And now some old moments of Zen from September 2001...

    9/1/01

    Since I got back 4 days ago I've really been rather happy. Just hanging out with friends and such. Yesterday I went to a football game with good company and even though it was raining I was kept warm. I've only been back a few days and it feels like forever. A good forever. Anyways the trip up was pretty short because all of it was done at night when I was unconscious. After taking this trip 20 times I realized you never sleep on a road trip you just exist in a malaise between the living and the dead. It's really not as creepy as it sounds but it still sucks. Limbo ain't fun unless there's a pole. ;P

    9/2/01

    My parents had never let me get my ears pierced. Then on a rainy Floridian day this summer, years after I stopped trying to petition for them I asked my mom, "Can I get my ears pierced?" And with that I now have three new holes in my body (I got my left ear's cartilage pierced also.) And what did my dad say but, "Oh Sheila that looks really nice! Why didn't you have it done before?" Sigh... Silly parents...

    9/4/01

    Sorry I've been lazy lately. Yesterday I spent my Labor day at a family cookout so I had no time really to update anything. The cookout was fun and the food was good. Though imagine eating fire... that's what the chicken tasted like. Not necessarily hot just... fire. Interesting to say the least.

    But now on to the real news. I started school today! *the villagers rejoice* My schedule turned out very good and my teachers seem great. Ummm... basically that's it. It's weird I had a great day yet I seem to exist in perpetual funk. And no not the music nor the smell but that crappy feeling.

    "How does the chicken taste like Sheila?"
    "Like fire..."
    "Sheila that's not possible *bite* Holy crap it tastes like fire!"

    9/6/01

    Who's the one at fault? The con artist or the fool who followed their heart and believed? My heart literally dropped to my toes today. It was the worst feeling ever. Because of something I innocently found out. Knowledge can be one of the worst things. Once you know you can never go back... You try to forget and maybe pretend but it's too late. You can't turn back the hands of time. Ignorance is bliss. These are just scattered thoughts but at this time I'm too shattered to really put it in exact paragraphs and such. I don't know anymore... I wish I could get mad and yell but I can't something stuck in my throat won't let me. I just don't know...

    9/7/01

    So of course to block out the bad thoughts, I have made myself busy. Like most times when things get tough. And like they said when the going gets tough start an OM team. Last year it was hell but It's worth another try I guess. But with a different team. I mean I loved my team except one person... Anyway I'm physched though now I'm in friendship doo doo. Considering I asked so many people for my team they turned me down and now all of them want to do it and I know they won't get along... Oh well here we go again let's play Sheila in the middle.

    9/8/01

    I went to another football game yesterday. It was our team the Mighty Indians versus the Fighting Indians... We both were in red and white and had the same outfits for the marching band basically so needless to say everyone was confused. Even the cheerleaders cheered for the wrong team. Everyone was happy until they realized we were the one's with no points and the other team were leading by 43 points. The funny thing is we aren't allowed to call our team "The Tribe" cause it's racist but we can call them Indians... And the other team even had the stereotypical Native American mascot. Seems silly.

    9/9/01

I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I hate him I love him

    9/11/01

    I really don't think there is anything to be said, the sadness and depression that has spread over this nation is too deep to really express it. All I know is that we still have a future a head of us and we must persist. We can't let this paralyze us, that's what the terrorists want. I had planned to write an anguished love lorned Moment of Zen since it fits my mental state of late. But after today it seems so trivial. All I know is I'm really scared. Our lives may change drastically and nothing will be the same again. There is a larger picture out there and it's not too good... On a bittersweet note it's my puppy, Quin's first birthday today.

    9/12/01

    I'm just numb. I'm tired and over worked. I have taken on a large workload. I have no idea how I will balance things but I'm sure I'll manage. I just feel weird continuing on with my life like this. I know I should and it's the best for everyone if they remember those lost and live for them. It's just everything is soo overwhelming my life has changed so much over the past 2 weeks. I just need to sit down and center myself. I have to think straight I'm too the point I can barely speak. Tomorrow there is going to be a free concert for my high school at Peterswood Park from 6-9. *cough* *plug**cough* Anyway I hope I can just forget a little bit and quote "shake my thing." I need that stress relief... desperately.

    9/13/01

    Let me tell you a story...

    My mom is a teacher. Her homeroom kids never say the pledge. They are too cool to or so they think. Yesterday the principal gave a very moving speech about the tragedy that happened recently. At the end he had everyone stand for the pledge. Not a single one, even after the speech, would stand for the pledge... My mom freaked and broke down. So finally everyone stood and said the pledge. It makes me sick. And I thought that this crisis was enough to make everyone aware of the bigger picture. It's so so sad. I won't even say, "At least they stood and said it when my mom cried." She shouldn't have to do that.

    9/14/01

    9/15/01

    I went to that concert last Thursday. It was fun of course though in the end I was the only one dancing but that's how it usually is. They were selling glow sticks and of course I tried my hand at it... After a few head blows I actually got used to it and could do a few tricks by swinging the glow sticks on the end of strings. It was chilly that night and I had gotten not much sleep the night before so the end result is now I'm sick. Sick and miserable...

    "I'm so mad why didn't you dance at the concert!?!"
    "Sorry Sheila I didn't feel like it... Though I did want to show you how to use the glow sticks properly."

    9/16/01

    I am sick of the current Quiz so here are the results. When asked Why? out of 52 people: