dead puppies arn't much fun

[thegreatgoombah]

and good times were had by all....

The party was great...and I finally caught up on the massive amount of sleep I lost going to it (and you all know how I am about sleep) and now I'm making lasagna. Mmmmm....lasagna....I love the stuff. And when we make lasagna, we dont do the 'oh...just one little pan' gig...no no no...we make five pans. Five honkin big pans of lasagna. We really only cook two and the rest go into the freezer to be eaten during various times in the next month....but do you know how hard it is to make five pans of lasagna? It's like a group effort. Nobody gets out of helping. Like when my mother finds out someone is coming over... (it doesn't matter who, they just have to be breathing)..I swear..no longer is she my mother..she is a demonic spawn from one of the multiple layers of hell...and it is cranky
I'm going to watch Clue for like the 900th time....it has Tim Curry in it...I just love that guy...it's such a hilarious movie. I especially think the multiple endings are a nice touch.
Now that finals are over (god be praised! *trumpet music*)
we have changed to all our second semester classes. I dont have art anymore (sadly...I loved that class) and I am now in health. I thought I would hate that class..but I know everybody in there. Well, almost everybody....there's five people I dont...but that's pretty good out of like 20...anyway, it's a fun class. I have my best friends in there and the guy I'm sitting next to is hilarious....and he's cute...think of it as a bonus. Whoo!
Our counselor was in my band class today talking to friend Lauren and he casually looked at me and said 'you're a natural helper right?' i should have known he was going to ask me to do something. I should have seen it in his eyes...I should have growled and told him no...but instead...I said yes. Mistake number one. 'Oh good!' he said..'then you can show this girl around school!' >.< doh!
So I did...she looked preppy and like she was going to be a real biatch but she was really nice....I dont know if she's going to hang out with us or not...we really dont seem like her...type....yes type....but if she does that'll be cool...
Oooh! Gonna go watch the movie!

 

[thegreatgoombah]

Oh my god..does anyone in my family know how to use call waiting? Anybody?

Obviously not because I tried to call every two minutes for a half an hour only to come home and see Kandis on the phone with her new boyfriend. >.< Grrrrr!!!! I've had a really bad day. I'm tired, my back hella hurts, I'm tired, and I just found out I'm going to miss A day on friday. I love A days...why is it they can't ever schedule field trips or late start or no school days on a B DAY!!!? Is it that hard!? The entire year they've been A days....that's highly irritating. Like Kandis's face....thats irritating too...
I felt so bad..I had this guy who I'm just friends with ask me out and he said he'd cry if I didn't. I told him no.
I feel like such a jerk. But I dont like him..so really I'd be leading him on and I think that's a lot meaner than just saying no. He played it off like it was nothing though, but I know it hurt. I've been rejected before and it's the pits. Oh great. Kandis just informed me that the same guy seceretly had a major crush on her, and when he finally told her about it, she rejected him too. Oh my god! Now I feel even worse!! I didn't think it was possible to feel worse than I did!! Ung!!! Now I wont be able to go to sleep, putting myself in this guys shoes over and over and over and over... I have too much of a conscience. One time I skipped band camp, and I felt so bad I went to the band directors house and apologized. I'm so stupid. Man, and he played it off like being rejected was no big deal. I feel so awful! *sob* he even gave me gum right before he asked. AAARGG!!
*insert ripping hair noises here*
What if I scarred him for life? What if he decides that life's not worth living and kills himself!? what if he decides that he'll never get anyone to go out with him and loses his self confidence? All because of me!!? I wouldn't be able to live with myself!!!
Nothing could make today any worse than it was.....*sigh* I spoke to soon....my dog just vomited on my foot.

 

[thegreatgoombah]

Sadness

The space shuttle Columbia disintegrated over TX (and various other states) as we all know this morning. I think this is very very sad. I only know of two (well three now) space shuttles blowing,disintegrating, or catching on fire. The Apollo Space Capsule (well that's not really a shuttle is it) with Gus Grissom on it, I only remember that one guys name because the base I was born on was named Grissom after him....I say 'was' because they shut it down and now it's all mansions and civvie living. Very sad when we went to go see it and our house wasn't even there...
The Challenger, which blew up the year I was born, and now the Columbia. And they all happened practically this same week. Coincidence? I think not. And then they are telling people that it wasn't a terrorist act. Because we all know that's the first thought to enter our minds... I just think it's sad that they're not doing it for their benefit so much as the people who really do think that.
In other news, something good might actually come of having that creepy penpal...but I can't tell you until 3 or 4 months have passed or the FBI will be angry at me....so check back then and I will tell all...and dont worry about me forgetting..it's hard to forget about potentially inheriting a ps2...
Kandis is going on another date with the same guy who took her to that diner...oh by the by, they're going out now. So anyway, they're going out to a movie all day and we shouldn't expect them back before tomorrow.... YeS! she's been a butt much all day and has no reason to be so except that I ate the last of her Cap'n'Crunch. wtf? We can buy more kandis...it's not the end of the world....

 

[thegreatgoombah]

so bored.....

very very bored...and since I can't let anybody else use the computer (it's what I do..) I'll bore you all too! Yaaaahh!!
This semester I've started a stupid health class. I say stupid because it is....stupid... the only thing it has going for it is two of my best friends are in it..and I sit next to my crush....thats about it.. Last class we learned about the effects sleep deprivation has on your grades... no sleep = bad grades..... it lies.
I get a max of 5 hours a night..take a few hours when inuyasha runs late...and I'm just fine. I have all A's on my report card mostly and a 79.9 in math. But I've never gotten good grades in math so that one didn't surprise me. And although the paper said I was, I'm not. (sleep deprived that is) I know I bitch a lot about me being tired.....but it's not the tired like 'god I need an hour of sleep or I'll die' kind of tired. It's the 'been constantly sick because I dont take medicines that make me better' tired. And this week my flu finally went away, save for a few sniffles, so I should be that kind of tired free now. And the more hours of sleep I get, the more tired I am...like if I get 5 hours, I'll be fine for the day..but if I get 8 hours...I'm totally shot. I asked the teacher about this..she mumbled something about the movie we just watched and clocks......which did not answer my question..
So in other words...the teacher knows I'm right..she just doens't want to admit it.
Uh-oh....my mothers on the prowl. She has everybody doing chores...my dad is cleaning the living room, kandis is in the kitchenb..and should I pop my head outside the protective doors of the computer room, I'll be doing the bathroom.. I think I'll just stay here a while....I should probably have expanded on that entry a few..entries...ago...when I said my mother becomes a demon when somebody comes over. Yea...she become a cleaning demon. The transformation begins with her face getting red as she surveys the house...next with her screaming and getting all upset over the slightest bit of dust and ends with her holding a whip and beating us as we frantically try and get the house clean under her specifications before she has a heart attack. That is if you hadn't hid by then. In the first stage of her transformation..I get out of the house and run. That's all you can do. And done come back until she's asleep....sneak in throught the basement window or something..but god save your soul if you wake her up....
uh-oh...i've been found. Off the the dreaded world of cleaning chemicals and sponges.....

 

[thegreatgoombah]

ode to suck ass windy days....and other elements of nature that blow...

…..where I live there are four seasons…cold and windy, hot and windy, windy, and construction…right now it’s construction and windy. I think we may have to classify a fifth season…
I was watching tv with Kandis before she kicked me off to play Zelda and I saw one of those annoying awning ads. You know the ones…’tired of being frustrated with the weather? Sun, heat, and those darn unpredictable summer showers?’….hmm….I wish we had unpredictable summer rain showers….I wish we had rain showers….make that rain…alright I’ll settle for precipitation….just a little dew in the morning? That’s all I ask...
Sunday has got to be the most boring, frustrating day of the week..the only reason I tolerate it is because it's another day of reprieve from school...it still has the shiny goodness of a day off like saturday, but that shine is severely dulled due to the fact that we all know it's our last day of freedom. That school or work is just around the corner...Take me for instance...Saturday is great..I sleep in, eat breakfast at noon, zone on the computer all day, not a care in the world....then comes Sunday...(said in a demonic voice..not unlike my mothers on a cleaning day...) I wake up early, tired, sit through a church service ( I say 'a' because I go to two different churches, the one my father preaches at and the one my mother goes too) fidgit through sunday school..finally get out around noon (when I should just be getting up >.< ) do chores, finish any hmwk left undone from Friday, cook dinner... and all the while time trickles away and I'm unable to stop it...like carrying water through a sieve...uphill....*sigh*
well....I'm going out there to enjoy my last few hours of life before I go back to the purgatory.. (it's rumoured the staff eats souls for lunch) and technically i'm not going outside because it's very sunny and very windy out. I dont do either.

 

[thegreatgoombah]

nooooo!! not another fundraiser!!!!

I'm serious..people are going to quite buying my fundraiser stuff. I've already had people turn me down, saying they've already contributed to the cause...geez..I dont understand how we're supposed to raise all this money to go to disneyland if people wont buy our stuff anymore! and obviously the teachers thought so to because this saturday, bright and early at 7 in the morning, we're delivering phone books. Phone books! I didn't think we'd stoop that low. And we get a whopping .18 cents a book delivered! and if we miss a house, we dont get any money! Now that's the kind of fundraiser I want to be in..especially when some idiot from the drum line..no names..(*cough* isaac! *cough* isaac!) will most likely miss houses for fun. I can hardly contain my excitment. But no worries, because this week is a three day weekend, and three day weekends are the coolest because..well obviously..you get another day of freedom! I like freedom. It's so....well...free....
I'm making chicken patties for lunch. God i love chicken patties. if you eat them on a bun with some colby cheese and a tomato and just a little bit of mustard...mmmmmm...delicious. Roughage of the gods....down it with a Dr Pepper and you've got yourself a delicious satisfying meal of champions.
Kandis and my fajah are at the local Kwik-i-mart...looking for manila envelopes or something of that genre, whilst I'm stuck at home staring at the glowing screen of computer goodness eating Cherry Garcia and trying to get over my sniffles I've seem to have aquired.....
hehehe...listen to these funny answering machine messages....
Hi. I'm probably home, I'm just avoiding someone I don't like. Leave me a message, and if I don't call back, it's you.
Hi! Jan's answering machine is broken. This is his refrigerator. Please speak very slowly, and I'll stick your message to myself with one of these magnets.
(Narrator's voice There Dale sits, reading a magazine. Suddenly the telephone rings! The bathroom explodes into a veritable maelstrom of toilet paper, with Dale in the middle of it, his arms wind milling at incredible speeds! Will he make it in time? Alas no, his valiant effort is in vain. The bell hath sounded. Thou must leave a message.
Alpha Centauri Space Station. Commander Marlin can't come to the phone right now. He's either saving the universe from some dread, unnamed peril, or perhaps taking a nappie. Leave your name and number after the beep and he will return your call.
A is for academics, B is for beer. One of those reasons is why we're not here. So leave a message.
Ask not for whom the bell tolls,
Hi, this is John's answering machine again. He's gone and left me for a sleazy microwave he met at Krazy Eddy's. Life sucks.
Hello. This is Ron's answering machine, Marvin, and I'm SO depressed. I have 50,000 times the memory capacity of my owner, but all I get to do is answer the phone. Life. Don't talk to me about life. Just leave your name and number after the beep. Here comes the beep, God how I hate that beep, it's so cheery sounding.

allright....enough of share time. Inuyasha's on soon...

 

[thegreatgoombah]

....this should prove to be interesting...

I am officially going on my first date tomorrow. *gasp*
I know I know....I didn't see a flying pig either..
My stomach turns, yet is cold as ice at the same time just thinking of it....that or I just ate too many lasagna shell thingies for dinner, and the cold can probably be explained by the fact that our damn heater is broken again and my fingers are so cold I can hardly feel them strike the keyboard. hehehe... I'm holding the sleeping baby while I type. This means my typing rate, already inhibited by those ice blocks down there I believe are my hands, is now reduced to typing with one finger. An incredably slow, time consuming process. I dont recomend it.
Awwwwww!! it just sneezed! I feel so sorry for this baby, having to grow up with meghan as its mother....it's the cutest little thing in the whole world....looks nothing like its mother....its little blanket its wrapped in has little elephants all over it
Today is the beginning of a glorious three day weekend. Aaaahhhh..all is right in the world. I can actualy smell the goodness of it all....*sniff*hmm... wait a sec, that smells like baby doo...*looks down, and quickly up again* ewwwwww...how can it sleep through that? the smell alone is enough to wake the dead....and they'll probably make me change it due to the fact that it decied to doodle on my watch...being an aunt sucks....man my finger is getting tired.....great dexterity is needed to type with your pinkie...oooh...gonna play with this new medical simulation..i get to poke a frog heart and see what happens to its beat when i poke it..

 

[thegreatgoombah]

infuckincredable

I went to some hot springs today.....they weren't that hot. I think they had just made a pool next to the hot springs and heated it. And put a log in the center. The log was fun....they had it attached by two chains to the ceiling and it was halfway in the water. When you tried to climb on it, it spun around and flung you violently across the pool. I was all funned out after thirty minutes.
My date went fine...well for me it did. He kinda looked bored...or maybe he was just nervous..yea..i'm going with nervous. Our school's doing 'crush grams' where you buy a litle slip of paper, write a message on it, and they'll deliver it with a crush soda. (get it, the brand crush? pretty bad huh?) well, being the extrovert I am, I bought him one. Then I stared at the little slip of paper for an hour deciding what the heck I was going to write on it. So I got some ideas from my buddies in math. Man those guys (and stephanie) are helpful in a pinch. Here were some of their ideas I gladly wrote down. My favorite being the first one.
"Lets get together sometime and ponder the philosophical meanings of life....and then we can get frisky. See you then!"
"I've noticed you, maybe you've noticed me too. Let's get together sometime and notice eachother."
"Be my dancing slave monkey. Dance monkey dance!"
Somehow, in a weird way, I feel these three simple sentences have managed to convey my feelings for this guy...or maybe it's just gas...
As part of another damn evil fundraiser, I (and my friend)delivered phonebooks for six hours yesterday. Six hours! We started at seven and got done around one. Not to mention we had to be there before seven so I ended up waking to greet the glorious morning at 6. It was not worth it. We got a mere .18 cents a book delivered. We had to have delivered over a hundered books. And that money is split between the entire band/flag corps/drumline. Thats not a lot. I probably got a max of five dollars. For delivering phone books for six hours. I'm not a happy person right now.
Man, I'm doing a report/poster thing about designer babies. It's going nowhere. Maybe if I looked up stuff instead of writing in my journal it might...but I dont think I will....procrastinating is so much fun dont you think? I know I enjoy it often...

 

[thegreatgoombah]

again with the noise!!

Why do they keep talking to me? Doesn't my family realized how little I care? I guess not because they keep screaming at me about something. Hmmm..maybe the house is on fire. That would be kind of funny I suppose, in a not really that funny kind of way. I would laugh.
Geez, how long does it take for a few dress patterns to load up? Obviously forever because I've been waiting here for twenty frickin minutes! I'm hoping to find some cool stuff to wear for halloween this year, seeing as last year I didn't do anything, and even though nobody gives me candy anymore, it's still fun to dress up.
Jack asked me to go with him to the dance that they're having for valentines day. It's in march. A valentines day dance in march....dont ask me, I'm not on the student council. Maybe they should have called it something else though...like the spring dance or something like that. If you're going to call it a valentines day dance, have it in february for god's sake! but that could just be me...
They canceled Inuyasha....so very sad. My anime cloud of goodness is becoming thinner and thinner. Soon it wont be able to support the weight of my anime need. The fact that they take out all the good stuff on Cartoon Network anyway had my cloud pretty thin in the offset...but it was better than nothing. Now they're taking that away. *tear*
heheheh, onto the delightfully funny side of life:
Cautions from an Evil Overlord...
Being an Evil Overlord seems to be a career choice. It pays well, there are all sorts of perks, and you can set your own hours. However, every Evil Overlord I've read about in books or seen in movies invariably gets overthrown and destroyed in the process. I've noticed that no matter whether they are barbarian lords, deranged wizards, mad scientists, or alien invaders, they always seem to make the same basic mistakes every single time. Therefore if I ever happen to become an Evil Overlord:

1. My legions of terror will have helmets with clear Plexiglass visors, not face concealing ones.
2. My ventilation ducts will be too small to crawl through.
3. My noble half-brother whose throne I usurped will be killed, not kept anonymously imprisoned in a forgotten cell of my dungeon.
4. Shooting is not too good for my enemies.
5. The artifact which is the source of my power will not be kept on the Mountain of Despair beyond the River of Fire guarded by the Dragons of Eternity. It will be in my safe deposit box.
6. I will not gloat over my enemies' predicament before killing them.
7. When the rebel leader challenges me to a fight one-on-one and asks," Or are you afraid without your armies to back you up?" my reply will be ,"No, just sensible."
8. When I've captured my adversary, and he says," Look, before you kill me, will you at least tell me what this is all about?" I'll say," no" and shoot him.
9. After I kidnap the beautiful princess, we will be married immediately in a quiet civil ceremony, not a lavish spectacle in three weeks' times, during which the final phase of my plan will be carried out.
10. I will not include a self-destruct mechanism unless absolutely necessary. If it is necessary, it will not be a large red button labeled, Danger, Do Not Push."
11. I will not order my trusted lieutenant to kill the infant who is destined to overthrow me- I'll do it myself.
12. I will not interrogate my enemies in the inner sanctum. A small hotel, well outside my borders, will work just as well.
13. I will be secure in my superiority. Therefore, I will feel no need to prove it by leaving clues in the form of riddles or leaving my weaker enemies alive to show they pose no threat.
14. I will not waste time making my enemy's death look like an accident. I'm not accountable to anyone, and my other enemies wouldn't believe it anyhow.
15. I will make it clear to my enemies that I do know the meaning of the word 'mercy' I just simply choose not to show them any.
16. One of my advisors will be an average five-year-old child. Any flaws in my plan that he is able to spot will be corrected before implementation.
17. All slain enemies will be cremated, not left for dead at the bottom of the cliff. The announcement of their deaths, as well as any accompanying celebration, will be deferred until after the aforementioned disposal.
18. My undercover agents will not have tattoos identifying them as members of my organization, nor will be requiered to wear military boots or adhere to any other dress codes.
19. The hero is not entitiled to a last kiss, a last cigerette, or any other form of last request.
20. I will never employ a device with a digital countdown. If I find that such a device is absolutely unavoidable, I will set it to activate when the counter reaches 117, and the hero is just putting his plan into action.
21. I will design all doomsday machines myself. If I must hire a mad scientist to assist me, I will make sure that he is succiciently twisted to never regret his evil ways and seek to undo the damage he's caused.
22. I will never utter the sentence, " But before I kill you, there's just one thing I want to know."
23. When I employ people as advisors, I will occasionally listen to their advice.
24. I will not have a son. Although his laughably underplanned attempt to usurp power would easily fail, it would provide a fatazl distraction at a crucial point in time.
25. I will not have a daughter. She would be as beautiful as she was evil, but one look at the hero's rugged countenance, and she'd betray her own father.
26. Despite its proven stress relieving effect, I will not indulge in maniacal laughter. When so occupied, it's too easy to miss unexpected developments that a more attentive individual could adjust to accordingly.
27. I will hire a talented fasion designer to create original uniforms for my legions of terror, as opposed to some cheap knock offs that make them look like Nazi storm troopers, Roman foot soldiers, or savage Mongol hordes. All were eventually defeated and I want my troops to have a more positive mindset.
28. No matter how tempted I am with the prospect of unlimited power, I will not consumer any energy field larger than my head.
29. I will keep a special cache of low-tech weapons and train my troops in their use. That way-even if the heroes manage to neutralize my power generator and/or render the standard-issue energy weaons useless, my troops will not be overrun by a handful of savages armed with spears and rocks.
30. I will maintain a realistic assessment of my strenght s and weaknesses. Even though this takes some of the fun out of the job, at least I will never utter the line, " No! This cannot be! I am INVINCIBLE!!! (after that, death is usually instantaneous.)
31. No matter how well it would perform, I will never construct ny sort of machinery which is completely indestructable except for one small and virtually inacessable vulnerable spot.
32. If I am engaged in a duel to the death with the hero, and I am fortunate enough to knock the weapon out of his hand, I will graciously allow him to retrieve it. this is not from a sens of fair play; rather, he will be so startled and confused that I will easily be able to dispatch him.
33. No matter how attractive certain members of the rebellion are, ther eis probably someone just as attractive who is not desperate to kill me. Therefore, I will think twice before ordering a prisoner sent to my bedchamber

*wipes tears* hehehe..so very funny..
Gasp! that dumb website finally loaded! I am shocked....

 

[thegreatgoombah]

grumble.....grumble....>.<

I dont know why I'm angry right now. You know how you're happy one moment and then you realize you're not so happy anymore.....that's been happening a lot lately. It probably doesn't help that my computer is gay!!!!!! you hear that computer!? as soon as I get a chance, your outta here. My internet has taken a liking to kicking me off every damn five minutes. Quite irritating...especially when you're trying to have a conversation with somebody on msn....gay internet. Or maybe it's msn that's causing the problem. It's been a bitch lately too...... arrrgggggg....kicking me off for no reason..who does it think it is?
Of course, as soon as I am finally doing something interesting, dinner has to be ready. If it was going to be ready so soon, why'd they let me get on the internet...(let me 'splain...meghan, being the gay freak she is ruined the chance of kandis and I ever being unmonitered...ever....she has this nasty habit of doing things she's not supposed too..and that included the internet. Now my parents have a password that they wont tell us and we need permission to get on, with them comming in every so often to make sure we're not scrweing up like meghan did. Where's the trust? oh yea, I forgot, it's not there. I dont think it ever was. They go on and on about how much more responsible we are than her, and they turn around and do this. They dont trust us with the smallest things...hypocrites...) whew, that was a kind of long explanation wasn't it? :exp: the whole point of me delving into that little rant was...hmm..what was the point? I started with dinner...that really has nothing to do with the point I was going to make....if I can remember it, but I'm darn sure it had nothing to do with dinner...oh yea! the trust..there is no trust. hmm..that wasn't a very good point was it? Oh well, it's my journal, I can make gay points if I want to.... :nervous:
I decided that since all the dresses they have around here are either 1) skanky or 2) really really gay looking....hehe...I've decided that I'm making my own. It'll be quite pretty actually...well...hopefully...a dark green and cream for the underlay...heres a link to it if you really feel a need to see what it looks like....it's the one on the left....
http://www.ask.com/main/metaAnswer....'s+Patterns&dm=http://www.mccallpattern.com/e
whoah, thats a hella long html..I would have just given you the link to the McCalls website, but it's gay and says the pattern doesn't exist.....riiiiiiight....
hehehe, I wonder how many people who read this actually went to that link...kind of interesting really...I go on hoping that I have at least one faithful reader, not really knowing if I do or not...I could be the only one reading this....rather writing in it and reading it later...and I wouldnt know. yea! Isn't pointless blather fun!?
ooh, I see how it is..they let me get on the internet, and then bitch when I dont come to eat dinner. Then they get all kinds of offended that I didn't honor them with my presence when half the time they're watching tv anyway. I dont understand...I'm not even hungry! Why would I want to eat something when I'm not hungry? It makes you fat. It's not like I go around starving myself or anything..I end up eating food eventually....but I hate to eat when I'm not hungry. It's just one of those things that bother me..like standing in the sun, or not having my back against a wall...I can't explain it and I dont expect any of you to understand..it just is...
ah ha!! It IS msn thats causing my computer to be stupid. I logged off and closed it all down (msn, not the computer) and *gasp* it's a miracle! It didn't kick me off in the whole twenty minutes I was off msn...but thinking it could just be coincidence, I log on msn again, only to have it kick me off as soon as I sign in. Not being one to go on one set of results alone...I did it again. And loe and behold, the same thing happened...damn msn...you will pay...ooohhh, you will pay.... >.<
*edited because I can't spell worth beans right now..*

 

[thegreatgoombah]

hmmm...incredable pain probably isn't a good sign..

My right contact has been so stoopid lately. For all you contact lens wearers out there, you know what it feels like when you have a hair or a piece of lint or something under there right? yea, IT HURTS!! so I've been constantly cleaning my contact all day in the hopes that whatever is there will just wash away like my hopes and dreams when I wake up and trudge to another day of school, but it didn't. All day, this incredable pain in my eye. 'Why didn't you just put in a different contact lens?' you ask...this is my last one. I need to get a new prescription so that when I order my new contacts, they'll actually help me see, and meghan sat on my glasses and broke them which is why I dont just put those on...stoopid meghan.
I was sorting valentines grams and I just happened upon the one jack wrote me. whoops. You know what he wrote? "Happy valentines day"....that was it. After I spent all that time worrying about what to write in it, he graced me with happy valentines day. Well...at least I got a gram. Kandis didn't get one at all. Not even from her bf. Oh, I forgot, they broke up last week. It was a mutual agreement thing..riiiiiight..but that's okay because she has another guy that wants to go out with her already. 'scuse me while I throw up.. uke:......she gets all these guys and has the nerve to tell me that she isn't pretty. Sorry to break it to you buddy of mine, but it's not your perky personality they're after..at least most of them.
ack, I have this huge headache...where's the ibuprofen when you need it? Oh, that's right, meghan needed it. So we gave her our entire stock. I dont think that was necessary. She comes over and eats our food, takes our drugs, and uses our washer. Hey meghan, guess what? YOUR LIVING ON YOUR OWN NOW!! Gain some independence for god's sake. You didn't want to be around us when you lived here, but you've had a taste of the real world haven't you? It SUCKS doesn't it? The fact that you pray for a job that pays minimum SUCKS doesn't it? Makes you wish you hadn't dropped out and gotten pregnant..doesn't it? After the way she treated my parents, I'm so surprised they dont tell her to suck it and go to the laundry mat. I would..but then again, they're her parents and they feel sorry for her...here..let me play you a tune on the smallest violen ever...grrrr
Hungry...need....frozen waffles.....Mmmm..blueberry goodness....
:up:

 

[thegreatgoombah]

wonder how long I'll get away with it....

I was 'supposubly' supposed to get off about five minutes ago. I wonder if she'll notice that I'm not, and come and yell at me.
Oh, btb..HAPPY VALENTINES DAY for all you faithful readers out there. I know I know, a little belated, but your lucky I told you at all. Actually I've been rather busy these past couple days. My three day weekend is almost over and I haven't even sat down to enjoy it. Tomorrow I think I'll make cookies and not do my math hmwk.
Crap...I have flag practice tomorrow. Ungh..dont wanna go!! I just learned today that our faithful leader quit on us, and we didn't know it. No wonder she hasn't been to the last two practices. (we're split into gropus of four or five w/ a leader to work on new drills for winter guard) so basically we've wasted two practices and we need to get our entire drill done tomorrow. In three hours. hah! not gonna happen. And then we're gonna hear it from the coach, and from the rest of the people who need to learn our routine that's non existent..arrrggg...that's very anger inspiring
I dont feel like doing my math...maybe thats why I dont get good grades in it, because it doesn't interest me....I suppose if there was some way it ever became interesting, like my life depended on it or something, I might decide I want to learn it...maybe...
Ack! my potatoes are burning!!! I hate that....when you're cooking something and you forget about it and what brings your attention back is the beeping of the smoke detector....
It's my motha's b day today. I got her a little wire trashcan thingie filled w/ relaxing stuff...like bath bubbles, and yummy smelling lotion, and lavender candles, and chocolate...hazelnut chocolate..which happens to be her fav...lucky for me! I got the idea because she's having a stressfull time at work, which still doesn't permit her to be stupid towards me, but I thought if she just chilled a little she might decide to accept me for who I am....or maybe not...It's kinda irritating.. She always wants me to be like Kandis, and I'm not and never will be. She thinks I'm going to turn out just like Meghan. oh yea, the bane of my existence. I wanna be just like that....
Wow...I just remember something cool admist my tumbling thoughts of why I'm such a wuss when it comes to talking to guys I like (there is no problem talking to guys I think are buddies..weird huh?) My grandma was walking in the park and my grandpa saw her and followed her home (do I sense the word 'stalker'?) and asked her father if he could take her out on a date. He said he could and so he took my grandma out on a date w/ two of her guy friends who left halfway through the evening. By the end of the week he and my grandmother were married. Isn't that funny? Cause like the day before my grandpa took her on a date, she had said she wasn't ready to get married when this other guy had asked her. And my mother met my dad through calling her fiancee and having my dad answer the phone. They talked a lot, got to like eachother, my mother broke her engagement w/ the other guy and married my dad. Why can't that happen to me? My friend who lives in a different state has already met her soul mate..they have everything in common, and despite some very trying times they're still together. Ack....That little trip down memory lane brought only more...whatever you would call the fact that I feel even more pathetic about my wussiness....
ack, mother found me out...more ranting tomorrow.

 

[thegreatgoombah]

Mmmm....chocolate.....

Good things about Valentines day being like..the day before yesterday. I'm still swimming in chocolate. Hmm, maybe that's not such a good thing. I like chocolate but I dont do roses. Isn't that weird? I know of no other girl really that doesn't like roses. Crazy. Hmm...that's gonna make it hard for guys to shop for me I guess, that's like the number one thing they always buy....
I've decided that I like my dad a teenie bit more than my mom...is that bad?? I feel horrible that I feel that way, but it's true. My dad doesn't really care what I wear or what I listen to, because he either a) figures it's a stage and I'll grow out of it or
b) accepts me for who I am and knows that he can't change it.
He'll walk into my room in the morning when I'm listening to System of a Down or Korn and just sit down and chill with me. He wont make faces and scream TURN THIS OFF!!! he'll just mention that the only good sound that CD could make is the sound of it breaking, and then we laugh about it. I just get along so much better with my dad. With my mom it's always clashing clashing clashing. I just feel so horrible thinking about the fact that I like her less than my dad. I still love her to death, and should anything happen to her I would be crushed, but there's that little factor my mom really doesn't come up to par w/ my dad, and thats the realization that I am who I am and she can't change that.
Grrr....I'm kinda glad I have flag practice..I can just do what I do and not have to worry about who likes me or who I like or my parents or my stupid older sister ( I see stupid people, they're everywhere! They dont even know their stupid!!) hehe
we really need to get a new swim coach. (we miss you john!!!!) I love swimming. I could always go to a good hard swim practice and all my worries will be washed away. It was great, but nobody will coach so Kandis and I are stuck with going whenever we can spare time and swim for an hour. I get that swimming itch between my shoulder blades sometimes that just screams-my god! just get in the water at least!! ..and I can't...it's quite sad.
I need to take up martial arts or sword fighting also...something of that nature...there's just something about venting your anger and frustration while doing something physicaly challenging like swimming hard or kicking someone's butt that makes you feel a whole lot better. . .and lately, I do need to feel better.. *sigh*

 

[thegreatgoombah]

*sigh*

I was thinking long and hard about what I wrote in my last post..
It's not that I like my father more, but I just get along with him better. And I have a higher tolerance level for him than with my mom. But I love them the same...just thought I'd get that off my chest..
Next problem: we might be moving. I know I know.WTF!!? My dad got offered a pastoral job in a town four hours away, and he's seriously considering it. Great, just great. I finally accept my lot in life here and finally get a guy to like me...and we might be moving. Ack..more later, gotta pick up kandis...

well then..that was adventerous..
back to my problems..hehehe..how concieted did that sound? I'm just kinda angry, I mean, isn't moving while you're in high school supposed to be traumatic or something? I suppose it would be good to move and have my dad get a good paying job, and he'd be doing what he wanted to do, and we'd get out of the debt we're in...but you know..like I said earlier..I just got used to life here, and now their uprooting me like a tree that's in the wrong spot. I dont know what to think. I hate that, not knowing what my emtions are. It makes me nervous..like not sitting with my back to a wall, or driving by myself..(i hate that! I've seen too many Urban Legend movies I suppose..) I mean, as shocking as this sounds..I would live with meghan for the two years til I graduate instead of moving...*gasp* of course I'd probably regret that decision like, two days after moving in, but at least I'd still be here...*sigh*

I'll henceforth seek my solace in despair: Despair shall be my counsellor and friend, and help me bring my sorrows to an end...

....attentive reader points if you can tell me where that came from..

 

[thegreatgoombah]

woOt!

feeling much better now...
We're not moving, thank god, because my parents are moving in two years anyway to go to...Columbia? I dont really know where, but they didn't think it was worth moving now just to have to move again in two years...
I'm very relieved
School is crap. Crap crap crap....I'm done...
I've decided I'm not making my dress, because it would take time I dont have at the moment, so this wednesday I'm going up to look for one..already made that is...I just dont know if they're really going to have anything I want. As I've stated in a previous journal entry, this seasons fasion tends to run towards the anorexic skank department...so crossing my fingers, and toes....and I'm sure if I go into Hot Topic I'll find something I like...now only to convince my mother that what I like, she likes....
This entire last weekend was spent at sleep overs....two of them, a trip up to the big city, and a five hour flag practice. I'm covered with bruises from head to toe because my friends and I like to get rowdy...(I have a mongo bruise on my back in the shape of a door knob, due to being thrown against one...) and I can hardly move my arms and neck because we've changed the flags we're doing our routine with and now it's a little dowel, which means I have a whole new set of muscles to get used to being there. You'd think it'd be easier...but it isn't... And somewhere through it all I've managed to do something to my neck where I can only movie it to the right without having an agonizing pain shoot up...heh, agonizing pain... painkillers dont help, I'm not sure morphine would.. and throughout the weekend, I got a total of like 7 hours of sleep... I figure when things I see start to come in pairs of three, it's time to lay down and take a few z's....

 

[thegreatgoombah]

Hmm, tummy grumbles usually mean you need food....

Sorry, in the last post I was going to mention the fact that Dharkfyre won my little 'attentive reader' contest...but I was hella tired, so I'll say it now...*ahem* Dharkfyre won my 'attentive reader' contest! hurray. Congratualtions, you must be very proud of yourself, etc..etc.. hehe
I would write more fun things and have funness abound..but I'm hungry, and my cranberry nut muffin should be comming over any time now...

>.>
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o.o

 

[thegreatgoombah]

Today was a pretty good day....I think I'm finally getting this self-dillusion thing down....
At flag practice on Monday Athena hit me in the eye with her flag...grr...so now I have a nice shiner for the dance this saturday. Well, it's more of a bump. Did you know Icy Hot gets rid of bruises? Neither did I..
I bought my dress last weekend (sadly, our sewing machine was broken..oh well, this is so much cooler) It's strapless and dark red with a black lace overlay. Very nice..It looks just like the one I wanted to get from Hot Topic.
You know what's really good? Black cherry cranberry juice! That stuff is delicious! Nectar of the gods. (well, next to Dr.Pepper..)
I got to sleep during english class today. We had a sub a couple days ago and he had told us to read the entire time. So I did. And I finished it. What he didn't tell us was that for the next month we're going to be reading it chapter by chapter. And, as I said before, I read the entier book, so I went to sleep. It was nice. I had a warm hoodie, and my mix Cd of system of a down Life was good for that hour and a half. Then I woke up, and the cruel dark world of responsibility threw its weight on me again.
aaahhh! New smilies! Fun!!
:banana: :jump: :banana: :jump: :banana: :jump: :banana:

 

[thegreatgoombah]

You know what's really good?....

cat....the other other white meat...
no, not really, although one of my friends swears he lives by a guy who eats cats...they're always finding cat skeletons in his backyard, and he always has dead cats in his truck bed...I just think he feels sorry for them, so he takes their skin and makes little blankets as a tribute to their one happy lives...and then he eats them...
That was a little off topic..what I meant to say was stew. I like stew. Beef stew, not cat stew. With peas, and carrots, and celery, and potatoes, and those little onions that come in stir fry mixes. Mmmmm...
hehehe, I just saw the miniclip game of Dancing Bush...funny stuff...
I also just saw the Ring. With my sissy friend who doesn't like scary movies. Alright, alright, that was mean, and I didn't mean it. It's alright that you dont like scary movies....I dont like tornadoes....we can have irrational fears together..it'll be one of those friend bonding things.....
The movie wasn't that scary. The only thing that was mildly scary was the part where the girl crawls out of the well and then crawls out of the tv screen...ooops...sorry for those of you out there who haven't seen it...hopeI haven't ruined the whole movie watching experience for you..I promise not to say anything else... .....anything else!....sorry guys, I couldn't help it.....
*sung to 'Jimmy cracks corn'*I'm going on a date this saturday...i'm going on a date this saturday...i'm going on a date this saturday and i'm going to vomit on the guy because I get so nervous around him I laugh and my hands shake and I vomiiiiiiit.....
That is the first and last time you'll ever have to suffer through my song improvisation...and if you can't stop the burning in your ears, I suggest you impale your eardrum with a fork...it'll help....I promise.....
Kandis is making cookies....I dont know why you guys would find that even the slightest bit interesting, but I haven't talked about her in a while, and I thought an live newscast would...oh..I dont know...tell you what she was doing at that exact minute...?
Hmm....today was pretty boring...as usual..
I woke up, trudged out of bed, took a quick shower, scrambled downstairs to get dressed and have my contacts in by 7:15, scrambled upstairs and make lunch, go to school, go to my first two periods, eat lunch and have merriment and fun, go to my next two periods, come home, eat a snack, do my homework, and go to bed.......just to do it all tomorrow...and the day after that, and the day after that...I really need some variety. Just once I'd like to trudge upstairs only to find a dancing banana in the shower, or go to school, only to have it be cancled because of an epidemic of throat disease...or when your running in PE and your bolting up the stairs so you dont collapse halfway through, and you see that little slick candy wrapper on the middle step.. and as you run up those stairs you hope to God that you'll accidently step on that tiny little wrapper, and it will send you tumbling down the stairs so you wont have to run anymore, or htat maybe you'll break your neck and the afterlife will be a lot more interesting than the one you lead now....all to no avail. The same monotonous existence day after day really gets to you. I wonder if this is what life is going to be like forever. I mean, you have school all your life, and then your done suddenly, and have to get a job. Then you work until you die. Hmmm...that life choice sure does sound tempting...but I'd rather not. I would just love to be a hermit living on a self sustaining farm with a handbuilt electric generator in the mountains. But noooooo....I'll probably end up working in an office, with a 9-5 job wondering if I was ever meant for anything better....
*sigh*....off to bed to start another boring day in the life of me....

 

[thegreatgoombah]

whew, I have a max of like 5 minutes!

yeaaaahhh!!

I'm in english class right now.... we have five minutes before we have to go to a stupid assembly with a guest speaker on who knows what. The teachers all know what it's about, but they wont tell us what it's about.....it's a conspiracy...
crap gotta go stand by the door...hehe:banana:

 

[thegreatgoombah]

*girlish giggles*

I had tons of fun at the dance. It was a lot better than they usually are... for one, they didn't have a stupid dj with a fetish for playing the same song all night, and a lot of my friends were there, (we missed you who didn't...it really was a blast) ....hmm....gotta go pick up film....maybe I'll add onto this later...maybe I wont...

**later**
feel lucky, I've decided to honor you with more of my presence...
like I said above, the dance was great..I had lots of fun...of course, I've been walking around today in this happy mood....it's starting to make me nervous...
Kandis has been an ass all day, but what's unusual about that...?
oh, whoops, didn't mean it kandis....look at the banana, it'll make you happy....maybe...
:banana:

I love that banana. It's awsome. And the jumping one...

I really need to get a life...*sigh* mine is so.....blah....hmm.....things to make my life more interesting... I could..get my hair died, and then scream in agony as my mother ripped it all out of my head....
I could get a piercing...and scream in agony as my mother ripped it out of my head...
I could get a tattoo....and scream in agony as my mother sand papers it off of my head...
I can see where this whole 'lets spice up my life!' thing is going....
hehehe. I was supposed to clean the kitchen today, but I got out of it, and now it's not my chore anymore. That's how I know I am pretty much the master of all reality and all that encompasses it