am i the last one to know that Alianne has a boyfriend? So confuzzled...

Today I had my mouth torned apart by dentists, was stalked by Mr. Plaut, and had serious doubts about my POC. What else... o yeah:

I was sitting around at 4, debating whether to start my homework or blow it off til later. Right then I get a phone call that leads to the best babysitting job i've had in ages. Most jobs recently have been with kids i dont know, dont really like, and at times i really dont feel like being social. But this was with Hanna's little brother, and we built a "base" for his cars and airplanes and I actually had a lot of fun. Possible immature of me, but maturity is vastly overrated.

*chews gum because she will do something VERY BAD if she doesnt*

And it doesnt seem fair
That your wicked words should work in holding me down

But all I can see is red, red, red, red, red now
What am i gonna do

What, will these hands ne'er be clean?

that last post was slightly exaggerated, but it really was in context. Anyway, i cant believe how little offical hw i have. If there was a night i would have time to study for all the quizzes and tests and exams on the horizon, it would be tonight. But i dont feel like it... i'm prepared enough: i bought chocolate covered coffee beans!!! *is confident* yea right... o well. Hm, today was a council meeting where nothing whatsoever was done, an English class where we read 2 pages in 40 minutes, and a woodworking class that was way too short. Nothing much... my ongoing campain for social justice urges me to post some pictures and a ranting comment, but it would only get raised eyebrows. Never mind...

quote of the day:
Katy: "It's not my fault i'm bad at French" (remember, she's in Honors)
Dad: "Then whose is it?"

just a snapshot of my family acting as usual. Mom/Dad/Katy all say i'll get into honors French/Math/Science, but what if i dont/do, but dont want to? ah well...

what should i do for my yearbook...

our bathroom is completely redone, our door is fixes, but our house is still a mess. I've stopped caring.

Put garlic around my room last night. I'm reading stuff that would attract any vampire for miles. I've decided i dont want to be avampire quite yet, since exams are during the day, and... it would get complicated.

what else... there was something i wanted to say... o well.

Am i the only one who hasnt started their Christmas thank-you notes?

Slept for almost 12 hours again today- maybe a sign i need more during the week? Anyway, i havent been out of the house, havent done much- my room is slightly cleaner, i have slightly less pages left in my book, and i'm slightly further along in my minimal homework. So, how actually was the dance? not that i really care. but i probly should ask, so i can feign socail interest.

back

well, i really only have a bit of geo hw this weekend, so i think i'm back. not that anyone else is, being at the dance and all. I decided i'm really not going this time- it's like an off-flavor, almost toxic drug for me. Interesting, but... melodramatic and very weird. I dont feel like dealing with it tonight. *how many times can it escalate til it elevates to a place i can't breathe...*

Today... did my news article in Social Studies. It didnt go so well, because the article was complicated and there wasnt much to say about it- but it IS important. not that anyone really cares tho. science quiz wasn't bad... computer wasn't bad... english was reading, which was fun. Lunch was confusing, i bought lunch, realized i had brought lunch, started to go to Matcounts, realized there was Council... which was pretty boring. POC was ok. I'm still having blending problems, and i probly sounded very unstable the way i was talking. Math was a donald duck movie and half-thinking proofs, English again was a story that wasnt so bad. tho it was a bit affected, if you know what i'm saying.

After school i went shopping with my mom and Robbie to buy boots- that i dont need, except for gym, which is snowshoeing. They dont really fit, but i dont care. Also went to Olympia sports to get Robbie sneakers. I bought a Yankees Damon shirt. For a while i had been throwing around the idea of cutting and sewing them so they had a red sox-damon frint and a yankee-damon back. but that would be hard with t-shirt material. It would also be interesting to wear my red sox hat and the yankee-damon shirt to school, but the hat doesnt really fit and we're not really always allowed to wear hats. I could just wear the shirt and see what happens...

Temporary Leave of Semi-Absence

I won't be posting, IM-ing, or basically being on line for a while (if i can help myself) because i need to be doing other things- my homework and room are both in shambles. I spend waaaay too much time on the computer. So, yea. sorry. It will probly take... a week? a month? a life? to get everything together lol so it wont be for long. knowing my self-control lol.

she;s going to disappear and then i'l never know what happened. She'll just be-gone. alone. scared. maybe DYING. alone in a stupid hospital, with no-one there that understands what she's going through. not that i completely do, but... i wanna give her my phone number, but isnt that how you get stalked? o well...

uggg

didnt feel like completely drugging myself today just to go to school. plus, an xanga friend is gonna be hospitalized of she loses any more weight. I feel... empty.

Meds, Meds, evvywhere, but not a bite to eat...

wow, i feel totally doped, psycologically. here's the day:

1am: wake up cold and with a horrible earache
2am: still awake, take two acetominophin (or whatever) and codiene (the book told me to, ok???)
6am: wake up, a bit better, have a coughdrop (menthol) and throat spray (thenol) for my cold
7am: earache comes back, two more acetiminophin
7:30am: cup of chai tea (coffee substitute)
9am: use last two coughdrops (the throat spray continues constantly through the day, despite instructions saying only evvy two hours. my throat hurts....)
10:30am: earache is back-again. Go to nurse to see if she'll give me something better than acetiminophin (codeine is perscription, but i can dream...) get two aspirin, and an explanation: the stuff in my nose from my cold is applying pressure to my ears.
12:10pm: buy snapple- lots of sugar! go semi-hyper
1:30pm: earache is back. dont want to bother to go to the nurse, so take two more acetaminophin from my coat
3:40pm: go to dentist, get my gums all numbed with anethetic when they fill my cavities
5pm: earache is BACK- more codeine

at this point i have eaten nothing: i forget breakfast, the lunch line is too long, and my mouth is really numb. HUNGRY.... and drugged.

Life Lessons, charcoal

Well we're tearing apart our bathroom- literally, and it's fun, swinging away at a wall with a crowbar- talk about anger management. On to...

Life Lessons of the Day:
-don't babysit for anyone at your own house. Why not? take the number of things in your room you dont want a 6-year-old to tough, multiply it by the number of hours (3) AND the kid's energy level (which is another life lesson: sugar is kiddie cocaine; don't give it to kids when you're in change. ANY form of sugar) I mean, what were we supposed to play with? murder weapons? we did a little candyland (i am soooo good at it, but robbie got Princess Lolly, so he won.) ummm other board games, playdough, books, and math problems (what is WITH kids these days???)

-Do you know where your parents are? Apparently my mom WAS home, but it wasnt that big a deal. A lady brought over a load of organic vegetarian food, which looks really weird even if i wanted to eat it. Like, the rice milk is digusting. but i'll give the carrot soup a chance. but not the spinach noodles.) So another life lesson is: never drink rice milk.

ummm i thought there were more.... will post later, maybe.

I'm working on a replica of the cover of my Louis XIV book (in charcoal), and i've smudged and stared at it so much that i can't tell if it's good or not, except i made it so its probly not so good. but it looks like him, some, so that's a start.

kodak, samson

lol had a kodak moment already today, at Aquina's House (campus church with a later mass thank god) there's this one row in the front of each section with padded seats and huge weird kneelers (like so: )


lol so anyway we sat there and robbie was so little he could sit under it with his head not touching the bottom of the top part, it was sooooo cute. And the second mass is over James jumps up and runs across the church to the canady basket. actleess, but whatever, its church.

Speaking of church, the story of sampson: a boy is born, is special to God, and has great strength (like, can kill lions) because of his long hair ("No razor has ever come upon my head") Then he goes and falls in love with this girl from an enemy tribe, and she's evil and she only marries him so she can trap him. Three times she asks him why he's so strong. The first time he lies, these thugs come and try to capture him. It doesnt work, and he tells another lie the second time she asks. Same thug senario. Third time he's stupid and tells her the truth, who knows why. So the thugs come, shave his head, capture him. Eventually his hair grows back, they're too stupid to shave it again. They chain him between two pillars at a party, and make fun of him. He regains his strength and pulls down the pillars, crushing everyone (including himself) with the roof. So all his enemies are gone.

My translation to Johnny Damom: a boy is born, is special to baseball, and has great strength (like, can hit home runs) because of his long hair. Then he goes and signs with the enemy team, Yankees, and they're evil and they only sign him so they can ruin him. The thugs come, shave his head, capture him. Eventually his hair grows back, they're too stupid to shave it again. He has a mediocre season, but they play him in the World Series anyway just to show his old fans how bad he is, or to have him play well and have them win. He regains his strength, but DOESNT USE IT, the Yankees crumble. So does his rep, but true fans know he was a suicidal bomber, and did it for the Red Sox.

Or i'm just crazy.

I believe in God, the Father Almighty,
the Creator of heaven and earth,
and in Jesus Christ, His only Son, our Lord:
Who was conceived of the Holy Spirit,
born of the Virgin Mary,
suffered under Pontius Pilate,
was crucified, died, and was buried.
He descended into hell.
The third day He arose again from the dead.
He ascended into heaven
and sits at the right hand of God the Father Almighty,
whence He shall come to judge the living and the dead.
I believe in the Holy Spirit, the holy *catholic church,
the communion of saints,
the forgiveness of sins,
the resurrection of the body,
and life everlasting.
Amen.

that's the Apostle's Creed. Compare with Damon's Creed:

I believe in Boston
the city almightly
home of the Red Sox
I believe in Johnny Damon
the leadoff man, our hero
He homered by the power
of the Holy Hair
and came of the Sacred Idiots
He suffered under the dread Yankees
was abandoned, signed, and was sheared
He descended into New York.
In the third year he returned.
He ascended into Boston
and is honored in the center field
of the Red Sox
He will win again and judge
the deciples and the traitors
I believe in the Holy Hair
the holy Fenway Park
the communion of Idiots
the revenge after outs
the power of lefties
and the faith rewarded. Amen.

Johnny is Jesus, right? and doesn't it make sense that he has to die (go to the Yankees) in order to truely save us? I don't know why i didn't think of this earlier. There's also the Samson Theory, which i will post next.

i like rain.

slept til almost 10, went on the computer to do hw (and some other stuff, yea) but my dad decides i can't even do HOMEWORK before mopping the stupid floor that no-one cares about, our parents just think it needs to be mopped every week, mopping it doesnt even DO anything unless you actually scrub the floor but i'm not taking extra time to do that on minimum wage when i have better things to do. Walked to CVS in the rain, comtemplated the rush of water into a sewer (if you've never done that, then you've missed an important life lesson (like water can't blend dry paint and add acid to water, not vice-versa. and paint is toxic.) realized there were no wastebaskets at CVS for less than ten bucks, so just got mechanical pencils, gum, random stuff. Walked home, finished cleaning... hm. Havent read all day since my book is in my backpack (yes, i'm that lazy) and have done barely any hw. There's this family that wants me to babysit- they really like me, but i personally think the kids are pretty annoying and babysitting is just getting exhausting for me. so i'm faking a headache- but my brother WANTS to babysit, so he's doing it (at our house, so my parents can stop him from killing them) but i still feel a bit bad for faking them out. o well...

1-2-3 Smile

I thought it was really good. Made some weird connections, but it was a parody, although there were definately truths woven in. Specific things happened that had happened in classes, and some general ideas were true. Yea, some things were a bit wrong, some things were right but were portrayed wrong, but it was all good. it was fun. Infinite hair, versatile hats, one-foot socks... were not in the play, yes, but were there. twas interesting.

The Conflicting Voices

*OF COURSE they're sold out, this is Coldplay and Fiona we're talking about! They've probly been sold out for months. we were never going to go anyway*

*wellll.... we still COULD go, if we found tickets, and there was the AT hijacking, and my dad may have been willing to drive us, and you can never be so sure, you nonbeliever you!*

*dude, we're in school when the tour comes to Washington, and the tickets would have been crazy expensive anyway.*

*Humor me, ok? there's still a miniscule chance, and there HAS to be tickets somewhere... besides, who needs tickets?*

lol right so there go my dreams of the big concert adventure. raging headache, lots of social studies hw, the world is insane... as usual.

Fiona/Coldplay Schedule

2006 Coldplay Supporting Dates:

01/25/06 - Seattle, WA @ Key Arena
01/26/06 - Vancouver, BC @ GM Place
01/30/06 - Sacramento, CA @ ARCO Arena
01/31/06 - Oakland, CA @ Oakland Arena
02/01/06 - San Jose, CA @ HP Pavilion
02/03/06 - Las Vegas, NV @ MGM Grand Garden Arena
02/04/06 - Los Angeles, CA @ The Forum
02/06/06 - Anaheim, CA @ Arrowhead Pond
02/19/06 - Denver, CO @ Pepsi Center
02/20/06 - Omaha, NE @ Qwest Center
02/22/06 - Detroit, MI @ Palace of Auburn Hills
02/23/06 - Louisville, KY @ Freedom Hall
02/25/06 - Houston, TX @ Toyota Center
02/26/06 - Dallas, TX @ American Airlines Center
02/27/06 - Oklahoma City, OK @ Ford Center
03/02/06 - Washington, DC @ MCI Center
03/04/06 - Orlando, FL @ T.D. Waterhouse Centre
03/05/06 - Tampa, FL @ Ford Pavilion

she seems to be avoiding the north-east. I feel abandoned. But we'll get there somehow, towanda. (notice i'm taking you to a concert without even checking with you.)

The world is confusing

I don't understand about
The weather outside
The harmony in a tune
Or why somebody lied
But there's solace a bit for submitting
To the fitfully cryptically true
What's happened has happened
What's coming is already on its way
With a role for me to play

I don't understand
I'll never understand
But I'm trying to understand
There's nothing else I can do
(Fiona Apple)

i have nothing to say. Superficially, my life has been boring. And i cant think of anything deep i want to say. besides, that anoys people. I did get my braces off, tho i'm supposed to wear a double retainer, but i really cant talk in it, so i dont wear it half the time... that's all. w/e.

Sudoku, school, whatever

my sister thinks i REALLY have problems now, altho i think she's stopped with the drug charges. sometimes i cant stop laughing, and sometimes i'm really, really good at stopping myself. She was doing a Sudoku problem, and saying it was really hard, so i made my own mini one, but she thought i was deranged, and i suppose i might be, but that's not really the point, is it? what is the point? whatever. anywayz... school sucks. i thought i had a lot of hw, but i ended up not doing a lot, but i suppose... omg that stupid french paragraph. i could do it in the morning... i have somewhat of a plan... stupid STUPID assignment, i did NOTHING over break. grrr. must go do that.

12 hours of sleep...

...is the only thing that works when you have a headache and dont have coffee. Sadly, it made me unable to do hw last night, but whatever. i dont have anything specifically due to work on, but i really should do something. i've slept, read about murder trials.. gone outside a bit... aduno. yesterday was a quest for energy and drug icons.. just for fun, let's clear this up: I AM NOT A DRUGGIE! ok, all good. of course, define druggie... lol never mind. I"M JOKING.

Happy New Year

i have what would be a hangover except its probly just from not getting enough sleep... stayed up til 4:15, played CandyLand and Sorry (won both, amazingly) Candy went soooo fast, we just picked random cards, discarded the picture ones, and took mre than one when we needed to catch up... sorry took longer, partly because it was so confusing controlling two teams of little pieces each... watched the ball drop, Peter Pan, Alice and Wonderland (makes you wonder what's in that tea.. swans! opium'd caterpillars!) and a History Channel drug special... it was playing over and over, it was the best thing i've watched in ages. 5 cents for a shot of cocaine, 15 cents for a bottle, but 12.95 for dent remover (and a glue gun!)- which are you gonna buy? and then there was the Blue Hippo, the snow, the confetti, the swirling colors... were we really hallucinating? it was really fun tho. flipping a coin to decide cups (are we undecisive or what?) stirring hot chocolate... cracking nuts... (bad nut!) good times...