make healthy ramen. With whole wheat noodles and real chicken. Dried or something. Then I wouldn't have to worry about the four hundred something calories in one little package.
Yup, so, I should probably go do homework. But it can wait a bit I guess. Posting is productive, right? It's helping my.. umm.. writing skills. Exactly.
Do you realize that it has turned into a world of denim? Today was a free dress day and i was the only one not wearing jeans. It was like, wow. It was weird, I almost felt out-of-place.

So.. my phone is about to go dead. I can't find my charger anywhere. It just grew legs and walked away, I swear. Or maybe the wire-monster ate it. Or maybe it was taken from me by alienic squirrels from a far off planet, come to decide how to take over the world. With phone chargers. I don’t know how, but they’ll do it.

Have you ever noticed most guys smell exactly like their kitchen sink? It's sad but true. Old food and some soap somewhere but you really can't find it. I just finished dishes, can you tell? I swear they were piled to the ceiling. Well not that much, but a good foot and a half overflowing. I got them all scrubbed off but it will take a few dishwasher loads to run them all through.

Well. I need to go, I guess I have a chiropracter appt. Mom's worried abuot my back again.

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Sunday, March 4, 2007

In the words of my best friend, and I quote, "Your life is a headache." How does that make you feel? lol I think its hilarious. And most unfortunately true ^^ Cyndy, you know I would literally lose my mind if you weren't around to keep me crazy :P Ha I guess Leah helps too, but she's a little too busy being annoyed with me right now.
Okay, well. I just ate so much mashed potatoes that if I even see any more within a week I'll probably puke. Ugh.
Well. This *twitch* glorious weekend ends tomorrow. And then begins T-week.. Official Tuacahn week. And then.. spring break. Boring, icky, stupid spring break. Leah gets to go to New York on the school trip with like half the rest of the school. But me? Unless I finaggle (spelling?) a way into Leah's suitcase without anyone noticing, I'm pretty much stuck home. The very prospect depresses me. Which means its time to listen to.. drumroll please.. Hellogoodbye! My newest-found and most pleasing cd that makes me smile and have the urge to dance. I actually forgot anything was wrong while listening to it earlier. I just bought it last night.. and usually i don't like this genre of music that well.. but I am entirely in love with it.
What to say. I'm so happy the quarter ends this week. That means I'm only a freshman for 9 more weeks. Ugh.. but the downside.. three months of wandering aimlessly through the house while the rest of the world is having a blast taking vacations and enjoying summer. Grr.
Oh well. Sorry, I tried to be positive for a bit there.. but.. i'm just not in the mood..
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Saturday, March 3, 2007

I love viola
I did it. I got a superior. I can't believe it, I'm so happy. It's the highest rating you can get. For once I feel like I actually accomplished something.
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Sorry I haven't posted much. Haven't had time.

Leaving for Cedar City in twenty minutes for the Southern Utah Strings Festival. Guess who's terrified?
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Tuesday, February 27, 2007

New findings
And today I discovered that it is entirely possible to cry until no one can tell you were wearing mascara in the first place.
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Monday, February 26, 2007

haha the sink would be easier but it was full of dishes.. :P
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