wow. its been FOREVER.
so yeah its been a LONG LONG time since ive updated...or at least two weeks or more.
so yes, we have 10..or 11..or somthing days left of school and im not too sure whether im happy about it or not.
lets recap (in an EPIC way!):
so lets see how far back i can remember...umm..
-last friday was horrible. prolly the wort day of school ever. mr.francis, my usually favorite teacher (for journalism) pissed me off so much i felt like jumping off something really high. i was writing an article about grady owen and 'survivor basement' that he produced, and the previous week at late night, i finished the thing. then a week later, aka a day before deadline for final drafts of articles, he comes up to me and says he needs more quotes. god...i dont even want to write about how mad i later got. anyways..it ended up in the most stressful day of my life and my article not being in the paper. and i was feeling like mundo-shit when i got home and then my mum made me go to this party thing (it was a dedication of a child to the lord, kinda made me a little uncomfortable, but whatever) and i was still feeling quite shitty, but on the way home, my mum stopped at the dollar store for me. it was amazing.
-that saturday, kelsey came over and we FINALLY made hippie sand candles and it was amazing. then we went and vandalized the school with sidewalk chalk all over the side of the raquetball quarts, but they washed it off before anyone could see it monday morining. if sumone would be kind enough to host a picture er whatever, i could post a pic, but it was amazing, and by far the most outgoing thing ive done all year.
-then this wednesday, emmy had a bag of powered sugar. we got a tad messy. but nothing compared to thursday.
-thursday was the best day ever ever ever (well today rocked too), but on thursday, we took the thing to the extreme. gotta love it. so it was mainly between britt and i. we coverd the shit outof each other with that lovely sweet crap. i ended up falling once of twice. on one of them, i actually had a genuine 'roll'. like i actually rolled over after i fell and not on purpose er anything. it was amazing. so powdered sugar was EVERYWHERE and the aid (a nice one who usually trys to help us with our hackey-sack tennis ball losing issues) and she said she'd give us referrals. but she didnt. she sent us to get cleaned up (which was impossible, i looked like i was a ghost er sumthin, my hair was white, my shirt was covered, my belt is still caked) then she told us (specifically jessica, britt, and i) to clean up the stuff on the ground before an 'administrator' came along, or we'd be SOL. woo. so we had a mad community effort of spilling water everywhere and sloshy sticky crap everywhere. it was amazing and was the best thing ive dont all yeat by far.
-then we have today. ha. journalism was amazing. but im not evern going to talk about the boy i like in here, because its 100% useless...i mean, im hopeless, no one cares, no one knows the guy, hes gonna be gone in 2 weeks etc, etc. but he talked to me..(i guess ill obsess a little bit) and that was amazing. i mean, this is crazy, im so hopeless that the slightest thing involving a guy i like turns into a massive deal when its really so insignificant that i shouldnt be talking..but oh well. then he smeared newspaper ink all over my arm and accidentally touched my boob in the doing of so. but it was an accident. doesnt count. ya know, im so pathetically hopeless that id be thrilled if he drugged me an raped me in the back room of the journalism class then skipped off to SCC. woo.
so thats about it i guess. my grades are on the crappy side. all b's, an a, a c. ugh.
hawaii the day after school gets out. god my ipod better be working in time for new mexico (im going to a UU [unitarian universalist) camp in the middle of hick-ass nowhere desert ugh land for 5 days. oh..i guess ill just make this more epic and write down my summer plans:
-may..what 29th?-june 5?...MAUI!!!
-june 6th-june 12? UU camp in NM..woo?
-until june 30th, free time. WOO. b day. FIFTEEN!! YAY!!
-june 30th-july 5th, up at a rented cabin at lakeside with my mum, janet, and brittney (who forgot about this completly. thanks britt)
-july--? free time and possible a trip with ronnie. im keeping july open for him.
i guess thats it. pretty mellow compared to last summer (12-hour-drive, on a plane to cali, back to az, back to cali..ETC.)
oh well: goals for the summer:
-watch way too many movies (i need to have references for future movie reviews for the paper (woo!) next year.
-get a TON of new music.
-play WAY too much guitar.
-find a drummer (???)
-make a video with the new camcorder (IFF 2006, bitches)
-buy a skirt?
-get SOME new clothes.
-maybe, possibly, perhaps, hopefully get a boyfriend??? -OR-
-get raped by agammenon (code name for the guy i like, ha suckers).
-see all of quentin tarantino's movies.
-get to be closer to my friends again.
-color my hair some WHACKO color.
-get a long-lasting tan.
-do something crazy that will still make me laugh when im 40.
that was enlightening.
so yes, we have 10..or 11..or somthing days left of school and im not too sure whether im happy about it or not.
lets recap (in an EPIC way!):
so lets see how far back i can remember...umm..
-last friday was horrible. prolly the wort day of school ever. mr.francis, my usually favorite teacher (for journalism) pissed me off so much i felt like jumping off something really high. i was writing an article about grady owen and 'survivor basement' that he produced, and the previous week at late night, i finished the thing. then a week later, aka a day before deadline for final drafts of articles, he comes up to me and says he needs more quotes. god...i dont even want to write about how mad i later got. anyways..it ended up in the most stressful day of my life and my article not being in the paper. and i was feeling like mundo-shit when i got home and then my mum made me go to this party thing (it was a dedication of a child to the lord, kinda made me a little uncomfortable, but whatever) and i was still feeling quite shitty, but on the way home, my mum stopped at the dollar store for me. it was amazing.
-that saturday, kelsey came over and we FINALLY made hippie sand candles and it was amazing. then we went and vandalized the school with sidewalk chalk all over the side of the raquetball quarts, but they washed it off before anyone could see it monday morining. if sumone would be kind enough to host a picture er whatever, i could post a pic, but it was amazing, and by far the most outgoing thing ive done all year.
-then this wednesday, emmy had a bag of powered sugar. we got a tad messy. but nothing compared to thursday.
-thursday was the best day ever ever ever (well today rocked too), but on thursday, we took the thing to the extreme. gotta love it. so it was mainly between britt and i. we coverd the shit outof each other with that lovely sweet crap. i ended up falling once of twice. on one of them, i actually had a genuine 'roll'. like i actually rolled over after i fell and not on purpose er anything. it was amazing. so powdered sugar was EVERYWHERE and the aid (a nice one who usually trys to help us with our hackey-sack tennis ball losing issues) and she said she'd give us referrals. but she didnt. she sent us to get cleaned up (which was impossible, i looked like i was a ghost er sumthin, my hair was white, my shirt was covered, my belt is still caked) then she told us (specifically jessica, britt, and i) to clean up the stuff on the ground before an 'administrator' came along, or we'd be SOL. woo. so we had a mad community effort of spilling water everywhere and sloshy sticky crap everywhere. it was amazing and was the best thing ive dont all yeat by far.
-then we have today. ha. journalism was amazing. but im not evern going to talk about the boy i like in here, because its 100% useless...i mean, im hopeless, no one cares, no one knows the guy, hes gonna be gone in 2 weeks etc, etc. but he talked to me..(i guess ill obsess a little bit) and that was amazing. i mean, this is crazy, im so hopeless that the slightest thing involving a guy i like turns into a massive deal when its really so insignificant that i shouldnt be talking..but oh well. then he smeared newspaper ink all over my arm and accidentally touched my boob in the doing of so. but it was an accident. doesnt count. ya know, im so pathetically hopeless that id be thrilled if he drugged me an raped me in the back room of the journalism class then skipped off to SCC. woo.
so thats about it i guess. my grades are on the crappy side. all b's, an a, a c. ugh.
hawaii the day after school gets out. god my ipod better be working in time for new mexico (im going to a UU [unitarian universalist) camp in the middle of hick-ass nowhere desert ugh land for 5 days. oh..i guess ill just make this more epic and write down my summer plans:
-may..what 29th?-june 5?...MAUI!!!
-june 6th-june 12? UU camp in NM..woo?
-until june 30th, free time. WOO. b day. FIFTEEN!! YAY!!
-june 30th-july 5th, up at a rented cabin at lakeside with my mum, janet, and brittney (who forgot about this completly. thanks britt)
-july--? free time and possible a trip with ronnie. im keeping july open for him.
i guess thats it. pretty mellow compared to last summer (12-hour-drive, on a plane to cali, back to az, back to cali..ETC.)
oh well: goals for the summer:
-watch way too many movies (i need to have references for future movie reviews for the paper (woo!) next year.
-get a TON of new music.
-play WAY too much guitar.
-find a drummer (???)
-make a video with the new camcorder (IFF 2006, bitches)
-buy a skirt?
-get SOME new clothes.
-maybe, possibly, perhaps, hopefully get a boyfriend??? -OR-
-get raped by agammenon (code name for the guy i like, ha suckers).
-see all of quentin tarantino's movies.
-get to be closer to my friends again.
-color my hair some WHACKO color.
-get a long-lasting tan.
-do something crazy that will still make me laugh when im 40.
that was enlightening.