AIM?

I know I keep posting way too much but I was wondering...

anyone use AIM? If yes, want to give me your screenname? We could talk and stuff.

:D

Maggie showed me today that you can get onto this website from the school computers. Most blogging/"social networking" sites are blocked for various reasons, but somehow this one has fallen through the cracks. Teeheehee. :3

Prom is tomorrow! Huzzah!

Related (to the huzzah): I changed my language on Facebook from English to PIRATE ENGLISH! :D It's super fun but I've managed to get lost a couple of times. It still makes me happy, though. Super funtimes, yo.

I discovered a couple of days ago that I can make my phone make this funny noise when I open and close it. I've been showing it off to everyone.

Have I mentioned that prom is tomorrow? :D I should probably charge my camera and paint my nails and shave my legs and make sure I know how I'm doing my hair and that I know where my nylons and my black Converse are. BUT BESIDES THAT, NBD.

I think maybe I'll play Sims tonight. Not sure. I haven't played in a week or so. Booh! I should maybe hop onto Fiesta (mmorpg that I used to play obsessively but it's starting to fizzle out of my life again) to make sure everyone knows I'm not dead. *sigh* I feel bad that I don't play too often anymore. It's fun, but not when you're too high of a level to be able to level up in less than 2 days of relaxed playing. =/
*end nerdrant*

OMGEEZ MAGGIE'S 18th BIRTHDAY IS ON SUNDAY! We're celebrating over lunch tomorrow (and maybe partying later on? Maggie- you should do something big! If you want, of course. Heehee)! So that should be fun. I got her a couple of things that I hope she will like. ;]

Oh and after lunch, I dunno if I've said this already, but I'll be getting ready and then going to prom! Wootsauce.

Tomorrow is a halfday, which means that we'll have 30 minute classes. It's gonna be super hectic, though. I have to disect a crayfish in bio! :[ Not that I mind the disection, just the time limit. And then I'm guessing test correction crap in Trig, and then in English we have a test thing, and after those I think I am home free. Computer Apps, French and Study Hall are generally stress-free periods. :]

So yeah. Crazytime, then birthday celebrations for Maggie, then prom! Lots of stuff happening but it'll be funfunfun. I'm so excited!

That's all for now.

♥

I feel like my blog needs to be prettier. Originally, I picked the layout because it had a star on it that reminded me of Converse shoes. No joke.

But now, I see all these pretty blogs and I want mine to be pretty! I feel so selfish.

Someone want to help me figure out how to make my blog prettier? :3

I think I would like this picture up, nice and big, somewhere:



Doesn't it just make you smile and put little warm fuzzies in your heart?

I was having a bad day, maybe a year or two ago... and I talked to my friend about it. She told me I needed one of those things ^ and so I looked at the picture in the link and it cheered me up. I have no idea where she finds this stuff, but it's one of the reasons I love her so much.

So yeah. Someone help me? (Probably I'll not want to wait and just look on Google for how to do it, but we shall see...)

I have to do some English homework, but it can wait.

I think I want to take a nap? Maybe? Or watch a movie or two. Or maybe none of that. I think I'm hanging out with the boyfriend tonight, so that should be fun. :) I miss him. I haven't seen him since... Sunday. (I know it doesn't seem like that long, but I am spoiled and normally get to see him like every other day-ish, so yeah.)

I've got the worst case of the yawns today. Geesh. Perhaps it's because I'm starting to become exhausted again.

School+college planning+getting hour-long phonecalls at about 1 or 2am on a regular basis = Sleepy Norah.

Aaaaanyway...I should probably figure out how I'm doing to do my hair for prom, since it's in two days(!) and such. It's short, so I believe I will just do a poof with my bangs and then flip out the sides. (Boys, if you don't know what a poof/pouf is, Google has a great deal of images that could show you.) I have these bobby pins with black flowers on them and my mom tied pink ribbon on them (to match the pink sash in the middle of my dress), so I'm trying to figure out what to do with them. I think I might only use one. Maybe I should go try that out like... now.

Hum. I guess that's all I've got to write for the moment.

Oh wait, one more thing.

Have you ever had one of those days when you feel like you're not really looking at anything? Like, you walk down a hallway and there are all these people and things around, and sometimes the people day hi, but you're just kind of walking along in your own head, not really paying attention but still managing not to run anyone over...? I had one of those days today.

Hello, crazy train.

Care to spare a seat for me?

I feel like you should be my bestest pal and it's freaking me out, quite frankly.
WHY DID I NOT KNOW YOU SOONER?
I get the new-friend butterflies from our conversations. Know the feeling? It's crazy-cool.
I kind of just want to give you a high five right now.
Or we could just bake a cake together. That would be cool, too.


It's funny how this applies to multiple people.

DO YOU FEEL LIKE YOU ARE ONE OF THEM?

Well if you feel like you are one of them, then you're probably one of them.

I have the greatest biology teacher EVER. Seriously. I am NOT a science-y person, but I like going to bio just because my teacher is psychotic but in a fun way. He has this red chair, and when he pulls it up in front of his desk that he teaches behind, we all know one thing: it's story time. And I don't mean biology-related stories. For the most part, he just tells us random stories whenever there's a little extra time in class (or sometimes when we just need a little pick-me/us-up). So today, he pulled up the story chair, and started talking about how he used to go to his grandparents' farm when he was a kid and how they'd let him feed the chickens with...

CERN CORNELS.

I started cracking up when I heard him say that. He then proceeded to go,

"Cern? CERN?!?!" and then started to laugh... if you knew him, you'd understand why the laugh is a huge part of the story. When anyone hears my bio teacher laugh, they automatically know that it's him. Do you know anyone like that, people you know are around just because of their laugh? If I could possibly put my bio teacher's laugh into type, it would look something like this...

aaaaaAAAAAA HA HA HA *wheeze* HA ha haaaa.....


I can't even begin to explain to you how hilarious it is.

What else? What else? Oh oh, prom is on Friday! Woot!

I managed to cut my ring finger on my right hand with ... wait for it... a HAIRCLIP today.

Today is my middle sister's birthday. (I have three older sisters. She's the middle of the three. Get it? haha.)

It's also my Grandma's birthday. She died a few years ago. I can't remember much about her, but the stories are wonderful. She was really beautiful when she was young. My youngest (but still older) sister looks a lot like her, I think. Evidently, my Grandma spoke French. I didn't know that until my mom told me today. I like knowing it, though. Makes me feel like we had more of a connection that I'd originally thought.

Ummm... I don't know if there is anything else worthwhile to say here. I might post again later if I think of something. We shall see. ♥

OMG ALL THE BLOGS I READ ARE INTERCONNECTED!

>_<

Basically.





Also, some new things have happened in my life this weekend. Nothing you should worry your pretty little head over, though. Just new. :] And that is all.

edit: p.s. Thanks to Allan, I fixed my comments so that if there is only 1 comment, it will read as "1 word of wisdom" instead of "1 words of wisdom." It just makes more sense that way. Allan, I hope you are not mad that I stole your idea. Imitation is the finest form of flattery, right? (I really like that f f f alliteration, there.)

Word Verification Word Of the Day! (I know I haven't done this in a while).

pebrain

(Speaks for itself, doesn't it?)

I'm going to see 17 Again with my friends in like 20 minutes. Not my first choice in a movie, but I'm going with them and they want to see it and I have 1 friend that liked it so... hopefully it will be fun. When it comes to movies, it doesn't matter what we are watching, as long as we're together. We're just like that. Movies are sort of our "thing." Well... that and Pristine Grapes.

You haven't lived until you've eaten a Pristine Grape. We were having grape-asms, I swear. They are so so so wonderful. Too bad they're kind of hard to find.

Anywho, it's been raining all day (and weekend), so I've decided to wear a nice, bright, orange sweater today to make the world a little less gray. I like doing things like that.

Gotta finish getting ready to go! Peace out, kids.

Would it be crazy of me to say that I feel like you're my kindred spirit?

My dear friend Maggie nominated me for a Splash award!

Here are the rules:

1) Put the logo on your blog/post.

2) Nominate up to 9 blogs which allure, amuse, bewitch, impress or inspire you.

3) Be sure to link your nominees within your post.

4) Let them know that they have been splashed by commenting on their blog.

5) Remember to link to the person from whom you received your Splash award.

6) Have F~U~N

*heartsandlove*
(I would nominate A Collection of Photos but it looks like Maggie got to it before me! lol.)
Feel Good Funniez
Laughing Under the Sun
sans séjourné
The (W)riting Room
Things That I Hate
X amount of words
Zymurgy

So there you have it, my nominees! Thanks, Maggie!

Hello, world.

It's 1:30pm and I've done absolutely nothing productive today!

It would be nice if there was food in the house. Generally, I need to eat in order to get myself motivated to do other things. I hungryyyy. (I'll probably end up making some rice soon, since I think we do have that.)

The boyfriend and I had a long discussion last night regarding faith and science, evolution and creation/intelligent design. Evidently, he thought that I believed in evolution (in the sense that we came from a common ancestor that also evolved into apes, and stuff like that). I don't know WHY he though that, considering he's known since day one that I'm a Christian. He told me he finds the idea of creationism ridiculous and he thought I was "too smart" to believe in it, or something like that. His idea of someone who believes in creation is his father's girlfriend's "crazy sister" who apparently is not terribly intelligent and homeschools her children to become socially and intellectually inept. He didn't want to talk about it because he didn't "want anything to come between us." I told him that nothing like that could possibly come between us. We should be able to talk about anything. That's the whole idea of a loving, honest relationship.

The thing that actually hurt me was that he told me he lost a little respect for me when he found out that I believe in creation. He thinks that I've been brainwashed my entire life. I told him about how I didn't really grow up in a Christian home, I haven't been going to church for many years now, and also there were those years in public school when, even though I was surrounded by all sorts of bad stuff, and didn't go to church and never heard anything about faith or God during those years, I still didn't stop believing because there's something in me that knows it's right. (Sorry if you are finding this offensive by now, I'm just writing what I said to him.) I also told him that while he thinks I've been brainwashed, I think the same of him. His father isn't just a non-believer, he's anti-faith in general. He was raised Catholic and hates the church, specifically the PEOPLE in it, and he's taken the liberty to impart that "knowledge" upon his son, who now feels basically the same way.

What bothers me is that so many people think that the faith and the people who believe in it ARE THE SAME THING. They aren't. If someone who thought that Christianity was bad because it made people so judgmental or whatever actually read the Bible, they'd see that it really is THE PEOPLE and not THE FAITH. I can't seem to make that point enough. Nowhere in the Bible does it say "You should hate people who are different" or "Non-believers are evil and you should look down upon them." In fact, there's even a verse that goes like this: And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.(Corinthians 13:13) LOVE, not hate or judgment or criticism, is the most important, fundamental doctrine of the Christian faith. Some people who call themselves "Christians" just can't seem to grasp that. They think that they need to convert everyone, and that all who refuse to believe are horrible, terrible people. No, I'm not saying that trying to teach someone about Christ is wrong, but if they're not gonna listen, don't try to force it on them. It will only make them want to listen less.

On top of that "loss of respect," the boyfriend told me that he knew he couldn't convince me, but if he could, then he would. I asked him why and he said because what I believe in is "wrong." He meant wrong like incorrect, but also morally wrong. I told him that if someone took away my faith, I would be hopeless. From that, he thought that I meant that all people without faith are hopeless in the sense that they're useless and going nowhere in life, but I explained to him that I meant that I, personally, would have no hope in life. I wouldn't be able to live thinking that I was just gonna die and that would be it. I'm the kind of person who needs to know that there's some reason why they're in the world. I've got a purpose, even if I don't yet know what it is. I know that isn't how it is for everyone, but that's how it is for me. I would go nuts if I thought that life just happened and then ended, and that's that.

That's the closest we've ever been to being in an actual argument. (It wasn't even that close, he just didn't want to talk about it because I guess he wanted to just be ignorant of my "foolishness." Not his exact words, but the same idea.)

This morning, he called me right after waking up. He said that he was sorry and that he still respects me, even if he disagrees with what I believe in. He told me that he doesn't ever want anything to come between us because he loves me and that's all we really need. I sure hope so. I know things are going to be tough between us, but I'm entirely unwilling to let him go.

I still stand by my belief that everything happens for a reason. I met the boyfriend at a concert, with him randomly walking up to me. We just so happened to get along perfectly and I knew pretty much immediately that we were basically made for each other. There's no way God would have let that "coincidence" happen unless there's some reason behind it. I guess I'll have to wait and see what that reason is.

Sorry if this post was super boring for you guys. I just had to get that out. It was just so frustrating, especially since it was 1am and the boyfriend was falling asleep toward the end of it, when I wanted to keep talking it out. I sincerely hope that no matter what you believe in, no matter how stupid or crazy or ridiculous you think everyone else's ideals are, you're willing to listen and talk to them about it and not judge them because everyone is different and everyone believes in what they believe for different reasons. I also sincerely hope that if you want to talk about anything, be it this topic or anything in life, you're comfortable talking to me about it. I don't want to be thrown in with people's general ideas of what Christians are like just because I am one. And, if you don't want to talk to me (and that's fine), I sincerely hope that you do have someone that you can talk to about anything.

Hope you all are having good days.

♥

I started my 100% in French blog. My first post is a few sentences long, haha. They're probably not all right, but I'm working on it.

Also, I got invited to be in the SHF (Société Honoraire Français = National French Honors Society) today!! I already filled out my application. Pretty much guaranteed in, though, since

1) I meet all the requirements.
2) I'll be a senior.
3) Madame loves me.

My school is having a coffee house tonight and I'm reading poems at the 9pm slot. I have one in English and 2 French haikus (which... omg, DIFFICULT!). The French ones go like this.

Les crêpes, les gaufres.
Je les aime beaucoup, vraiment!
Ils sont très très bon!

I wrote this haiku too, but I don't like it quite as much. It makes less sense... but still, here it is.

Les nuages crient,
"Vous regardez, tout le monde!"
Maintenant, il pleut.

I'm not gonna translate them. Look them up if you want. This is a great resource for translations. It doesn't work 100% of the time, but you can get the general idea of stuff.

So yeah. That is my life as of now. Poems and coffee and the French language. I have to say, it's a lovely combination. I think I might start a blog to be written only in French, just for practice. I'm a dork, but it's a wonderful language AND linguistics is what I want to go into in college, so it's not that weird for me.

How are you all doing? I feel like I'm doing all this talking and not a lot of listening.
(Ok ok by that I mean a lot of writing and not a lot of reading, but same diff.)

YOU SHOULD CHECK THIS PAGE OUT! :] I think you might like it.



Today was a good day at school. I played with Macs in Computer Apps, and am making a new friend because of it! I love making new friends. You have no idea.
I also attempted to translate a poem I wrote into French... we'll see how well that works out. It kind of makes sense, but I need to ask a French teacher tomorrow to double-check everything.

I think I'm hanging out with the boyfriend tonight, so yeaaaah. :D Not a whole lot else to say atm.

♥

just for me

This is a post that is purely for me. It's just a bunch of nice things people say to me, so that I can look back and go, "hey, there are some really cool people out there." I wanted to save it somewhere other than my own computer in case I, for some reason, lose all my documents on my computer. I think I will save it as a draft so that no one else can see it except me.

"I love you" - Grandpa

"By me clicking this and looking at a dress, ie fashion stuff, you better know that this means that I really like you." - Patrick (regarding me sending him a link to the picture of my prom dress to reassure myself that Zac wouldn't hate it.)

"Wow... I really like this one. Like a lot. You should pursue this." - Guy on PostSecret who liked a poem I posted.

"I will certainly write to an awesome and special person. :)
Love,
a friend from PSC" -an anonymous person on my Greetinger

More up on the art blog.
Yay for things that I did NOT write for English class!! :D

60!

This is my 60th post! Joy! Already I've hit the number of posts that should have taken me two whole months to write (nearly).

To celebrate, I will tell you a little something.

You are awesome.
You are beautiful.
You mean something to someone (maybe me, maybe others, probably more).
You are an individual.
You are capable of doing whatever you want, so long as you try hard and believe in yourself.
You can make an impact on the world, whether it's just one one person's life, or millions of lives.
You are interesting.
You are special.

Aaaaand that's enough of that because I'm starting to feel a little too sappy.

I will be going back to school in 2 and a half hours for the France trip meeting. Woooo.
The boyfriend started his new job yesterday. So far, he likes it. He works at Oberweis, if I haven't mentioned that in a previous post. He has work again today, but I get to see him tomorrow! Yay! :)

I need to get some long, black gloves to go with my prom/banquet dress. I've ALWAYS wanted to wear long gloves. (Yeah, I'm kind of a dork like that.)

I really would also like to go shoe shopping sometime soon. (Like that alliteration?)

That's all I have to say.

♥

I just felt like saying this.

I love cosplaying.

My English teacher wants me to read something at the coffee house on Friday. I'm either gonna write something new or read something I've already written. I get extra credit! Yay!

I think I get extra credit for doing something in French, too, since it's the Paris-themed coffee house this time. My idea is that I might write something in English and then translate it into French and read both. haha. Best of both worlds, right? I started writing one today in study hall about rain... we'll see how that turns out. It would be weather-appropriate.

I'm getting really excited about prom, not gonna lie.

OMG I WANT TO SEE THE DRAGONBALL MOVIE!

That's all.

Good morning, world

I'm thinking maybe I should start giving titles to my posts. We'll see how that works out.

I think I want to try to play PaRappa this morning before school. Don't really have enough time. Maybe one song.

Have a good day. Maybe I'll post more later.

♥

New post in the art blog. Look if you want. it's another poem. I've been posting them every time I finish one for English.

My friend Maggie posted this in her blog, so I've taken the liberty of snagging it and posting it here. I'm not an avid reader like she is, but hopefully I've still read a few of these on the list. :) Anyway, here goes.



According to the BBC, the average number of books read out of this list of 100 books is 6...how sad is that!? Look through it and mark which ones you've read--hopefully its more than 6!

(to make your own just copy, paste and add an "x" to the books you've read)

1 Pride and Prejudice - Jane Austen ( )

2 The Lord of the Rings - JRR Tolkien ( )

3 Jane Eyre - Charlotte Bronte ( )

4 Harry Potter series - JK Rowling ( gonna start it soon!)

5 To Kill a Mockingbird - Harper Lee (x)

6 The Bible - (x not in order, lol)

7 Wuthering Heights - Emily Bronte ( )

8 Nineteen Eighty Four - George Orwell (x)

9 His Dark Materials - Philip Pullman ( )

10 Great Expectations - Charles Dickens (x)

11 Little Women - Louisa M Alcott ( )

12 Tess of the D’Urbervilles - Thomas Hardy ( )

13 Catch 22 - Joseph Heller ( )

14 Complete Works of Shakespeare (I've read I think 5 of them)

15 Rebecca - Daphne Du Maurier ( )

16 The Hobbit - JRR Tolkien ( )

17 Birdsong - Sebastian Faulk ( )

18 Catcher in the Rye - JD Salinger ( )

19 The Time Traveler’s Wife - Audrey Niffenegger ( )

20 Middlemarch - George Eliot ( )

21 Gone With The Wind - Margaret Mitchell ( )

22 The Great Gatsby - F Scott Fitzgerald (x)

23 Bleak House - Charles Dickens ( )

24 War and Peace - Leo Tolstoy ( )

25 The Hitch Hiker’s Guide to the Galaxy - Douglas Adams ( )

26 Brideshead Revisited - Evelyn Waugh ( )

27 Crime and Punishment - Fyodor Dostoyevsky ()

28 Grapes of Wrath - John Steinbeck ( )

29 Alice in Wonderland - Lewis Carroll ( )

30 The Wind in the Willows - Kenneth Grahame ( )

31 Anna Karenina - Leo Tolstoy ( )

32 David Copperfield - Charles Dickens ( )

33 Chronicles of Narnia - CS Lewis (x)

34 Emma - Jane Austen ( )

35 Persuasion - Jane Austen ( )

36 The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe - CS Lewis (x)

37 The Kite Runner - Khaled Hosseini ( )

38 Captain Corelli’s Mandolin - Louis De Bernieres ( )

39 Memoirs of a Geisha - Arthur Golden ( )

40 Winnie the Pooh - AA Milne (x)

41 Animal Farm - George Orwell ( )

42 The Da Vinci Code - Dan Brown ( )

43 One Hundred Years of Solitude - Gabriel Garcia Marquez ( )

44 A Prayer for Owen Meaney - John Irving ( )

45 The Woman in White - Wilkie Collins ( )

46 Anne of Green Gables - LM Montgomery ( )

47 Far From The Madding Crowd - Thomas Hardy ( )

48 The Handmaid’s Tale - Margaret Atwood ( )

49 Lord of the Flies - William Golding (x)

50 Atonement - Ian McEwan ( )

51 Life of Pi - Yann Martel ( )

52 Dune - Frank Herbert ( )

53 Cold Comfort Farm - Stella Gibbons ( )

54 Sense and Sensibility - Jane Austen ( )

55 A Suitable Boy - Vikram Seth ( )

56 The Shadow of the Wind - Carlos Ruiz Zafon ( )

57 A Tale Of Two Cities - Charles Dickens ( )

58 Brave New World - Aldous Huxley ( )

59 The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night - Mark Haddon (about 1/2... I should try again )

60 Love In The Time Of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez ( )

61 Of Mice and Men - John Steinbeck ( )

62 Lolita - Vladimir Nabokov ( )

63 The Secret History - Donna Tartt ( )

64 The Lovely Bones - Alice Sebold ( )

65 Count of Monte Cristo - Alexandre Dumas ( )

66 On The Road - Jack Kerouac ( )

67 Jude the Obscure - Thomas Hardy ( )

68 Bridget Jones’s Diary - Helen Fielding (wow, didn't know this was a book...)

69 Midnight’s Children - Salman Rushdie ( )

70 Moby Dick - Herman Melville ( )

71 Oliver Twist - Charles Dickens ( )

72 Dracula - Bram Stoker ( )

73 The Secret Garden - Frances Hodgson Burnett (x)

74 Notes From A Small Island - Bill Bryson ( )

75 Ulysses - James Joyce ( )

76 The Inferno - Dante ( )

77 Swallows and Amazons - Arthur Ransome ( )

78 Germinal - Emile Zola ( )

79 Vanity Fair - William Makepeace Thackeray ( )

80 Possession - AS Byatt ( )

81 A Christmas Carol - Charles Dickens (x but abridged, I think)

82 Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell ( )

83 The Color Purple - Alice Walker ( )

84 The Remains of the Day - Kazuo Ishiguro ( )

85 Madame Bovary - Gustave Flaubert ( )

86 A Fine Balance - Rohinton Mistry ( )

87 Charlotte’s Web - EB White (x)

88 The Five People You Meet In Heaven - Mitch Albom ( )

89 Adventures of Sherlock Holmes - Sir Arthur Conan Doyle ( )

90 The Faraway Tree Collection - Enid Blyton ( )

91 Heart of Darkness - Joseph Conrad ( )

92 The Little Prince - Antoine De Saint-Exupery (x in English, hopefully soon in French)

93 The Wasp Factory - Iain Banks ( )

94 Watership Down - Richard Adams ( )

95 A Confederacy of Dunces - John Kennedy Toole ( )

96 A Town Like Alice - Nevil Shute ( )

97 The Three Musketeers - Alexandre Dumas ( )

98 Hamlet - William Shakespeare ( )

99 Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Roald Dahl (x)

100 Les Miserables - Victor Hugo (next year in French!)

so that's 14/100, more than twice the average but still not a whole lot. A few of these I actually want to read, but some of them just sound like... well, poop.

Anywho, that's all you'll hear from me today, I promise! Peace out, homies.

:) The boyfriend's shift on prom night is covered, so I am officially for really reals going to prom this year. Pretty dern excited.

I should probably write a poem for English, since that's my assignment for tomorrow. I always put off this stuff until the last minute.

I'm thinking maybe this weird spurt of depression is over for now. Hopefully. Today was really really really good. I went to a record store with my daddy and boyfriend, and then to a sporting good store, and then came back to my house to play Halo (the first one! we're trying to beat it, since I've never done so because I've never had an xbox/xbox 360). Then, we got some dinner, and then after eating we went back to Halo. What nerds, right? Haha. I guess it's nice that I've manged to find someone as nerdy as I am without being socially screwed over or hard to look at. (Yeah, ok, so I can be shallow sometimes.)

He just left, after we had a nice snuggle in the rain. I remembered how much I love rain. Summer is that much better due to the fact that there is so much rain. I like to leave my window open every night possible during the summer, and the best nights are when it's warm and rainy, so it feels good and smells good. (Evidently, the smell of "rain" is actually the smell of worms, so I guess I love the way worms smell.) Summer is a time when every time problem in the world melts away in the hot sun or is washed away by the pouring rain. It's perfect. I couldn't be more excited.

By the way, I have to add that (aside from live recordings and acoustic re-recordings) I now have every John Mayer album! Granted, there are less than five of them, but still. I feel pretty accomplished, since I LOVE John Mayer and all. (Shutup.) I'm currently listening to my newly bought copy of "Room for Squares." My second choice in the male population to my own boyfriend would be John Mayer (oh yeah, I could TOTALLY be with him, aside from the whole him-being-twice-my-age thing, and that whole I-have-not-met-him thing and such).

I think that's enough for today. I love you!

The boyfriend *might* not be able to get off of work on prom night... after he's already bought tickets AND I've already bought a dress. :[ Not to mention the fact that I really want to go... bleh.

To make matters worse, I think I'm going into some weird state of depression again. I just can't be happy and stay that way for very long. Not that much is happening. Maybe I'm just literally bored to tears. I don't even know.

I've got my first sunburn of the year. Woot. Walked around DT Wheaties (I don't expect you to know what that means unless you are one of my local friends) yesterday and then today I did some yardwork and I wore a tube top so as to not get weird tan lines for ... well. there it is again, prom. I can't escape.

I feel like complete and total crap. I don't even know what's wrong. I got pissed off at my mom today because she was laughing at the fact that I'm not very good at 3-point turns. I mean, she's my MOTHER. She's not supposed to laugh at me and make fun of me. It's not right. Instead of going to another neighborhood to work more on them (instead of just mine and the neighbor's driveways), I just went inside the house, into my room, watched "She's All That" and then took a nap. My mom woke me up from my nap about an hour ago asking if I was okay or if I was just taking a nap. I think she thought I was like sick or something. Maybe she was thinking that I was upset and that she should try to fix it. Yeah, right. Well, either way, she didn't do anything once I told her I'd just been taking a nap.

No more than 2 seconds after that, the boyfriend called because we'd been texting and he knew I was having a bad day. He thinks I think I can't come to him with problems. The truth is that I only come to him with problems when I know he's not busy. By busy, I mean at his dad's house (parents are divorced), at school, at a friend's house, about to hang out with his mom, and so on. He thinks I should just call him so that at least we can talk. What he fails to realize is that most of the time, all I need is a hug. And when he's out and about, he can't give me that. So instead of making him sad thinking about me being sad, I just don't tell him. I guess I've been kind of "standoffish" because of it lately. I can't help it that he's been incredibly busy. The last two times I've tried to hang out with him b/c I was in a bad mood (those being today and... 2 weekends ago?), he's been doing something with other people. He doesn't just drop plans for me, and that's fine, but he can't claim that he's always there for me when he's not. It's not realistic. I just wish people could be a little more realistic sometimes.

Ugh, this post is too long. I'm gonna play Sims.

*yawn*

Summer cannot come soon enough.

Yeah

Ummm... yeah, this is my prom/banquet
dress. It looks better when I'm wearing it, but I don't have a picture of that at the moment so you'll just have to DEAL. :)

Battle of the Bands was good except for the fact that one guy ruined a perfectly good Danger Radio song and another guy ruined a song by NeverShoutNever. :[ I like them (sometimes). But it was still good, and lots of fun. The boyfriend's friends' band won for most people there to see them (there was a running tally for who was there to see which band) and then they ALSO won overall when the judges voted. So that was sweet. They deserve it, considering the fact that they are awesome and all.

Hum. I think I should do my biology homework. Night, kids.

♥

Bah.

Basically my entire weekend has gone from one plan to another plan to an entirely different plan.

Originally, I was gonna go to the lock-in at my school on Friday night (9pm to 6am). Then, I would be sleeping for most of Saturday and homework/etc. on Sunday.

Yesterday, when the whole prom confusion happened, I decided not to go to the lock-in so that I wouldn't be exhausted at prom from staying up literally all night just before it. I was just going to go sleep over and watch movies at my friend Maggie's house.

I just got a call from my boyfriend telling me that the prom isn't until May 1. WTF? Evidently, his school does not know how to update their website. So now I could go to the lock-in, but it's an extra $5 to get a ticket tomorrow on top of the extra $5 from paying after Tuesday which was originally $15 (what I'm trying to say is that it would cost me $25...). I'm not willing to pay that much for a lock-in, so I guess I'm not going to that. =/

Sometimes, I just wish boys understood that they need to ask people straight-forward about what they think about something (in my case, going to prom... evidently the boyfriend thought I "didn't want to go") and then PLAN AHEAD. I don't like having my schedule rearranged like this, especially since all the stuff is time-sensitive.

Anyway, I should stop complaining. I'm still going to prom. I still have an absolutely AWESOME dress.

[just imagine there's a picture here of a pretty dress... this site is being stupid and not letting me upload one right now... I'll try to get one up later.]

Battle of the Bands for the boyfriend's school is tonight, so I must be off.

Bye

<3

Hmm

Evidently, ticket sales are going on all this week.

I just got my dress.

:)

Damn damn damn damn damn.

So I just realized that there's NO chance of me going to prom. Ticket sales ended on April 3rd. Prom is on SATURDAY. :[

Oh well, I guess I shouldn't complain... hopefully something else fun will happen.






Screw it, I'm upset and I don't even care.

I seriously feel like there are two giant hands on my head, just squeezing it. It doesn't hurt, but everything feels very compressed. Allergies? :[

I felt like a 90s mom today at school (I wore this shirt/dress thing and... well that's the best way I can describe it - 90s mom).

In alphabetical order, I have these people following me!:

Allan (edited:oops... I fail at spelling sometimes)
Alphie
Jesse
Rachel
Lee

So props to them for not getting bored/annoyed (at least, not to the extent of blocking/deleting) reading my posts. :)

I wish I had a dopple-ganger that I knew in person. I've only seen one (two?) but never met.

More later. ♥

"Scheduled outage at 2:00AM PDT on Thursday (4/16)"

I definitely thought that it said "outrage" there and not "outage." I was all, "wha? blogspot is mad at me?" (oops, it's blogger now, not blogspot... maybe it's mad because I call it by the wrong name.)

On another note, I just got home from the boyfriend's house. We had fun. I got to eat some pizza puffs. I LOVE pizza puffs (aka pizza rolls or whatever else you want to call them). He starts his new job (yay, Oberweis!) a week from today. I tease him that now he can buy me presents. What I really mean when I tease him is this : I really want to go to prom, and now that you have some form of income, I'm hoping you'll buy us some tickets.

Is that really selfish of me? I feel like it is but... I dunno. It's not fair, I don't HAVE prom at my school (dancing = sin in the eyes of some of the board members of my school... one of the downsides to going to a Christian school). We've got a banquet for juniors and seniors only, but no prom. I love dancing (even though I'm terrible at it), so it makes me sad to think that my boyfriend, who goes to a school that likely has a relatively cheap prom to get tickets for (ghetto district, ghetto town, ghetto school... could I say ghetto one more time?), isn't willing to take me to prom because he just doesn't want to go. Now, the not having money to pay for it thing was legitimate... BEFORE he got a job, but now he's got plenty of time to save up like $100-$200, I'm sure. He's got until the end of MAY, which I would think would be fine.

Meh, I'm just spoiled and selfish.

I've been wanting to go to a prom for as long as I can remember. Up until I met my boyfriend, I never thought I'd have a chance in hell, considering how my school doesn't have it.

*sigh* Hopefully our mutual friend will hint around to him about how much I really want to go.

Sorry if I sound like a total brat in this post. I'm not trying to be that way. Seriously, though, I almost never ask anything of him, so now I'm kind of upset that the one thing I really want is something I can't have (at least, not at this point). He would get so much deposited into his account at the hug bank if he just took me to this one stupid dance. =/

BAH, I'll shut up now.

PostSecret

I think this sums up everything I'm feeling right now pretty well.

Thank you, facebook.

"and to be honest by the look of things your already insane anyways. "

p.s. new post in the artsy fartsy blog. I think I'll just do a little update on here every time I post something there.

I eat in the stairwell at my school. It's fun. I like it. My friends and I moved there from a teacher's classroom, where we had originally moved to from the cafeteria because it was too crowded. We are sort of nomads like that.

We have a pass to eat there, meaning no one else is allowed to. We got a pass b/c we got in trouble for eating there once. We make sure to clean up after ourselves, even the little crumbs. So far, it's been nice.

Sometimes, though, someone will bring a friend or a couple of friends who are not on the pass. These are people who (hate to say it) we do not like. (By "we," I mean the original 6 girls in our group. A couple of guys have joined us, and they are the ones who bring their friends.) When this happens, the stairwell gets too crowded and the conversation splits from one into two or three. Not fun. Usually, when the place gets too crowded, we'll leave. It's sad that we can't even been in our own spot.

Anyway, today was one of those days. Someone brought along, not only extra people, but one who used to go to our school but transferred out and her friend who had never gone to our school. The gals and I decided to leave (after waving the pass in their faces and telling them to leave, nicely, and them not listening). We walked around the school, and when we started heading back, someone told us that the people who were not supposed to be in the stairwell had gone in after we'd left and started lighting sparklers. Not only is it stupid, it's against the rules. The smoke alone could set off the fire alarms or the sprinklers (which flood the whole school). I know for a fact that the alarm was once set off by something on a bunsen burner in the chem lab, no more smoke than burned popcorn. Then there are those rules like "no fireworks etc. in the school" and "no lighters in the school" and whatnot. On top of it all, one of the guys who actually is allowed to be in the stairwell with us managed to be an idiot and burn his hand on one.

Needless to say, I'm pissed. My one sanctuary in the whole school has been compromised. This is the one place I have to be with my friends, the small group of people in the school that I actually give a rat's rear about, and another select few is ruining it, day by day. I hate to be so exclusive, but I really really really enjoy having time to talk to my friends and be with them without a hundred other people crowding around us, being annoying.

I set my facebook status to say something about how stupid it is to light sparklers inside a school, or any building. Next thing I knew, this girl was leaving me a message about how it was "no big deal" and how they didn't get caught so it "didn't matter." We went back and forth about it, I pointed out all the things that WERE actually a big deal about it, none of which seemed to matter to her. It seems to have halted to my response to her calling me "immature." Yes, I'm immature because I respect the rules and because I like to spend 25 minutes a day with my good friends. I must be regressing back to age 5 as I right this, eh?

Hum. To make a long story short: People should really think about what they do and how it might affect other people, especially in a public environment like a school.

LOL

This was my most recent word verification test:

hentied

Happy Easter! :)

I went to church this morning with my mom, grandpa, and aunt (it was at her church). It was a good service... kinda weird since I haven't actually been to church in a while. It's really hard for me to go to church and not hate it 90% of the time. I'm very picky. I don't like them too big or small, I hate it when they have everyone read something out loud at the same time, I hate the sound of organs (for the most part)... I just hate a lot of things about a lot of churches. And then there are church people... they tend to drive me nuts. It's really weird, because I'm a Christian and everything, but church... buh. I have chapels at school 2 days a week (sometimes 3), so I guess that's still good. Those I don't hate in the least (usually).

ANYWAY, after church we went to my aunt's for lunchie and it was yummy. We had lamb, and a lamb-shaped cake (which I frosted!) and some other tasty stuff. I then proceeded to take a nap, and then when I woke up, I had my 4th cup of coffee for the day (mmm) and then we drove home. It was kind of strange.

Now I'm at home, and I have to do some homework but I'm thinking it can wait for a little while, since all it is is reading for history. Shouldn't take too long. I think I also have to write a poem for English, but I believe that it is not due until Tuesday, so I'll be putting it off until tomorrow night. Yipee!

Strangely enough, I'm fairly sleepy right now. I need MORE COFFEE. Only not really. (Kidding about the coffee, not the sleepy part.)

Have a nice rest of your Easter (etc.)!

-me

Also I've updated my art blog a bit if you are interested in that sort of thing.

Well, actually...

I texted my sister to ask her if everything was ok with her. I told her that I didn't care if she didn't want to tell me what was going on, as long as I knew she was okay. It ended up being fine, well... she's okay, anyway. I won't go into detail 'cause she didn't want me to say anything to anyone and even though this is anonymous, I still would feel shitty for saying anything.

Weirdly enough, I just figured out that my boyfriend is the only person in the world that can make me feel stupid and inferior, and he doesn't even try to. I just don't feel good enough anymore, and I hate that about myself, because I never thought a guy would make me feel this way. It's not fair, he doesn't even try. He's just... smart. It's horrible, but sometimes I wish he was dumber... nah, not really, 'cause I'd hate him. But still...

Anyway, I'm in a better mood now. Just got home from watching the boyfriend and some of his friends play Axis&Allies (WWII game...) and... well that was interesting. I didn't even take out my book at all! Managing not to get bored was an impressive feat, if I do say so myself.

Hum. Goodnight.

Ok ok so I watched Monsters Inc. the other day and I noticed this: Sulley's apartment, when you look at the windowed side of that front room or whatever it is, looks a lot like Linguini's apartment (from the same view) in Ratatouille. I wonder if Pixar used the same set? Or parts of it, anyway. Maybe I'm just crazy. It's just a bunch of windows, afterall, right?

Happy Good Friday, folks.

Starting Monday, we're not allowed to have peanuts or tree-nuts at my school. We can only eat them in the front office, which is tiny. Therefore, my friends and I are going to gather a large group of people to eat in the office and make it annoyingly crowded on Monday. My mom says we should do it every Monday because doing it just once wouldn't work, but doing it over and over again would. It's because people have allergies. Specifically, it's because of ONE kid who's going to be a freshman next year who is apparently deathly allergic to peanuts and tree-nuts. His current school (a k-12 school where I went from grades 1-6) is already nut-free. Now, I understand doing that in an elementary school, where most of the kids don't know better than to avoid their allergies and be careful about what they share, but a high school? This is a place that's supposed to be preparing kids for the real world, right? No one's going to baby these kids in college or in their jobs, making their environments nut-free? Meh, I'm ranting and I've been doing it all week, so I'll maybe post more about it at a later date but for now, I am done.

My mom just got off the phone with one of my family members. She sounded distressed. I heard her say something about "not saying anything" so I guess I don't get to know what's wrong. I know it's got to either be my sister, my aunt, or my grandpa, none of whom I would want having any sort of issue. I'm upset that I don't get to know, though. What would they keep from me? It must not be my sister, 'cause she'd tell me... right? :/ God, please don't let it be something really serious.

Ugh, now I'm upset.

I'll let these speak for themselves.

!!!

I scored 8th place in the National French Contest for year 2! (Everyone who took it and got 61 out of 70 correct scored 8th place). I am seriously flipping out. Last year I think I placed in the chapter, but this year I placed nationally! :D

I don't mean to brag... I'm just really excited. (This is going to look nice on college applications. Haha.) Mostly I just want another pin to attach to my purse next to the one from last year. I like pins. lol.

Also I got a giant photo of myself today. It was from the teacher that was taking pictures of my eye color. He had prints of a few other students. He's continuing the project by shooting MY BIOLOGY TEACHER! (Tomorrow, I think.) My bio teacher recently shaved his head bald for a school fund-raising thing, so I think that made his eyes stand out more (they're blue, like mine) so I think that's why my photo teacher is shooting him.

Semi-related: My bio teacher is the same age as my father. He's been teaching at my school for 28 years. My dad's been working at the place he works for like 29 or 30 years. Randommmm.

Okay I am done blogging for today. My best friend and I are hanging out tonight so yeah. Peace out, kiddos.

<3 me

by the way, what the hell do you DO with a giant picture of yourself?

Good morning!

I'm off to school.

Hope you all have lovely days!

(How's that for a short post?)

Cameras, Cameras, Cameras

I did a little digging today and found some more cameras.

They are:

Argus 75, which was made between 1949 and 1958. Uses 620 or shaved 120 film, I guess. Hoping to try it out! I really need to start making money...

Argus 100 35mm, which is just a point and click camera. I believe it's from the late 80s. I literally can't find ANYTHING about it on the internet. (I don't think it's anything special, though.) There's also a flash and a case with it... I don't know if it ever even got used. There are some coupons along with its box that say they expired in 1988. Sheesh.

Vivitar cv35. It's PURPLE as well as TRANSLUCENT! I think this was actually my first camera that was my very own, if I'm not mistaken. Plastic, point and shoot, built-in flash, no extra parts (i.e. lens caps etc.)- perfect for a 6-ish year old girl. I found a roll of film in it, which I rolled back into its canister before removal... mostly. The darn thing was making so much noise that I couldn't tell if it was done or not. It really struggled with the film take-up. I ended up opening the camera before I'd rolled up the film all the way. Hopefully some of the old pictures are saved, if at all possible. I wonder what's on there... I guess we shall see.

Anyway, sorry for the random camera babble. It's spring and getting pretty outside again, therefore I want to take pictures again. I went to the grocery store today with my dad, so I dropped off the 3 rolls of film I had (2 that I took yesterday with dad's SLR and the one from the vivitar that I found today). Overnight processing, so hopefully I'll be able to go back and pick them up tomorrow.

I analyzed a poem in English today. Evidently, I understood the meaning exactly as the poet had meant it. (I know this because after she asked us to suggest what it meant, and I offered the only explanation of anyone in the class, our teacher pulled out a book and read the words of the poet regarding the poem.)


Ezra Pound's
"In a Station of the Metro"

The apparition of these faces of the crowd;
Petals on a wet, black bough.

(That's it. That's the entire poem. 14 words long... 20 if you count the title.)
So that was cool. I think I became the star pupil for the day. Normally my teacher kind of... well, she doesn't generally like my ideas about things and so she mostly just ignores them with a "hm" and moves on to other things. It felt pretty good to be acknowledged, weirdly enough.

Nothing else really happened. I just talked and thought a lot about cameras.

I have the perfect birthday gift idea for the boyfriend!
(Too bad his birthday is not until September...)

I deem this post long enough. Goodnight, everyone.

-Norah!

I like to wear skinny jeans. You don't need to know why.

I'm recently addicted to Death Cab for Cutie's "Narrow Stairs" album. I never realized how great of a band they are. Maybe they really aren't that great but I just have mediocre taste. Oh well, it works for me. Listen to what you like most, right?

Also, you should probably check out French Kicks sometime. "Cloche" has to be my favorite song of theirs. Jangley guitars just make me want to get up and shake around a little.

Anyway, enough of my random music chatter. Maybe I should just make a post of all the bands I like and my favorite song by them at some point... IN ALPHABETICAL ORDER! Bahaha. I'll save that for a time that I don't know what to blog about, though. For now, on to other things.

The boyfriend came over tonight. Today was just one of those days that I could not be around him enough. I didn't want to let him go at all. It's not like we've gone long without seeing each other, or that I had a bad day or anything like that. I just really wanted to be with him today. I couldn't let him go when he had to leave... I just kept putting myself between him and his car so that he'd hug me again in order to move me. Sometimes I'm just weird like that. I'm glad that he actually likes my weirdness. Some people think I'm just a freak, I think.

We officially started independent reading projects in English today! I'm doing a book club with a few friends about The Princess Bride! :D Admittedly, I've already read about 250 of the 400-ish pages, but I've been holding off reading until this project just so that I could use it. The only requirements for the book is that it is at least 100 pages (easy) and by an American author, since that's kind of the theme of Junior English. Freshman year was classics (Beowulf, Romeo and Juliet, To Kill a Mockingbird, etc.), Sophomore year was Brit lit, this year is American lit, and next year there are options! Either AP, or Contemporary Lit or Shakespeare for a lit class, and then Creative writing or Writing Workshop as a writing class. I'm taking Shakespeare and Creative Writing. (Surprise, right?)

Anyway, if you didn't already know this, my FAVORITE movie of all time is The Princess Bride, and the book is (so far) BETTER. I can't put it into words. The movie really sticks true to the book, too, which is nice. I'm really excited about this project. We're also starting the poetry unit! Yay! :)

I want to go to bed right now so that I'm still feeling warm and fuzzy from the snuggle-fest tonight, so I will get going.

OH AND ONE MORE THING!



I busted out my dad's 35mm SLR camera today. It's a Ricoh! lol. I have no idea if that is any good but that is what it is. I haven't used it for like 2 years, but there were 2 unused rolls of film in my camera bag so I used them up getting readjusted to the camera and taking pictures of the kitchen and the boyfriend, mostly. I'm hoping to get back into film photography. Also I remembered that we have this:





As far as I know, this camera is (at its oldest) from 1917. (There's a list of patents on the inside of the back cover but I didn't want to try and take that off again today... my dad and the boyfriend had to work together to pry it off. The latest date on the list was from 1917.) It looks like it takes 116 film which no longer exists (thank you, google) but it's possible to use 120 film or adapt 620 film for it (thanks again, google). 120 film is cheaper, so I'm thinking about getting some and trying it out. The controls are pretty simple from what I can see, although there is no light meter, a luxury I've taken for granted ever since I started getting into photography.

Sorry if that last chunk was really boring. I just get excited about stuff like this sometimes. It's probably fleeting, unfortunately.

It's now an hour since I've started this post. I want to sleep now! Bye!


p.s. Can you find the picture within this picture?
(I'm gonna try and make this work better during the daytime when I have better light.)

Because I can

I'm going to post 3 times in a day. Shoot... I should have been in bed an hour ago. What on earth am I still doing up?

Well here's the deal. I happened upon a certain blog, which had posted a meme in which a person was to tag 6 people and then post 6 things about his/herself that those 6 people don't already know. And this person who had posted this only had 5 people tagged and a request that if a random person (here's where I come in) happened upon her blog, that they make themself the unofficial 6th... tag-ee. So here we go. (I can't skip out on an internet meme when one catches my attention, no matter how hard I try.)

Here are my tags.

Allan
Lee
Jesse

Well, looks like I only have 3 people to tag. I need to start following more blogs. (Give me a break, I've had this for like a month.) I guess I will use the rule that the girl before me used: if you randomly happen upon my blog, feel free to take this little game and make yourself the 4th, 5th, or 6th person to be "tagged." Just leave me a comment or a link and we will be pals. :)

Aaaand my 6 things...

1) I used to cut. Bleh, I bet that's really typical for people to write in something like this, but there you have it.
2) My family is absolutely insane. Each of my parents were previously married to other spouses. My mom had a daughter with her ex husband, and my dad had two daughters with his ex wife. I was an accident and the reason for my parents' marriage. I blame myself every day for the fact that my parents are so unhappy a lot of the time. I've been dealing with it for the last year and a half.
3) I'm about a degree and a half colder than the average person (literally).
4) I shoved a kid who was on crutches, once. He deserved it. (You would have too, if you knew him.)
5) I was once sexually harassed on xanga by some guy in his 30s. I blocked him, reported him, and never told my parents. I've been a lot more careful since about who I talk to online.
6) When I don't know what to get someone as a gift for a holiday, I cook. I actually prefer to do that a lot of the time. It's fun (and I get to benefit from it, too). I really love to cook, actually, and I enjoy finding new and exciting ingredients. Once, I found this really great chili paste for something I made for my mom. I only use about a pinky-tip sized amount in anything I cook, it's so spicy, and I have a jar that probably holds 1 cup of it. I don't think it's ever going to run out.

There you go, 6 things you (probably) didn't know about me already.

Also this...

I'm going to be 17 when I graduate from high school.

I'd like to discuss my pita with you.

I got the blue Mountain Dew from the grocery store. Maybe I already wrote that here... too lazy to check right now. Either way, I'm really excited to have it. It's my favorite. I love love love it.
(And yes, it's got an actual flavor name but I just am used to calling it the blue kind. It's like Kool-Aid: You call it the red kind, not cherry flavored.)

My hair feels exceptionally soft at the moment. I know you wanted to know that.

Tonight, two of my good friends and one's boyfriend came over to my house. We ate and played Scene It (which I love about as much as blue Mountain Dew) and gossiped (bad habit, working on breaking it) and just generally chillaxed.

It's been snowing all evening/night. IN APRIL. What the heck? It's supposed to be spring now, isn't it? Please God, make the snow go away until DECEMBER. Pleaaaaase.

I think I'm going to go to bed to talk to the boyfriend on the phone and then get some sleep before school tomorrow. Hope you enjoyed the fact that I'm trying to cut down on the length of my posts. It's getting crazy.



p.s. Notice anything different about the image at the top and the image at the bottom?

Just wondering...

Is it weird that the first thing I do when I find a new blog to read is to look up posts made on my birthday just to see what was happening in the writer's life as I was adding another year to my age? So far, nothing significant. Still haven't found anything remotely close to being related to my birthday.

Guess what?

I share a birthday with Elvis and David Bowie.

AND ADAM T. SISKA!

Also with my best friend's brother, Dave.

And this girl named Becca who goes to my school and wears cute hats. She's a senior this year. She's nice.

I don't know why but I am thinking about my birthday now. It's not like its anywhere close to today. I dunno. What do you think about my birthday? (No, not yours. This is my blog! har har har.)

I think I'll be in France on my birthday next year. That would be pretty amazing. My dad's agreed to help me out in paying for the trip, and apparently I can actually access my saving's account to help pay for it, too. (I should probably save that for college, but considering it's only about $1000 anyway, it's not a big deal and I don't mind spending it to hack off 1/3 to 1/2 of the cost of the trip.) If I could get out of the country at least once before I'm 20, I'll be pretty happy. Not that I'm not happy now. I just really like the idea of getting out and (sort of) being on my own for a little while.

I probably sound like a spoiled brat right now. Maybe I am. Comes with the territory of being the youngest sibling, right?

Okay, here's something I don't think you know about me yet. I have three older sisters... well actually half sisters, but who's counting, really?
What's weird is that I'm really close to one of them (the one on my mom's side) and the other two are just like occasional pals (the two on my dad's side). I mean, I love them all. They're great people. It's just that I get along with the one better than... well, anyone in the world. She's the most important person to me. More than my best friend, more than my boyfriend. She's always been there for me, even when we used to fight all the time. She knows the shit I've been through with my family etc. Heck, she's been through more of it than I have and yet somehow she doesn't blame me for anything. I can't help but blame myself... but that's another story, right? Anywho, I just have to tell you how much I love my sister. She is basically the best person I've ever met in my life.

My best friend is like that too, actually. Maybe she and my sister really do sit on equal ground in my heart. I mean, this girl has been with me since I was 2 years old. She was there when my sister wasn't (having different parents often leads to one or both siblings having multiple homes. I only had one, but my sister had two). She can make me laugh no matter what. She is the strongest person I know. We act stupid around each other. We've gotten over every stupid fight we've had. We haven't had one of those stupid fights since we were... what, 7? (9 for her. She's 2 years older than me.) My best friend doesn't get mad when I accidentally hurt her in some obscure way. (We are kind of spazzy which leads to unintentional acts of violence sometimes.) We have about 2 billion times infinity inside jokes. I can tell her anything, and she's always got the right thing to say to me, or not say. We like to watch bad tv shows sometimes. No matter how often we go without seeing each other (which is sometimes a long time because she works a lot and we don't go to the same school... only did for one year, and never saw each other anyway.)

I guess I love them both a lot, and comparing them would be beyond stupid. So really, these are the two most important people in my world. I wish you could meet them. You'd love them, too. It's impossible not to. These two gals have really helped me to become who I am today. I wouldn't be who I am or love what I love if it wasn't for them.

I really want to go visit my sister in Georgia. Hopefully this summer I will be able to. I miss her so much.

Wow, this post got long. Sorry again. I'll try to shorten these. I just go off on tangents about one thing or another and BAM-long post.

Time to go to sleep now, I think.

-Me

p.s. I hope you have somebody like my sister or my bestie. Or multiple people. Everyone deserves to have a perfect friendship with at least one person. I'm lucky enough to have two. Well... really three, but boyfriends go in a completely different friend plane for me. Maybe I should tell you about him later. We shall see. For now, goodnight.

The rest of my life was determined today.

Okay okay, so maybe it's not that extreme... or maybe it is. I took the ACT today. If you don't know what that is... well, basically it's a freakin' long test. I counted (I think) 215 multiple choice questions (English, math, reading, science - not an equal amount of questions or time for all of them) and then a 30 minute timed essay question. I think my essay ended up being 3 pages (1 and a half, front and back), which was 4 or 5? I think 5 paragraphs. The reason for the ACT is to determine what colleges you can get into, pretty much. You can get a score up to 36 (so 9 points each section, if I'm doing my math right... unless that's with essay, but I don't think so). I'm shooting for a 28. Average is (again, I think) 21-23? The schools I want to get into have a range of like 26-30 ish, so 28 would be just right.

AAANYWAY, I don't have much to write about today. My brain is kind of drained atm.

OMG WAIT YEAH I HAVE SOMETHING!

I went to a show last night (duh, you know that if you read the last entry in this blog). It was AAAAMAZING. They had a 2 hour set at a bar & grill. 26 songs (with a break in the middle). Mostly originals with a few covers thrown in. Their originals are all great. Lots of fun dancey rock music, a couple of slow songs (ballads? Nah.). The boyfriend and I were dancing to one of the slow songs and the singer (he's in 8th grade) looks at us and goes "oh, how cute" and I could feel my face go red. Everyone thought we were cute though, I guess. Haha. The entire bar heard/saw it. (This is about 1/3 people from teh bf's school, who I kinda know, and the rest are complete strangers.) Oh wells.

Ok ok so my highlight of the night: They played a cover of The Decemberists' Oh Valencia! !!! DUUUUDE. You have no idea how much I love that song. Not only did they play it, they played it well. I mean, they really blew it out of the water. I was so psyched. They did a lot of good covers, actually. Twist and Shout, American Girl, and a song by the Strokes which I don't know the name of were all on the set list. I seriously can't believe how great they were. But then you listen to their originals, and you're like "holy shit, they can PLAY! AND WRITE!" and yeah. I almost didn't stop dancing during the second set (the part after the break) except when I felt like I was gonna fall over if I didn't. I wish I was a better dancer. Pretty much all I can do is shake around a little.

Oh and you know what else? THEY GOT AN ENCORE! They actually didn't have an encore prepared, so they played this Irish dirinking song, which was for "all of you who out there who have been drinking tonight." Apparently everyone from their school band knows it. I don't remmeber the name. Everyone in the bar was cracking up and having a good time.

I can't imagine a better show. It was great, and it was fun.

And now, for realsies, I'm done.
Catch ya later, kiddies.

<3

Talking about apologetics and such is REALLY difficult. Sometimes I dread Bible classes at school, but I'm really glad I'll be taking Apologetics and Doctrine (or w/e it's called) next year. I need it, seriously.

On another note, I'm going to a show tonight! Woo! My/my boyfriend's friends' band is playing a gig somewhere near here so we are going. I'm pretty excited. Normally, they're not my style of music at all, but they're still pretty awesome. They're kinda... ska/rock/indie? I don't even know if that's a correct assessment of what they are, but that's the best I can do. They just make me want to get up and dance like there's no tomorrow.

School starts up again on Monday. Phew, only one more quarter. I think I can do it. All the hard stuff is out of the way now that 3rd quarter is over.

I really want to take a shower but these fireplace guys are supposed to be coming over today and of course I don't know when AND of course I'm home alone so I have to be ready to let them in to do the stuff they need to do. Also, it seems as though there might be something wrong with my "i" key. It keeps making this weird squeaky noise every other time I hit it.

Anywho, I'm gonna be done now. Peace out, homies.

<3

also...FEAR MY AWESOME PHOTOSHOPPING SKILLZZZZ! (Actually I'm not that bad at photoshop but I was too lazy so I just colored over my face!) This is the haircut that I got. The reason my part is flipped int he 2nd picture is because the 2nd one was taken in a mirror and the first one was not. So there you have it, my hair. I know, so so interesting, right? XD

Whoops

I haven't posted much this week. Whoops. There are two very good reasons for it, though.

1) It's spring break, therefore nothing is happening. My life is teh lameness.
2) I just got 2 new expansions for Sims 2 so I've been playing obsessively.

I was just thinking about this: what if court cases were based on equality of crimes committed against one another? For example:

Person 1 steals person 2's cat.
Person 2 steals person 1's dog.

Dogs are a little bit bigger than cats, so person 2 owes person 1 a little extra something (i.e. money or community service or something), while person 1 owes nothing to person 2.

OR

Person 1 kills the spouse of person 2.
Person 2 kills the spouse of person 1.

The crimes were equal, so they nullify each other and neither defendant has any charges placed on them.

I know, this seems really weird and it would never actually happen, but just think about if it did. How many more acts of vengeance would be committed?

In other news, I cut all my hair off. Well not ALL of it, but I cut it from shoulder length to... very much shorter. The back goes to the upper middle of my neck, the front I have normal bangs and they angle down to the back. I'm wondering if posting a picture would ruin this whole anonymity thing. Perhaps photoshopping could work its wonders...

What do you think? Do you honestly give a rat's rear what I've done with my hair?

Hum. I guess that's enough for now. Off to play Sims some more! Har har har.

-N