My wonderful life!

[castlejune]

First of all, I had not an inkling (that word always makes me think of a baby octopus, a cute one who makes inky dribbles on the carpet, so that you are saying awwwww, but are really rather vexed at the new stains. A pet baby octopus would be cool. I kinda want one now. But what would I do with it? It would grow up to be a less cute inkmonster, and then it wouldn't fit into the kitchen sink. Maybe I could give it growth retardants, so it wouldn't stop being cute and portable) that the day would be so great because I only got four hours of sleep. This was because I was John Winthroping in the morning, and I had to come up with a good speech which would show the court that Anne Hutchinson is the antichrist, and such. Actually, I had my lackeys call her the antichrist while I was the model of moderation and courtesy. It is good to be the governor. Anywhat, four hours of sleep was followed by an hour of Educational Psych. i wish it was Educational Psychic, that would be more fun. Suffice it to say that although the teacher is a nice person, it is an annoying class to attend at 9am. Then, an hour to prepare for my Winthrop speech-making. It went really well; we showed those Anne Hutchinsonians to be the rabble-rousing familists that they are. Then I had Imperial Germany class, which, I must say, is the BEST CLASS EVER. This is mostly because the teacher keeps sighing lovingly over "Gymnast father Jahn" who, I kid nor pull your leggings not, founded nationalist gymnasiums in 1800s so that young men could "tumble for the nation" and wrestle in a most manly way. I love gymnast father Jahn. Nobody ever wants to leave her classroom. Seriously, we all willingly stayed after for two whole minutes today before we pointed out the time, and that was mostly because other teachers were prying us away from Gymnast father Jahn's passionate tumbling because those reactionaries wanted the room. Very un-German of them. Obviously they were Poles, or Jews, or women trying to sneak into our Tumbling Boy's Club, or perhaps Fredrick William IV. Dastard, holding back the German Nation like that. But we will prevail! We will unite Germany with...tumbling! Then I watched Fairly Oddparents, took a nap, went to the mall and bought THE ZOMBIE SURVIVAL GUIDE! It was on sale at Borders, and I really had to. No real choice in the matter. Now I will be prepared for the filthy zombie hordes that are bound to attack any day now. I also bought CHOCOLATE! the yummy tummy ensued. Then it was back to the apartment for something that I have been looking forward to for days and days and months and months...yes, that is right, Avatar! Avatar is back! And I love it! And the first episode of the third season was everything I wanted it to be, and more! Much love and excitement splashing around. Then I got to share an episode of Excel Saga to youngsters lacking in its beauty. And now I'm listening to a cd a friend of mine made and I discovered that it includes songs I've always loved but never owned! Like: What's UP, Dreams, and Runaway Train! Hooray for Delicious Alternative Rock from 1993! And now I shall read and go to bed, fully satisfied with my excursions and activities. Plus I have no homework for Monday! Huzzah! And, I discovered a website that will allow me to watch Tiny Toons again! Double Huzzah! AND, in anime club this year we are watching Death Note and Jubei Chan 2, both shows well worth the three hours a week. Triple Huzzah!

May all you peeps who peep at this journal know the internal satisfaction that reside in my heart at this moment.

And Doctor Who rocks out loud. In a crowd. its glory you can't shroud.