yeah

So, it's been a while. So what?

School, or as i like to call it, the required waste-of-time-hell-hole of death, is finally and completely out for summer. Going on two weeks now. Let us take a moment of silent rejoicing.

*silently rejoices*

Sigh. I have quickly sunk into my summer routine, but of course with a few changes from previous summers. Basically my days go as thus:

*stay up reading untill the birds start chirping (4:30) or until the sky goes from black to blue (5:30)
*get some sleep
*wake up no later than 11 (this is where i stray from past summers, where i usually rolled out of bed at around 1)
*stumble down stairs for a bite to eat, then proceed to lay on the couch and finish reading the book i started the night before. (I have read four books so far, at this rate, my stash is going to run out, egads!)
*get a call from someone, or make the call myself to make plans for the night
*get dressed. the day starts at 5 'o clock
*stay out late
*shower, pick out a new book, and the process starts over

Throw in some movies, food, and ice cream, and that is the beggining phase of my summer in a nutshell.

But then the trips start. More on that later.

~~~CHANGE OF SUBJECT~~~

Got my report card today in the mail. They should'nt waste the postage, becuase it isn't like I care about grades. I don't study, I don't try, and I don't care. I want to care sometimes...I am just inncapable of caring about a label that society chooses to stamp on people's heads. I live in an age where a persons worth is measured by GPA as an adolescent and by monetary value as an adult. On top of that, you get judged by the way you look. I absolutly depise this system. But I play the game. You have to play the game in order to acheive the status where people finally leave you alone just enough so you can do what you want with your life. But first you have to play the game. The higher-education-I-have-a-purpose-in-life game. Pass the classes. Play the sports. Know the right people. So I play. As minimally as I can, but still I play. Hoping like anything that society progresses as fast as it has in the last few decades and people can finally forget about the man-made drama, and just live. Just wake up when you want to, put on the clothes that make you FEEL good, talk and be with the people you like and just live and be like God wanted us to in the first place. Shed all the smog and pollution we have created and just eat and live...crap. I'm starting to sound to much like a hippy. Need to avoid that. Hippies don't shower...I, personally, am very fond of being clean. It's just a quirk of mine I guess...

A novel idea.

I love books. I love reading them, owning them, buying them...

but that isn't the point of this entry.

The point is that I have been reading novels for so long that they have become predictable. It is so easy to see what is going to happen, and what the characters should do when faced with problems. The novel is planned out. Disaster strikes, but in the novels i read, everything usually turns out ok in the end.

Don't you wish life could be that way?

Yeah sure. I sound sappy and idiotic. But I have been feeling this way for a while now. I feel that if I were reading my life, then I could predict exactly what to do and what will happen. I can't analyze my life and it frustrates me. Maybe if I wrote EVERYTHING down and went back over it, then I could realize my mistakes and figure out what to do next. Maybe I could write in a little more excitement, and write out the drama.

I feel like I am wandering down a dark hallway without a flashlight. I'm not drepressed or broody about anything. I just wish it were easier to figure out what to do next.

Get down from your high horse

My internet has been a jerk the past few days so I haven't been able to post. Obviously.

Sound of Music had its final performance on Sunday.
Let us take a moment to rejoice...


*********YES!!!!*************

Ok, I feel better now. I can finally rest easy! I have time to do other things rather then sleep! I don't have to kiss anyone I don't want to! I don't have to wear those ugly/itchy/stupid costumes! I don't have to sing those idiot songs! I can go to track practice...oh wait. That isn't exciting. I am so far behind everyone. I am so out of shape. I came in last in my best race. Crap. And now I can't really use easter break to catch up BECAUSE (this leads me to my next point)

I have a breathing condition now! I beleive regular allergies mixed with all the crap I inhaled from tearing down the som set screwed up my lungs. I started wheezing Sunday night, at the cast party, and by noon the next day, I could hardly breathe. My mom could hear me breathing from the other end of the house. So I got some sleep and did the homework I had the books for. On Tuesday I was a little better but still really bad. I had to stop to catch my breath after going DOWN the stairs. I felt so pathetic. Really. But I tried to go to school. I figured, I only had two days before break anyway, I can make it. But I got in my car and took a deep breath, and then started to cry. So yeah, didn't make it to school. My mom took me to the docter and she said the condition I was in was pretty bad, and it wouldn't clear up on its own. So she gave me a breathing treatment at the office and perscribed an inhaler. All that made me breathe alot easier. So I went to school on Wednesday, hacking up a lung and armed with my new trusty inhaler. My friends asked me why I bothered to come on the last day of vacation. The answer: I have no effing idea. So anyway, the morning went along just peachy. I didn't die from lack of oxygen and I made up all the work I missed in my morning classes. Then geometry came. And this is where the title of the blog makes sense, in case you where wondering. In geometry they had a lesson on Monday, work on Tuesday, and where going to have a test on Wednesday. So I went up to my teacher to ask her what she wanted me to do since I didn't have my books home with me those two days, so I couldn't have done any of the work. And this is how thw convo went (My speech is the * and my teacher's is the #)
*what do you want me to do, since I was absent?
#(snotty) Oh, you're taking the test.
*But I didn't have my books with me, I don't even know what the lesson is on.
#(even more snot) Did you go to that cast party on Sunday?
*(thinks: so THATS what this is about) Yes, but that is not why I was absent. I was haveing trouble breathing and I had to go to the doct...
#Fine. I want ALL your homework on Monday then. ALL of it.
*(thinks: like I would only turn in some? Idiot)

Moral of the story: I hate when teachers get up on their high horses and act like they are god. (ok, that really isnt a moral, but whatever) Seriously get over yourself, its geometry. No one cares. And stop jumping to conclusions and throwing false accusations in my face. And why don't you stop and think about things before you get all huffy with me, hmmm? I didn't skip those days. Why would I? It makes NO sense to me. Why would I skip two of the three days before break and come back on the third so I have a ton of homework to make up over break? Does that make any sense to you? No. It makes no sense. Gah.

yeah...

I really have nothing interesting to say...

Took the act again today. I think I may have done worse...but we'll see.

Saw two of my old classmates at Panera today. They look different. It was weird.

Gah, I AM boring...

So...

I guess people are actually reading this now. Josh even left a comment. Thank you Josh. And Danny said I was boring. Well I can't help that nothing ever happens. Well, that isn't true. A tone of stuff happens, but if I wrote about everything I knew and hear, alot of people would hate me. What I really can't stand is when people talk in front of me as if I can't hear them. Here they are, running their mouths about their sex life, while I am just trying to get my damn homework done. Really now. I don't want to hear it.

So anyway...what has happened lately? The movie 300 came out, and while I didn't go see it, and I don't intend to, Josh requested that I put something about it in here since he was going to go see it. I hope you enjoyed it, Josh. Yesterday I got my prom shoes (which have been SO hard to find) and thus completed the requirements for prom attire. I got my dress and earrings shortly after Christmas, (the dress was on sale, go me!) and made my hair & makeup appointment. So I'm all set...wait, I need a purse...maybe I'll just knit one. This is my third prom, and really I hope this one will be better than the last two. The first year the food and venue...well, sucked. Not even gonna lie. Actually, dessert was nice. Last year, my shoes almost cut my toes off, everyone got sick from the food, (except me, I just had salad and pasta) and the venue was just, blah. So, I have my fingers crossed for a good dance this year. And now for my last rant: a few days ago someone (who will remain nameless) backed into my car and broke the plastic over my left tail light. I was so upset. MY POOR CAR!!! It is so old...and now has shards of broken plastic over the light. *sniffle* I try so hard to keep my car away from danger and what happens??? Someone takes it out!!! Ok, maybe that is a little drastic, but...my poor car! See, I am so upset when I think about it, I can't even form proper sentances. And now I have to go write a paper for psych. I don't know why I took that class.

too tired.

I'm too tired to blog today. I have to go to rehearsal at 6...bummer. Although today I am going to give Halee her scarf. I'll post later if she liked it.

Blah

I'm feeling rather blah right now. I feel blah everyday between the hours of two and four, but today I feel especially blah. I am very tired, because it seems that every night I get less and less sleep. I have a ton of pointless homework this weekend that I know I should start...but I am not motivated to. It would be REALLY nice to not have to do anything on Sunday. But there is no way I can do homework now. No. Way.

I can't just sit and rest like I want to today. I have to make and angel food cake for someone, and I need to take a trip to the store for some pink wool-ease. That is one of my most favorite yarns ever. I have made a ton of stuff out of that yarn, and have given most of it away. I have made a ton of ribbed hats and one ribbed six foot long GIANT scarf...which now belongs to my ex boyfriend. I really and truly beleive about the knitting for boyfriends curse and I shall never ever knit something for a boyfriend again. Seriously. Anyway...I need the pink wool for a scarf that I want to make for Halee, the little girl who plays Gretl in som. She is SO adorable. Since I play her older sister, we have bonded. She likes watching me knit during the breaks we have at rehearsal. This girl is SOOOOOOOO cute, I can hardly stand it. I knew as soon as I saw her watching my needles that I had to make her something. And now, I have even more reason to make her something. Now, I don't usually bond with little kids, I just don't have the opportunity to because I am never around them, and if I am, they always want to bond with someone else. But Halee seems to like me best! And last night was the first night that the whole cast had rehearsal together, and a sophomore tried to steal my Halee away from me! I can't let that happen! So, a quick pink scarf it is!!! The scarf IS just a precautionary measure, along with being a gift I really want to make, because last night when the sophomore told Halee that she could sit on her lap because there wasn't enough chairs, Hallee asked me if she could sit on MY lap! Of course I let her, her being the cutest thing in the WORLD. So now I have to get that yarn! Stat!