Oh so broken...
... is my tooth! You see, around 3rd grade, I broke my front tooth/teeth (I honestly don't remember) playing volleyball or something, and I had them... covered with filler junk. On Tuesday, I was eating some fancy, hard-crust bread and it chipped my tooth! (either took off some of the cover or broke off an already cracked section)... so yeah, there's a hole in one of my front teeth... luckily, it's on the tip and doesn't hurt all that much (although it's extremely temperature sensitive and makes it hard to eat and breath and sleep and ect) so yeah, my appetite was horrible after that...
other things that broke:
-my blue sun-glasses that I've had for ages... I am now sun-glass-less *sad sigh* need blue sunglasses!!!!
-my noodles... I got chicken soup... the noodles tasted like soggy bread and had cracks in them... ew.
-the car, almost: I blacked out or fell asleep or blanked or something for about ten seconds, all I know is I that one moment I'm driving along, and the next I almost hit an orange construction sign and am completely out of my lane... that was freaky... I still don't get it.
-my steering wheel... well, it didn't break, it's just dissintigrating actually, onto my hands... ew...
-my dad's bird... it died... after ages of being neurotic and then weeks of being sick... I'm glad it died, I don't think it's life was very good, it was neglected a lot...
so yeah, day full of breaking, tuesday was. (em... yoda influence)
I went to Princeton, saw the place, got to sit in the room that once held the First Contenental Congress (did you just gasp? I did! My history teacher will be proud of me) and almost poked one of the most accurate paintings of President Washington... almost... I also witnessed a little of the Princeton-Yale-Harvard feud... I'm pretty sure they think they are the only Ivy-League members... it's kinda cute that Princeton seems to pretty much own the town under the same name.
Anyway, this is what I've decided on so far, college wise: go to UPenn for the regular 4-year college deal, apply to princeton just in case, make essays very "interesting" (they said they look for individuality, well, as a Russian-utahn-church(unitarian)-going-pagan-goth who would give up everything to be a bird, I'm pretty sure they haven't had one of "me" yet), it might just get me in. Anyway, then, four years later, I hope they forget about my first attempt because I'm gonna try to get in there for graduate study because they have an architecture school, and I think they are the only ivy-league college with one. Upon acceptance, I will join the belly dancers club they have and promptly start organizing extremely flashy pagan rituals every time I have an excuse because I don't think Princeton, New Jersey knows we exist... and then I might just be able to make some friends, or a lot of enemies, either way, it should be a whole hell of fun. Though, they did have a tarot reader just off campus, maybe there is some pagan presence...
So... since I got back, I had what might have been my first non-shy, semi-intelligent (he's only 3 years old) conversation with my baby brother... it was adorable... I feel bad that I only get to see him so rarely. I also kinda feel bad for Alex (my step brother), because I think he doesn't get any attention know that his little brother is around. Oh well, maybe he does...
And today... not much has happened... well, I did witness my uncle Victor badger a dentist into giving me an appointment tomorrow, even though it seems like he is very busy. According to my dad, my uncle is very good at badgering people and dad's even half-surprized we get along so well.
So, yeah, my tooth should be fixed tomorrow, which is good, because it's giving me a stomache ache and my lip is starting to get torn up on the inside by the ragged edge.
I'm starting to realize that I leave in just over a week... I had some things I was planning that I didn't get to do... like go to Kings Dominion or go over to Aspen's house again to watch movies with her and her mom, or write that book I wanted to (but don't really anymore), but I think it's good, this is the last time I get to just sleep in and rest for months, possibly years, if I can help it, and I might not spend another summer unemployed until I retire (hopefully), so here's to my last bits of being a minor and my last days of days full of nothing to do and not all that much to put off until tomorrow, to not having to take showers except every 2 or 3 or 4 days and being an absolute slob. I want to get lazzyness and stupidity out of my system so I can survive being a high-matnence geniouse for the rest of my life. A few more days, and I'll be back in my prestine world. I few more weeks, and I'll be 18 and mom's threats of kicking me out of the house unless I behave will start to have new meaning, and few more months, and then work, college, resposability... I feel like I'm being all... no, because I can't remember the word for it. It's hard to believe this is the same person who got a 5 on the two AP exams she's taken...
well, I have to go take that shower before I crash on a couch while reading TIME magazine (mostly just because I don't get to watch news here), trying to get the voices in my head to shut up about all the things I "should" have done. I should have, maybe, but I didn't, so whatever.
PS: my grandmother will be in utah for my birthday! I hope we won't be at eachother's throats yet then... I wander what I'm going to do for my 18th birthday party... Tyson's gonna take me to a club, but I have to do something (a cake isn't going to cut it this year) with my younger friends... I'm not even completely sure who my friends are at school... meh, I'm fine with that. As long as I have a couple really good friends, I don't need much else.
other things that broke:
-my blue sun-glasses that I've had for ages... I am now sun-glass-less *sad sigh* need blue sunglasses!!!!
-my noodles... I got chicken soup... the noodles tasted like soggy bread and had cracks in them... ew.
-the car, almost: I blacked out or fell asleep or blanked or something for about ten seconds, all I know is I that one moment I'm driving along, and the next I almost hit an orange construction sign and am completely out of my lane... that was freaky... I still don't get it.
-my steering wheel... well, it didn't break, it's just dissintigrating actually, onto my hands... ew...
-my dad's bird... it died... after ages of being neurotic and then weeks of being sick... I'm glad it died, I don't think it's life was very good, it was neglected a lot...
so yeah, day full of breaking, tuesday was. (em... yoda influence)
I went to Princeton, saw the place, got to sit in the room that once held the First Contenental Congress (did you just gasp? I did! My history teacher will be proud of me) and almost poked one of the most accurate paintings of President Washington... almost... I also witnessed a little of the Princeton-Yale-Harvard feud... I'm pretty sure they think they are the only Ivy-League members... it's kinda cute that Princeton seems to pretty much own the town under the same name.
Anyway, this is what I've decided on so far, college wise: go to UPenn for the regular 4-year college deal, apply to princeton just in case, make essays very "interesting" (they said they look for individuality, well, as a Russian-utahn-church(unitarian)-going-pagan-goth who would give up everything to be a bird, I'm pretty sure they haven't had one of "me" yet), it might just get me in. Anyway, then, four years later, I hope they forget about my first attempt because I'm gonna try to get in there for graduate study because they have an architecture school, and I think they are the only ivy-league college with one. Upon acceptance, I will join the belly dancers club they have and promptly start organizing extremely flashy pagan rituals every time I have an excuse because I don't think Princeton, New Jersey knows we exist... and then I might just be able to make some friends, or a lot of enemies, either way, it should be a whole hell of fun. Though, they did have a tarot reader just off campus, maybe there is some pagan presence...
So... since I got back, I had what might have been my first non-shy, semi-intelligent (he's only 3 years old) conversation with my baby brother... it was adorable... I feel bad that I only get to see him so rarely. I also kinda feel bad for Alex (my step brother), because I think he doesn't get any attention know that his little brother is around. Oh well, maybe he does...
And today... not much has happened... well, I did witness my uncle Victor badger a dentist into giving me an appointment tomorrow, even though it seems like he is very busy. According to my dad, my uncle is very good at badgering people and dad's even half-surprized we get along so well.
So, yeah, my tooth should be fixed tomorrow, which is good, because it's giving me a stomache ache and my lip is starting to get torn up on the inside by the ragged edge.
I'm starting to realize that I leave in just over a week... I had some things I was planning that I didn't get to do... like go to Kings Dominion or go over to Aspen's house again to watch movies with her and her mom, or write that book I wanted to (but don't really anymore), but I think it's good, this is the last time I get to just sleep in and rest for months, possibly years, if I can help it, and I might not spend another summer unemployed until I retire (hopefully), so here's to my last bits of being a minor and my last days of days full of nothing to do and not all that much to put off until tomorrow, to not having to take showers except every 2 or 3 or 4 days and being an absolute slob. I want to get lazzyness and stupidity out of my system so I can survive being a high-matnence geniouse for the rest of my life. A few more days, and I'll be back in my prestine world. I few more weeks, and I'll be 18 and mom's threats of kicking me out of the house unless I behave will start to have new meaning, and few more months, and then work, college, resposability... I feel like I'm being all... no, because I can't remember the word for it. It's hard to believe this is the same person who got a 5 on the two AP exams she's taken...
well, I have to go take that shower before I crash on a couch while reading TIME magazine (mostly just because I don't get to watch news here), trying to get the voices in my head to shut up about all the things I "should" have done. I should have, maybe, but I didn't, so whatever.
PS: my grandmother will be in utah for my birthday! I hope we won't be at eachother's throats yet then... I wander what I'm going to do for my 18th birthday party... Tyson's gonna take me to a club, but I have to do something (a cake isn't going to cut it this year) with my younger friends... I'm not even completely sure who my friends are at school... meh, I'm fine with that. As long as I have a couple really good friends, I don't need much else.