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[Aug. 3rd, 2005|06:24 pm] |
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So I had this strange dream this morning . . .
I've just been recruited to work for the FBI, and it's my first mission. My fellow agents and I have to pick up two visiting Japanese superstars from a parking structure. I sit in the backseat of our really old government-issue sedan and we get to the check point. The superstars are running towards us, they're being chased!!! After what seems like an eternity, they jump into the backseat with me ("Drive, drive!!!") and we start to zoom away, only the brakes don't work! Because I'm sitting in the middle, I have to operate the emergency brake. I think in the end, we got away, although I'm kind of hazy on the details. |
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[Jul. 31st, 2005|02:03 am] |
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Today I hung out with my Grammy for most of the afternoon, good times. She picked me up and we went out to lunch and talked for a long time; she remembers when you could buy five gallons of gas for $1.00! Crazy, huh? After lunch we went to go see The March of the Penguins. It was really good, I recommend it if you liked Winged Migration or if you just like watching Nature and Nova on PBS, like me. |
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[Jul. 29th, 2005|12:31 pm] |
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Even though I have an amazing time whenever I hang out with any one of my friends, a lot of times I'm left feeling inadequate. Not really for them, but just for life in general. I don't really know how to explain it, and I doubt that anyone really wants to hear the ramblings of someone complaining for lack of something better to do. I'm sorry I wrote this pointless entry. |
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[Jun. 30th, 2005|09:28 am] |
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Thanks everyone who came to my graduation party! I hope you had an okay time, I had fun even though I was kind of stressed out. If you didn't come, you missed out on being stalked by the paparazzi . . . fun times? If I get the proofs I'll show you, esp. that one on the living room floor, lol.
I really thought I would have more to say . . . I have to get back into this habit or I'll just sound totally random whenever I update. |
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[May. 22nd, 2005|06:55 pm] |
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I've haven't updated in forever, so here goes . . .
We have four days of high school left!!! One more week of hall monitors, assignment planners, bells, lockers, announcemnets, team sports, responsibility hours, sliding into your seat at 7:25, going out to lunch everyday with your friends, school dances, and all that good stuff. One more week in the environment we've grown to love, hate, tolerate. One more week of seeing those people that you would never see if you were left to your own devices.
Here's to an amazing last week of high school, and an even better summer!!!
Let's not talk about the giant amount of work I'm not doing right now. That will destroy me and ruin my chances of graduating or ever going to college. I need motivation and fast!
But if you really want to know . . .
( Read more... )
On the bright side - rugby is going well. Yesterday we went to our State Tournament in Detroit and we placed last, but I don't think that the games went badly. Lakeview has a larger team (in more ways than one) and Livingston was just faster on breakaways. I did have some good tackles though, good times! Today we had a barbecue (inside haha!!!) at someone's house and we watched Mulan - you know you're really jealous. I have practice tomorrow and we should be playing games the whole time as it is our last practice. Hopefully I won't miss much of car painting on Wednesday but I have a game at 5:30 at Norup. I can always show up late but I'd rather not!
In other news . . . I should really be getting to work!!! |
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[Apr. 13th, 2005|07:33 pm] |
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I love it when half days are on Day 1s because then we don't miss seminar. Not that I really like seminar, I just feel like I'm being cheated out of time that I could be wasting. When we have Day 1 half days, we still get out early and I still get to unwind before lunch on the next day. Do you know what I mean?
Off to do my English AP Essay. |
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[Apr. 9th, 2005|05:12 pm] |
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Last night I had my first rugby game . . . I didn't play in the first game because this is my first year but it was amazing to watch!!! It was so much more fast and intense and violent than I thought. After the game was over (we beat Lakeview 15 - 0) I played for 20 minutes against their B team. The results of my game didn't count (which was good because we lost, lol) but we all got some experience which was desperately needed! The first half was kind of confusing and we were facing the setting sun, which made it really hard to see, but the second half was so cool. I tackled at least two girls and knocked them down, and when I got the ball I waded through this sea of Lakeview players until they pulled me down. I have some injuries from playing (i.e. a cleat shaped bruise on the back of my leg) but it was completely worth it!!! I can't wait for our next game, even if we get our asses kicked.
Today I went to this tournament that was being held only like a coupled of miles from my house, it was really convenient. 8 Mile, what what!!! I was there for a couple hours watching different teams play, hanging out with people from my team, and getting sunburned, but not badly. I also bought a Detroit Rugby Club t-shirt, very cute, it's gray with red print.
I think that's basically it. Tonight I'm going to see Sin City with my dad (haha I'm cool) and I can't wait. Tomorrow I'm visiting one of my aunts and my grandma - my grandma needs a new kidney and my aunt is giving her one on Monday. They should be okay.
Ciao!!! |
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[Mar. 14th, 2005|03:14 pm] |
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I must have missed the CASA bus by like two minutes - they are supposed to wait until 12:45 and then leave but the clock inside definitely had 12:43 and the bus was long gone! So I didn't go to CASA - I would have but I couldn't find a ride! So I walked home and ate my Chef Salad and watched TV. Exciting isn't it?
The basement is extremely cold! I'm wearing my coat and I have a fleece blanket but that just isn't enough. Dad is supposed to have moved the computer upstairs (not that it's that much warmer). To protect my lovely fingers from frostbite, I am now wearing my hobo combination gloves and mittens - "mloves" to some, "glittens" to moi.
This weekend was crazy busy - I had a really good night on Friday at Max and Erma's. Saturday I had Orchestra Festival (straight 1's - i hope we go to state) and then work and then we all slept over at Lizzy's. All I have to say is I wish I hadn't learned about someone getting so-called "donut sweats". Enough said right? Sunday I had my party with my family; it was fun. My aunt was disappointed I think about the whole Kalamazoo versus State thing. I think if I applied it would have been for other people wanting me too. I can't do things like that or I'll end up living to please everyone in my life.
I have practice tonight from 5:00 - 7:00! It is going to be muddy and dark and strenuous but I'll go, I need all the practice I can get! Then piles of homework of course. I love how all I did here was talk about myself! Admirable, I must say. |
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[Mar. 11th, 2005|07:16 pm] |
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Happy Birthday!!!
Yeah I'm telling myself happy birthday. I figure I'm allowed to - it IS my birthday after all. Just think; I started this journal one year ago today! DO NOT comment on how pathetically sad it is that I actually planned to write in this today (that's just a given) - comment on . . . whatever you want!
I would like to thank mi amigas who actually read this for being amazing friends - you are there for me and you are all more important to me than you may suspect! My favorite memories are with you and I hope that I always have friendships like the ones I have now. I love you guys (girls)!!!
Now that I have finished my cheesy, cliched, and, of course, oh-so-interesting journal entry, I bid you farewell and good night! |
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[Jan. 29th, 2005|03:42 pm] |
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Last night we went out for Menaka's birthday to TGIFriday's. It was nice, I think she had fun and it was nice to see people that I don't see much in school. It made me want to do something for my birthday, other than go to festival the day after and see my family at my joint party with my cousin, who will be turning eight. Highlights of the evening included David tripping over Anne's leg / his own chair and almost falling onto some innocent people's table, booing Lizzy's radio selections, and giving everyone a tour of my lovely neighborhood. You should have been there!
I'm surprisingly kind of excited about doing my Spanish paper on "Los Desaparecidos". Not because of a new-found love for the language or the teacher (ha!), but because it would be nice to actually apply myself to something and see how I measure up. Not that I can string together a sentence without looking up the conjugations in the back of my book, but whatever. I don't think I'll be taking it in college, so I want to make the most of the time left taking the class instead of letting it all go to waste.
I think I'm really going to like rugby. Today we had our second practice and it was hard work but it was fun. I got so sore after the last time we had practice - I think because I was getting sick that weekend - but I hope that it won't be so bad this time. I've been going to conditioning twice a week, but I need to work harder! The only fear I have is of being crushed by enormous steroid popping "girls".
I heard some news about Karl today; he's still in the Army and still in Alaska. I thought that he would be out of it by now, mostly because while he DID extend his service to to avoid being sent to Iraq, he's been in it for more than three years. Which is why I was kind of confused after being told that he's going to Iraq in August. Is he choosing to go? I don't know him very well but I don't think he would ever put himself in that position. More news from Alaska - she's pregnant. We'll probably call them later tonight.
I really should stop writing - Dad will be back from yoga soon and I'm going to work at 5:00. Notice how many sentences is this start with "I"? Nice. Plus it's pretty cold down here - I probably won't be posting for at least a couple months. Adios!!! |
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[Dec. 1st, 2004|09:36 pm] |
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So . . . about those pictures . . . lol. I really was planning on updating, I swear! Besides, my Kodak Picture CDs don't work in this computer. Not that anyone knows or cares what I'm talking about at this point. It's been almost six months! If anyone DOES ever read this tell me! You know who you are. I'm still wondering if I really want to start this up again, it's pretty time-consuming and all I really do is talk about myself. We'll see how long I (and you) last.
A quick update for all of you who should know but don't.
1. I never do my homework.
2. I have not heard of studying.
3. I turn very red when I run short distances (working on this).
4. I take showers at night, not in the morning.
5. I think about things way too much.
I'm scared about next year, about the rest of my whole life. What happens if I go off to school and I end up failing? I can see it happening to me. If I don't understand something I stop doing it. I think just getting by this year will be hard enough - actually doing the work instead of blowing it off. How do you make yourself do your homework? My parents are always on my case about things and I hate it. But will I be able to get everything done without them there breathing down my neck? I don't know. |
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[Jul. 4th, 2004|12:00 pm] |
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Happy 4th everyone!!!
Does anyone actually know things like their passwords and combinations after the first five times you use them? Like at school I had no idea of what my locker combination was until I actually reached my locker and then I would start to chant the numbers as I turned the lock. Same thing goes with passwords - sometimes I just sit here and wonder what mine could be.
I officially survived Ohio . . . I went for a week to stay with my Aunt and my demon child cousin (three years of age). Was I that spoiled when I was three? I mean, I know that only children have that reputation, but there is no way that I was like that. Whatever, it was nice when I was by myself. I had my own room and bathroom. Which completely makes up for the 7-day torture that I endured.
ANYWAYS . . . 10 DAYS UNTIL CHINA!!!
I am so excited . . . three days at Kzoo College then ten in China. We are going to see the most amazing things ever. I got these CDs to learn Mandarin that only take a half hour a day. My chopstick skills, however, are somewhat lacking. I will be taking hundreds of pictures and will post them as soon as I get back. I am nervous though about a lot of things. Like about the people in my group and stuff like that. But whatever . . . I usually visualize the most horrible things ever so that I won't be disappointed when things aren't perfect.
I hope that I don't get sick on the plane . . . once on the way down to Florida . . . you don't really want to know, do you? Also, what about sleeping on the plane? I definitely can not sleep on my back. Tranquilizers, anyone? But that doesn't really matter. I'm not going to have the best time ever on the plane. It's just a means to get where I want. Every time I think about going I start to freak out. I think that at first it will be kind of surreal, just because, yes I applied and yes I was accepted, and while I am getting ready for it, I don't think it's really hit me yet. |
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[May. 27th, 2004|06:53 pm] |
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Life completely sucks. Seriously, I know that junior year is supposed to be the hardest and all, but I am so stressed out. I still havn't finished my English paper (due 2 days ago) which is my fault but I'm stuck. So I'll be failing English along with Math (thanks to the final, which I failed, even with the 14 point curve). Way to go. Neither of my parents will shut up about this paper. According to Mom, "It's not my responsibility, so I'm not going to say anything about it,". (Later) "Why havn't you finished your paper yet? Do you know what percentage of your final grade this will be? How many grades has it already gone down?". Dad nags but nowhere near as bad. He just schedules dates with people from the internet on the day that I'm supposed to come over to his house, leaving me alone, which I usually wouldn't mind, but he's not here when I get home and the door is open. I go in and there is this random guy painting the ceiling of our living room. I HATE it when there are strange people in the house and no one else is with me. Yes, I'm paranoid, but it would be nice if I had some fucking notice before I walked in the door.
Now, Mom is mad at Dad because of the whole date thing - she's mad at me about the paper, he's mad at me for not telling her about the date (IT'S NOT MY RESPONSIBILITY ASSHOLE) and so on. Thank fucking god this is almost over. Lately I've been such a bitch - I'm either fake with people or completely mean. I have no patience with my "friends". I think I'm going to die alone, seriously.
I'm sorry if this sounds completely like a pity-party or just like I have no serious problems in my life. There are so many people who have it so much worse than me - I just am having trouble dealing with everything right now. |
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[May. 7th, 2004|04:23 pm] |
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Chafey ~ looking forward to another excellent orchestra rehearsal with the woman who can't speak correctly but teaches choir . . . isn't that some kind of oxymoron? Wouldn't you think that the person who teaches a class like that should at least be able to pronounce things? Maybe she's from somewhere strange and exotic. I'm thinking Canada :D.
New seats in math!!! How exciting is THAT??? LOL the person I sit next to . . . we'll just say that there are some unconfirmed suspicions about that person that another person and I might have discussed, oh, sometime last Friday. But this suspicious person is so quiet! Even when they're talking - I have to make a point of asking them innocent, every-day questions, so that I can work up to the more personal, suspicion-confirming questions.
Lunch was so nice before everyone else got there . . . I hate it when other people (I really am such a hypocrite - look to previous writing for proof) talk about things that no one else knows or cares about when there is like a whole group of people there, especially in loud(ish) voices. Because what they're saying is just SO relevant to everyone else. I support freedom of speech, but sometimes, certain people make you wish that there were restrictions. A LOT of restrictions, lol.
Now that I've made several irritating references to something that only one other person knows what I'm talking about . . .
Today in Japanese this person wouldn't leave me alone. He won't stop calling me stupid and just being rude - he made another 'bitch' reference - he's done this before and I told him to fuck off. It's not that I care about swearing or that it offends me; I just think that it's really chauvinistic and weak of this person to call a girl one, especially because this person has so many bitch-like qualities. He even looks like one of those creepy girl-boy combinations (not THE STALKER lol this is another he-she). It's different with girls, it's okay and it's just normal, but it's mean and weird when I haven't done anything to this person. I am really starting to hate him. Before, it was okay, but it is truly getting ridiculous. Maybe I've brought this upon myself? I make fun of myself but I don't think that's what he's doing - he is just saying this to feel better about being the disgusting loser that he is.
One side of my chest is starting to itch. I have to go. |
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[May. 6th, 2004|04:16 pm] |
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Okay so I got SO burned!!! God I am so stupid - way to remember that your own head has a shadow, smart one! So now, I have this head-shaped shadow on one part of my chest, and a horrible burn on the other side, which will be even more lovely once it starts peeling. Way to go.
THE END |
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[May. 5th, 2004|10:46 am] |
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:D - Friday was so fun . . . we must repeat soon (especially the concert in the car) but until then I will be faithfully listening to the mix of course!!!
Yesterday went to Little Tree for SUSHI with some of the Japan Bowl people - it was pretty good but we needed more wasabi; sometimes I have to put a LOT on because the seaweed taste starts getting to me after two or three. Thank goodness for wasabi!!!
So I was talking with Sensei afterwards about next summer . . . if she's still teaching at CASA next year she's hypothetically doing another trip. Let's not jinx ourselves here!!! Besides, I have other trips to worry about right now. No news yet, but I'm hoping that it will come soon. Have you ever applied for something and not gotten in but never be officially told that you didn't make it? The only time I can remember this happening to me is like in Junior High when I tried out for a sport or something but they only show the names of people who made it on the list. That TOTALLY blows - you're like searching for your name, over and over, but it's not there!!! If something like that happens with this, I will be SO pissed. At least send people a rejection letter, you know? So that way, when they're thinking of how there entire life is a fucking waste, there is at least some good conclusive PROOF.
Lo siento, just a LITTLE bit anxious . . .
Mostly I'm writing just to waste time (I have homework I should be doing - therefore I put it off as long as possible - go procrastination!!!) and so that I won't be falsely accused of not writing. AND, of course, to talk about myself, because we all know how interesting THAT is . . .
Going outside to burn myself!!! |
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[Apr. 18th, 2004|04:23 pm] |
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***STALKER ALERT***
Good day today . . . finished Math homework w/ Gva and had fun listening to people interrogating our stalker (sorry if I seemed a bit distracted, lol). People were asking him the BEST questions - they would be so much more funny if they weren't so sad - I will sprinkle them throughout, like Chocolate Chips in a cookie or open sores on a nasty, nasty person.
I went to Little Tree last night for sushi. We just had California rolls, but they were amazingly delicious, way better than at Nipponkai.
Yesterday, I forgot to mention a key point of the treasure hunt in Fifi's car. I found it quite funny - she went to wipe the extra money off of her armrest and it was so completely vulgar that it actually STUCK TO HER HAND - highly disturbing, yes I know.
OMG this is totally weird . . . today when I went to my Info page, a "Welcome to the Crayola Store" popup appeared. WHAT THE FUCK?!?!? Definitely NOT a coincidence. Has this happened to anyone else when they looked at my Info? Not sure about how I feel about this; I'm thinking amused because I'm potentially being used for marketing by a company that sells washable (!!!) art supplies, but also somewhat angry because I hate popups in all of their degenerate, nefarious forms . . . although I was strangely attracted to the Crayola Dough Party Fun Pack, which can be seen in the aforementioned advertisement, and includes 8 mini tubs of assorted colored dough, 2 fun stampers, and 3 shaping tools.
My counselour is really the most incompetant counselour I believe a person could ever have. In all of my classes, I see happy children receiving their ACT scores from their loving, nurturing, advisors who are extremely interested in their success and future; that actually KNOW the names of their students. In sharp contrast, my counselour is never in his office (especially today), is always late to meetings with students, and has pictures of fuzzy mammals hanging on the walls of his office, alongside his diplomas, which I have always suspected of being printed off of his computer. More on him later.
Anyways, I'm sorry this is so long!!! I never intend to write more than a paragraph or two - it always gets out of hand.
. . . By the way, almost forgot: the answers to ALL of the marquee questions asked to you-know-who is "NO". Pathetically depressing, yet also extremely reassuring. |
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[Apr. 17th, 2004|04:41 pm] |
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URGH . . . omg yesterday I wrote this really long entry, mostly about how much I hate people in general (yes fun I know) but after I tried to delete ONE THING the whole thing disappeared - now, I have to try to remember what exactly it was that I said . . .
(It's horrible, I've never even seen the whole movie. At least I've seen parts of it, so I can make confusing references to it while babbling, a favorite hobby of mine (babbling, not making references to movies I havn't really seen)).
Spring Break was good; I spent most of my time shopping; I went out to lunch with my mom and her friends (cool cool, I know, but it was a free lunch!!!) and on Saturday we went to Frankenmuth with my aunt and uncle and cousins. It's so cheesy, but I think I love it; Little Bavaria has had its way with me and won.
***STALKER ALERT***
ROFL . . . The other day in Gva's seminar this crazy boy who I never talk to but love to make fun of (you know the one, lol) started talking to us at random. (Asking me) "Were you on *insert street name* yesterday at 3:46 in the afternoon?". (Asking Gva) "So where do you live?" . . . OMG go away you freak!!! We always laugh at him - he was in my Bio 2/3 class and I was forced into doing the Hyper Evolution Project with him. Very bad experience, to say the least. Guess who never met with our group? Who didn't do any work? Who had his MOTHER call my house the night before the project was due to get information? And the absolute KICKER - guess who never showed up to school on the day of the presentation (which was worth a third of our grade) because of a mysterious "food poisoning".
Today after CASA, Fifi and I went to 7-11 to get slurpees, something that is quickly turning into an addiction. We had to look in her car for change to get them - it was grossest thing ever; she keeps her change in the cup holders of her car, and someone spilled something blue and gooey all over the money. We had to sort through it and it was completely disgusting lol . . . some of the money had some kind of animal fur on it and then some had this blue goo that was wet and came off on our fingers. I felt really bad, giving the money to the poor soul who already has to work at 7-11 - we considered wrapping it in tissues, it was so bad. It was very funny, in a horrible traumatizing way that makes me want to cry . . .
There was more but I can't remember - senility must be setting in . . . for the two people (literally two people lol how sad) who read my journal, call me some time!!! |
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[Apr. 1st, 2004|04:31 pm] |
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I was watching reruns of Friends and I opened the wrapper of a red Laffy-Taffy when I saw it. Inconspicuous, its very existence so subtle and understated that I almost missed the best thing that has ever happened to me. You see, every Laffy-Taffy wrapper has not one but TWO clever jokes on it for the amusement of those Laffy-Taffy connoisseurs who have fixations that border upon obsession. Not being a Laffy-Taffy connoisseur myself, just someone eating Laffy-Taffy for lack of something better to do, I merely threw the wrapper besides me, as if it was not the treasure that it truly was. Only during a commericial break did I take notice of the wrapper. Printed on the side of the plastic, underneath the flap thing, was this message.
"What do you get when you cross a cat and a fish?"
A catfish.
I have finally found it. A horrible joke, much much worse than any I have ever made. To anyone who has ever scorned my wonderful jokes, BOO YAA, in yo face!!! This far surpasses anything I'VE ever done. |
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[Mar. 29th, 2004|03:33 pm] |
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We got the result for Future Problem Solving today, which is weird because it usually takes forever, but we placed 4th out of 8 on our presentation and I don't remember how we did on our booklet. Don't tell Chris our rating though - Emily and I told him that we placed second out of eighteen, lol. I guess that the judge wasn't happy with some of our solutions; next to the ones about the prostitute with aids and the voodoo dolls they wrote mean things like 'Seriously?'. Yeah whatever they were AMAZING solutions and you're just jealous ;).
It was weird, yesterday after I finished writing about Karl, the phone rang and it was him . . . he is good and the wedding was beautiful. My dad wants to get him tickets to come here over the summer, so I'm really excited about that. It's not that I miss him terribly, it's just that I don't know him that well or understand him, which really sucks because he is my brother and I should know him better than I do.
My dad started his new job today, at some company in Monroe. I'm excited for several reasons . . .
1. He gets a company car and I get my own car (which I'll never be able to drive by myself, but still . . . :D)
2. He's not always around to hog the computer and give me lectures
3. The new job means that he can kick out my arch-nemesis, his dumb-ass roomate (April 3rd is his last day here for anyone who would like to know. I know that I'M counting down the days)
Looking forward to the DECA Fashion Show on Wednesday, it should be fun and I can escape Miss Dworkin and my seminar for an hour. It was so disgusting today, people were talking about camping alone in a tent, and somehow the conversation led to having sex in a tent, which led to having sex with wild animals, which led to this guy talking about having sex with a squirrel. I don't know if this is some secret fetish of his or something, squirrels (hot stuff, I know), lol, but he put WAY too much detail into his description of their time together.
Jaa ne!!!
If anyone wants a babysitting job 5:30 - 9:00 on weeknights several times a week and sometimes on weekends, call me for more information! :D |
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