02.24.02-03.14.02
03.14.02~ pi day
this page is getting kind of long, but, i dont have time tonight to update archives, sooo... ill do it tomorrow and you can deal for now. today i had so much fun. third period i just laughed with lizzie and david and justin and fourth with david, justin and emily, and lunch with emily, lizzie, and... nick? sure. i was just laughing fun time. there was one cloud over my parade, but id rather not discuss it, maybe some other time when i feel like getting into things, but right now im just happy. i got home, chilled, did my worksheets, then went to see grease where i hung out with my sister more than my friends, and i absolutely adore her. shes awesome and we laughed really hard at this little kidbehind us who's laugh was... amazingly loud. it was funny. then she was impersonating it and everyone stopped laughing when she did it so it was really loud. oh man. all giggles. im using horrible writing skills but oh well. then there was this guy, and he was foxy, but we didnt talk to him. because, who does? and i saw alison mcglone and i am so much better than she is and right now i am just happy and yay. so goodnight.
and nathan was awesome.
what im listening to: type type type type/ what im wearing: my cherry pjs and my treasure island shirt./what im thinking <"ahh... breathless sigh...">
03.13.02
no school today. i slept in after dreaming of baby alligators (i dont EVEN know...) and i took a shower and did some laundry and so on, and then i went over to krysti's to work on the morp lipsync, but when i found out that the audition was supposed to be tonight, and half of the group couldnt make it, ally and i kinda persuaded krysti to give up. and now im glad that i dont have to do it. then i came home and tried to make the pictures work but they didnt, so i gave up and watched oh brotehr where art thou until my mo came home and we went shopping. i got new express jeans that fit me PERFECTLY, no need for hemming, and five pairs of underwear and another pair of jeans that have to be hemmed and dont fit as well as the other ones. and my sweater is back from the cleaners, so yay, because i missed it, how i missed to so. went to choir, worked on homework and piddle paddled around. crystal and i bonded and i love her so much and im proud of what shes become. *sigh*. so, lately im sure no one reads this because of the lack of content. something exciting has to happen soon. we are wating for it, right david? we dont know what it is yet, but we know it is coming.
what im listening to: in my head "mr blue persuasion, hey hey hey!".../what im wearing: my new jeans and my cool sweater and my a&f shirt./what im thinking:<i need to think of better things for this web site. its getting way dull.>
03.12.02
these entries have become so boring and unintellegible. i dont even know if a spelled that correctly. today was supposed to be like a friday, but i wasnt really having fun, so i came home at ten, and no one was online, so i looked at the official ninja website for a while. i think i need to find some different people to hang out with for a while so i will appriciate my friends more. right now i just feel like everyone is sick of me, and i dont want people to feel like that about me. so i think i shall keep my distance for a while.
what im wearing: plaid pjs and a white tank top/what im listening to: i WAS listening to gregs second christmas cd, but crystal made me turn it off/ what im thinking: <man, i wish i had someone to talk to.>
03.11.02
mmm... so, today, i had a math test. im not sure how i did. well, really it was a quiz, but, yeah. my mom made my lunch AND muffins for breakfast, so, thats always nice. she put my mustard in a bag, and i laughed so hard, man. mustard in a ziplock. ziploc? im not sure. okay, so... physics we didnt do anything except watch the end of buckaroo bonzai, and i hadnt seen the beginning or the middle, so i just slept instead. oh, and made a calculator program. yay. okay, then we had a history DBQ, and i didnt do so well. i deserve like, a 3. hopefully i underestimate myself. but i doubt it. i wanted to write on the stinkin' new deal. relief, recovery, reform. regurgitate. okay, then in english, our whole class didnt do an assignment, so she madeus do it, and it was easy and i still havent finished half of the things we are supposed to do for this stupid book. i just wish i could read it without all this work. okay, and fifth was pie, and emily lawrence and i went to 7-11 to get mr moeller a money order. how random.
i came home and i fell asleep. i slept from 2 until 5:30, at which time i went... somewhere... i dont remember what i did... then i did some physics, then picked up my sister, then did some more physics, then ate dinner, and now im here. so, it wasnt an exciting day, whatsoever. but i did drink a dr pepper, so, that was good.
in kevins journal entry yesterday he wrote that he was glad we are talking again. i think thats funny because i was never not talking to him. i guess he was mad at me, and i knew it, but i dont know why. and i still dont. so, yeah, i guess we are talking again, which is a good thing.
what im listening to: my own voice singing the strokes/ what im wearing: my pirate jeans and my white tank top and sock that dont match./ what im thinking: <i didnt take no shortcuts/i spent my money that i saved up/ oh mama running out of luck/ just like my sister dont give a...>
03.10.02
today was one of those routine days where nothing really happens that means anything and nothing exciting happened. it was just blah. woke up (was woken up, way to early) to go to church and i went to sunday school and the teacher wasnt there, so i could have really slept 45 minutes longer... then choir, the song we sung was like, for five year olds, and we made it sound so, and then bells. oh, also, i guess, like, all the people that are older than me in my youth group had this raging party last night where like, a hundred people showed up and the cops broke it up and stuff. drinking and the such. most are college aged, yes, but its kind of disconcerting to know that if i ever wanted to party, i would easily be able to do it with my church friends. i dont know. i dont like it one bit. so, okay, after bells, come home, work on physics, fall asleep, find out there is a math quiz tomorrow, go get my books, go to youth council meeting. choir, youth group and home once more to work on math. and i got all the notes down, but for some reason i dont think it will help... i dont know, maybe it will.
what im listening to: my sisters voice/ what im wearing: my yellow "arizona state football" shirt and my blue plaid pajama pants/ what im thinking: <jennifer is finally moving out... oh yes.>
03.09.02
ok. huh. im sorry, and i doubt anybody even bothers checking here any more. but for all you hardcore fans, im back. ive had a rough two weeks. with spirit week and science olympiad, ive been late to bed early to rise. but... we got first for spirit week, we got third in planes, and from a distance wasnt bad at all. so huh. its so hard to write these entries after not doing to for so long becuse so much has happened, i dont know where to start, what to tell and what to cut out. i dont even remember everything. ill just pretend like i have written for the past two weeks.
you know when you go and get chinese food, and then you get the fortune cookie, and you open it up, and it says, "You is coming to an unexpecting flush of money." or you read your horoscope and it says, "The stars in Venus show more money in your future. *do do do do (x-files music)*" well, i guess that happened to me. after being so broke for three months or whatever, three weeks... i got my tax return, and i have all these allowances stacking up, and i had to pay for some stuff for spirit week and i will be getting reimbursed for those soon, so, thats cool. but its already escaping me. but for good causes. lizzies birthday. i bought her abbey road (which is a fatnatis album) and i bought the ingredients to make some pasta dish, and it was all good, except i couldnt eat the brownies, which made me sad. but oh well. and im gaining weight again, which is weird because, like, the last half of this week i didnt eat that much at all. i guess... friday. nevermind. maybe i did. okay, im shutting up now.
so the "party" last night was fun, except i was dead tired, and people were all being exclusive and stuff, but oh well. you cant please everyone. i just hope lizzie had a good time.
today i went to traffic school. it wasnt too bad, considering what it could have been. i mean, it was long and uncomfortable, and i had the extreme urge to dose off at times, but it could have been way worse. the teacher reminded me of mr. collins, my bio teacher, who is cool. the guy next to me smelled of rotten coffee and cigarettes, and he and the guy next to him kept talking to me about things i didnt care about, but at least they were nice. they talked a lot though, and when this woman told them to be quiet, they started calling her "big mama" and making fun of her. then the girl next to me was kicked out of high school twice for stealing shoes out of the locker room (interesting that i have done the same thing and thought nothing of it) although she claims her friend did it and she just took the (w?)rap. then her and the guy next to her, who was a student at rancho and reminded me of a combonation of nathan armstrong and that sean guy that got kicked out of school a bunch of times, were flirting the whole time. but they were okay. they just thought they were bad ass. and maybe they were, who am i to say they arent? anyway... then this other guy in the row ahead of us was kinda scary, but a cool guy as well. all these people seemed so... inferior. thats not exactly what i mean, but i dont feel like explaining anymore. so anyway, it wasnt too bad, the thing i was most disappointed about was not being able to watch the end of the coolest video... such bad acting. it was great. but we were able to get out forty-five minutes early, so that was cool. OH! and the assisstant guy was hot. i wonder why he was there.
kevin thinks im mad at him, but im not. and i was going to write him an email, but i dont know his email address. and um... you know your page is in all black right? its kind of a pain to have to highlight it. and.. oh... in office space, they smash a fax machine, not a copy machine. damn, it feels good to be a gangster.
what im wearing: my SAME jeans (i really need new ones), camp sherman shirt/ what im listening to: awesome juice cd: pixies-umass/ what im thinking: <what am i going to do tonight? i wonder if my parents will even let me go out? i hope so.>
02.27.02
yeah, so ive been busy. this week has been and will be exhausting. i have an overall tired feel. yes, its spirit week, and my spirit is tired. oh so tired. i should be sleeping right now. yeah right, like i could even. im so busy that when im not busy i worry that im forgetting something and i do something to make myself busy. but in the past two days, i cant say ive had a non busy time. monday... wake up. go to school. oh man!fifth period was crazy, i had to run around campus distributing surveys and picking them up. that sucked. after school, i had to drive my sister around, come home and work on math homework. well, actually, i went to the library with mal and we worked on math. and actually worked on math, we didnt socialize. i hadnt done ANY of my homework from the chapter. thats 17 assignments to do in one night. well, i realized i lost four worksheets, so, i didnt do those. but i got all the other worksheets done at the library, plus one book assignment, i think. anyway, i got home and listened to my mom yell, and worked on some more math, and then went to the water polo banquet at 7. that was until around 10:15. it wasnt so bad, the food wasnt great, i got my letter, a scholar athlete patch and a flying basketball (um... water polo ball.. it looks like a basketball though) and i got most improved player, which wouldnt have been MY choice of award, but its cool to get an award. i just wish i would have gotten coach's, because that would be three coach's awards in a row with three different coaches. but most improved is okay. so after that, i came home and did more math, until 11:30. i ended up finishing all except the four worksheets i lost, and one book work assignment that i didnt have. i mean, i didnt know the problems to do. so anyway, it worked out okay, because he collected a worksheet i had done. and the test went over well, i think. so, after school tuesday, i came home. mallory came over too, and nick meves, and we worked on science olympiad planes for a while. until four thirty, actually, at which time i went to a spirit week rehersal thing that wasnt supposed to go very long, but the officers and some random (but helpful) boys ended up staying until nine. i got home, hoping to eat some of my family's left over dinner, because all i ate tuesday was a dr pepper, a bowl of cereal and some vegetable soup broth... but my sister and my dad went out to dinner. luckily my mom got home and hadnt eaten, so we went to el pollo loco and i got some grub. then i helped my sister with her homework, which was sort of fun, because i was being silly, and then i went to bed. today- woke up and remembered that crystal had morning practice, so yay, i can be as late to school as i want. so i took my time, half forced (jennifer was in the shower, and so was my hair stuff) and half by choice. i ate the last of the raisin bran and went on my merry way. school wasnt so bad today. physics test, and im not good at momentum with angles, so, even though we had the EXACT same problem on our homework, i had trouble with the angle problem, but hopefully the logic i used to fix it was correct. our spirit event was today, and we won, and now we are in second overall (freshman are first? thats so weird.) and seniors are LAST. ha-HA! if the freshmen beat us, i will be so mad. oh my gosh, i will be mad. weve been the best so far, and they better not ruin it. of course, i dont really care that much, but im supposed to. so, after school i came home and had my first resting time in, actually, like, three or four days. i made muffins. and i decided to update this now, because i dont know how late ill be out tonight. we have dance practice at four thirty and skit practive at 6, until 8, but then i might have to go over to graysons and help out. thats fine. i kind of want to. im not complaining.
ive had no time for english, and i feel sort of bad, but not bad enough to kill myself...
i miss julia.
if you read kevin's journal, you read his big thing about jim and all that mean stuff. let me say, kevin, i could tell you said all that stuff out of jealousy. you arent very convincing. but the apology was nice. in my opinion, jim is a nice guy, but not worthy of being worshipped. and most definately not perfect, by any means. i like him, but i dont see what all the fuss is about.
there is more to say, but i cannot be said in front of the world.
what im listening to: 88.1, thats all ive been listening to for the past few days. and isnt it good luck that whenever i go to listen to it, it is jazz? wonderful./ what im wearing: my juniors has spirit shirt and my alltime most worn jeans./ what im thinking: <i need to call frans and tell him i cant come to choir.>
02.24.02
what a way to end a day. i just wrote a nice, long, interesting journal entry, and right as im about to save it is freezes up and is deleted. modern technology is wonderful, isnt it?
basically, the highlights of my day were completely musical. listening to jazz on my way to church (i love jazz and classical music, although the jazz station has too much talking so i usually listen to the classical one instead) was beautiful and practicing handbells outside, in the sun, playing a wonderfully fun piece was just, id rather do that than watch television or play boggle. and boggle is a good thing in my book.
here ends a completely different journal entry than my first, in which i only described the pitfalls of my day. i have only semi recovered from last night's solemnity.
what im listening to: 88.1 jazz and blues, although im not very fond of blues./ what im wearing: my only shorts, arizona state football shirt and my old roxy sweatshirt./ what im thinking: <i wonder if things that are deleted are for the better. delete the bad and reminice of the good.>
