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|Thursday, April 28th, 2005|
Haha, today rules.
Guess what today is? That's riiiiight, Take Your Child to Work Day! And guess what my mom did? Took her child to work! Yeah! I'm reportin' to y'all from Laredo Middle School ("geh-toe" pronounciation: "Lard-o"), in my mom's office in the Media Center. Or do they still call it a library here? Hm...
In any case, went to visit Mrs. Patrick, my eighth grade social studies teacher, and she roped me into helping a group out with their Congressional hearing speeches. The kids names were Devon, Jerry (short for Gerald), Greg, and George, and they were like me and my friends are now. George is actually turning fifteen in ten days, which I had to laugh at. Not only is he three grades lower than I, a fifteen year old, am, he's also about four feet tall. And he kept poking Devon, so she threatened to bite him. And at one point, she was swinging her legs and accidentally kicked Jerry, who went down. It was awesome.
I also got to check in books, which is oddly fun. And did you know that the middle school is cool enough to have PCs, whereas we've got those stupid Macs up at Smoky? Sheesh.
In other news, my bruise is very impressive and grosses out all my former teachers! Whoo!
Current Music: Jimmy Buffet on my mom's radio
|Wednesday, April 27th, 2005|
We kicked Boulder's ass.
And by this, I mean we finally managed a try well over forty minutes into the game. Still, they didn't get jack! But their hooker kicked me in the leg and I have one helluva bruise now. Ah, life.
Oh, and Highlands Ranch 24 WAS sold out. Damn it.
The past five minutes of my life:
OMFG Serenity prescreening in Denver May 5th OMG!!!!
WTF? WTF do you mean, "SOLD OUT"?!?!?!?!!? AAAAAAAH!
But wait! Message boards say call theater, maybe still tickets! Must get tickets NOOOOOOOOOOOW!
*writes down phone number for the theater, races to mom's car for cell phone*
Current Mood: ecstatic
|Tuesday, April 26th, 2005|
Is it September 30th yet?
Reason why I ask: Because the Serenity movie
trailer? FREAKING ROCKS. My God, I have to wait HOW long to see it? That's it. I am totally making all of my friends - ALL - go see Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy on Friday, as soon as possible. So they can see the BDM's trailer in all it's Western sci-fi glory. Amen.
For now, though? Sleep. 'Cause the stupid ACTs (or, as we intellimegent juniors call 'em, "ace-its") are tomorrow, starting at seven forty freakin' five. On the plus side, forty minute periods the rest of the day! Whoo! And I'm downloading the trailer on to my PDA so I can show everyone the wonders of Serenity. Not during the test, of course.
|Ehnsis! "Red Cell". ( Read more... ) Current Mood: happyCurrent Music: UPN sitcom
Turns out that all of my friends are planning to go to Homecoming next year as "goths".*
Turns out that they've been planning this since last Homecoming.
Turns out that all of them forgot to tell me until today - oh, wait, sorry, they "thought [I] was there, we're always discussing it!"
I felt like I ought to be annoyed, or hurt, or something, but in reality all I thought was "Greeeeeat. Hey, I wonder if I can find any good Cassidy fanfiction on the 'Net." (Note: I was told this as Nets and I were leaving World Religions - her to lunch, me to the library, so it wasn't quite as geeky as it sounded.)
* I am now sorely tempted to show up in furs and a battle ax.
Current Mood: Snoopy-Dancing
|Monday, April 25th, 2005|
Hm. I've possibly mentioned this before.
You know what I want to do? Sleep. Sleep lots. Of course, it's only 6.45, so if I went to bed now I'd be up a bit earlier than I need to be. Maybe I'll go get my headphones out of the car and watch my Law & Order: SVU season one DVDs. Watch some Cassidy. Love me some Cassidy. Hell, love me some Dean Winters! I'm actually going to be watching CSI: Miami's season finale for Dean Winters! It tells you a lot, that the powers of Dean Winters can overpower the Ho!caine. (SPOILER: And they're supposed to be brothers. Guess we know who got all the good genes there, eh?)
Current Mood: bored
Current Music: Entertainment Tonight. They're talking about former Friends.
Business Law! Whoo-hoo!
Check it. I got mad skillz, yo.
In Business Law today, he gave us these three worksheets to work on. Whenever someone sitting near me needed help, they'd always ask me (because I tend to give them a clear answer, whereas Mr. Henry is very much one of those "What do you think?" teachers). And he added this extra credit question - you know the question. You've got a chicken, a wolf, and a bag of grain, and you need to get them all across this river. However, you can only take one at a time, and if you leave the chicken with the wolf, the wolf will eat the chicken, and if you leave the chicken with the grain, the chicken will eat the grain. How do you get them all across?
As can be expected, the arrogant alternative types decided to "think outside the box" (as the saying goes, I will support thinking outside the box when there's more evidence that there's thinking inside of it) by coming up with ever-so-clever ideas like "Have the chicken eat the grain, and the wolf eat the chicken, and take the wolf across!" or "tie the wolf to a tree, take the grain across"... you get the idea.
So I, rolling my eyes, give the answer to those sitting near me - also known as those who just gave up when they couldn't reach a logical answer instead of coming up with "hilarious" "coooool" ideas. So the only people who are going to get extra credit in the class are me and what I've heard those rawker-antidisestablishmentarianism types refer to as "C students". Part of me really wants to just rub it in their faces that they're not as smart as they think they are, and that they've got ugly personalities to boot.
But alas, that's going to be me one day. And I usually like to keep my hypocritical views between me and the entire World Wide Web. That being said, I will slap that uppity bitch who sits caddy-corner to me if she gives me that "My god, what an idiot" look again just because I corrected her when she was helping someone out on a problem.
I hate these stupid school computers. AOL isn't loading, although it will say I've got two messages. Gee, thanks AOL! Now hold still while I get the Uzi...
|Sunday, April 24th, 2005|
|Birds and Styles
We have a bird trapped in our house.
I was lying in bed, not fully awake, and there's this wild flapping that freaks me out. Turns out, the bird flew into my room. It's currently in my dad's computer desk.
Anyway, been taking a look at the new styles coming up (http://www.livejournal.com/users/news/84868.html
). I'm liking the Flexible Squares - Black and White and Red All Over the best. Think I'll switch to that when it's available.
I give up!
There is not a single decent post-Hogwarts HP RPG anywhere! ANYWHERE!
I might just go and make my own! Unfortunately, that requires plotting, which I suck at. And all those rules and stuff to type up. Nah, I'm too lazy to make my own. But still, what I wouldn't give for one non-angsty post-Hogwarts RPG that can get its facts and spellings right.
Tied for the most irritaiting:
Victoria Frobisher, Slytherin
Zacharias Smith, evil
Current Mood: aggravated
More proof that I shouldn't stay up late.
A night of Advil-enhanced sleep does wonders for my disposition, I've decided. Because I've been taking it since Wednesday night, and I've been in a good mood since Thursday. It's slightly disturbing. Maybe it's because I take three Advil. Hm. Perhaps I'm an addict now! That would be interesting. Would I have to attend drug therapy if I was addicted to Advil? Maybe I'd have to go to the bad girl's school over by Joe's neighborhood! Ooo...
Or maybe I'll just go to bed. Or at least use these odd ramblings to fuel this fic that's bugging me to write it. Main characters are Marcus Flint, Zacharias Smith, and Colin Creevey! It's like a really bizarre Three's Company, only nothing like Three's Company! Whoo!
|Saturday, April 23rd, 2005|
Am bored. V. v. bored.
Me to my computer screen as a pop-up asks me to verify that I'm over 17 to read a FictionAlley story: "I may not be seventeen or over, but I watch Oz, so I'm pretty f***ing sure I can handle 'adult language and situations', okay?"
|Adam, you best stop with these things!
American Cities That Best Fit You:
65% San Diego
...I guess the dumbass quiz didn't get that I HATE HEAT. Jaysus. Boston it is!
Your Taste in Music:
|Country: Highest Influence|
|90's Rock: Medium Influence|
|80's Alternative: Low Influence|
|80's Pop: Low Influence|
|80's Rock: Low Influence|
|Adult Alternative: Low Influence|
|Alternative Rock: Low Influence|
|Ska: Low Influence|
. All I listened to until I was twelve was 90's rock or country!
Saturday Night is...
Kicking back in your mother's room with an Internet-connected laptop, munching on Fruit Streamers and carrots, drinking vitaminwater by the gallon, and watching an I Love the '80s episode for the year before you were born.
Hee. Wallace Langham's on 1986. He's cute. I love 'im.
I Love the '80s!
So, I'm looking for something to watch, and I turn on channel 66 (VH1). And guess what's on? I Love the '80s! 1985. Perfect! I mean, like all of my favorite things are on this episode! Like MacGyver!
Dreams and RPGs
So, I've had three dreams so far for my dream journal, and have yet to have a single one without SOME reference to a TV show. Something about that seems... pathetic. Also, in order, the main plot has been: prison/exorcism, car chase, and a long-lost brother. Yeah. I blame being raised on soap operas.
Anyway, I'm contemplating joining this one post-Hogwarts RPG. There was another one I was sort of interested in, only it committed the grave sins of A, killing a Creevey brother in the war (every. Single. Post-Hogwarts. RPG. EVER. does this), and B, didn't even spell his name right - "Collin Creeves". They also will allow Blaise Zabini's player to choose male or female (the game just started, so they SHOULD know Blaise is a guy), and put Victoria Frobisher in Slytherin. Sigh. So that one's out of the running.
Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Brandy & Mr. Whiskers
|Thursday, April 21st, 2005|
Bizarre dreams of Lee
I'm going to bed now. But first, I need to type up the dream I had last night! Because we're starting a dream journal in Psychology (technically tomorrow, but we need like 10 dreams, so I'm getting started early).
I'm, first of all, not myself. I hardly ever am in dreams. I'm at what seems to be a cross between a church, a summer camp, and a prison. We're in a lunch room of sorts that has the same sort of walls, floors, and windows as the church I went to with Kat back in middle school, but it's not a room I've ever seen there. I also get the feeling that it's on the second floor. Anyway, we're "performing" a Christmas play, and I go up and stutter my part (for some reason, my role is played out entirely while kneeling on one knee) and have to keep asking for my line from Father Mukada from Oz. Yes, really. He finally just hands me the script (it's Courier type, but I don't remember what the words were). I stutter through the part marked "Bailey" in black marker, and then keep going because I don't realise where my part ends. And then I get enthusiastic and pick up speed because I know what I'm doing! Because it's some of Logan's lines from Veronica Mars. No, I don't know why that would be in a Christmas play. Then I catch on that it's not my part, and I stop, embarassed, get up, and then give an apologetic nod to the guy (Tom Deall, actually) whose part I had been reading as he goes to the front of the room and I head back to my seat. Everyone's giving me really disapproving looks, and someone makes a snide comment to me when I sit down, so I blown up, yell something, and then end with "Jesus fucking Christ!" and storm out of the room. And everyone is extremely shocked by how sacreligious I am, because next thing I know as I'm walking down the stairs is that a bunch of priests surround me and start doing an exorcism, and then Father Mukada breaks through and rescues me.
What have I learned? Not to think so much about Veronica Mars, Oz, and religion before I go to bed. *nod*
Current Mood: amused