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I decided I would go ahead and write a blog since I have not much else to do, except a tiny bit of homework.  I guess I'll rant on about my day, and see what goes on from there.  Leave now if you couldn't care one bit about my day because I'm pretty sure this is what the main subject will be about.

Let's see.  I woke up, and I was feeling alright.  I am not too sore from soccer, which is lovely.  I got to school, talked with Raini about her dreams, and went to first period, advanced math.

gah

He had us do a test, which I have a wonderful feeling of failure with.  I didn't answer like 3 questions, and I bet they cost the most amount of points.  Fucking sweet, huh?  Oh yeah.  Around the middle of the test I also got a delicious headache.  It helped me do those story problems, yep.  So, I handed that in.  He hasn't graded them yet, but he graded the review paper, which he gave me 100% on, and I didn't even answer two questions on it.  I think he was feeling pity for me.  Or else he just entered it wrong.

So I just laid my head down on the desk, resting.  Hoping my headache would seize.  It did once 2nd period began.

In health we just worked independently on our cases.  The case I am doing is about fetal alcohol syndrome, and I have to prove the mother was negligent.  It's pretty easy.  That went on for a while.

Lunch...  There was oddly free pizza...  Forrest and Alyssa grabbed two boxes of it.  'Twas cool.  I just kinda sat there eating.  My mind was kinda blank and numb.

3rd period was okay...  We talked about Shakespeare and what we will do for our next semester.  Kinda boring, but oh well.  I don't care too much.  She rearranged our seating arrangement, and now I sit in the corner.  I am always doomed to the corner.  People forget you are there.

Band today wasn't that entertaining...  Nelson gave us a new pep band song, Walking on Sunshine.  Not too bad.  We practiced that for most the period and then packed up.  I sat out in the little hall thing, and I did homework.  Band class wasn't really too fun today.  Weird.  The really only funny thing is when Joe was continuously kicking my foot, and I kept saying "NO" every time he did...  See, boring.

Then I got home.  And I am here.    Awesome day, yeah?  No.  Not really.  It was meh.  Boring.  Math made it blah.  Oh well.  There is tomorrow...

Since it is the beginning of a new semester, I am in different classes.  I now have art and textiles and apparrel.  So far I like these classes a lot.

Art is pretty sweet.  I sit at a table with Brady, Lana, and Eamon.  We've done interesting things so far.  We scrambled our names around and colored them.  I liked that...  Then we are doing the color wheel, but we have to choose objects instead of just circles.  For my primary colors I'm having clarinets.  Secondary as saxophones.  Trumpets as the rest.  They aren't terrible drawings, but they are still icky.  Oh well.  They'd be worse if Brady didn't help me draw the saxophones and trumpets, heh.  I think I was pretty creative with my objects.

We haven't done a lot in textiles and apparel, but I sit next to Alyssa, (sometimes) Sarah, and Colton.  It's pretty fun.  Mrs. Jacko seems really cool too.

FC Soccer is pretty fun.  I like basically everyone on my team, so far.  They are pretty funny.  I think it shall be a good year.  I will be in extreme shape.  It will be awesome.  I know this because my coach, Billy, makes us do painful things.  I'm sure they won't be too bad soon enough. Well, they're not too bad when I actually do them, but the after effects are kicking my ass, haha.  I know the pain from the probably 50 lunges will go away soon enough.  I have decided that I will ban soda from my diet, except for special occasions.  And maybe the summer time.  But none for me during soccer season.  It eats your muscles.

I have recently discovered that MSN has interesting stories on it like every day...  Yahoo is really bad with stories.  They have idiot writers.  I've read some that mix up "are" and "our".  Seriously.  Yahoo has bad writers, and they don't even focus on facts a lot.  It's a lot of the time just the author's opinion.  It's often uninformative.  That is why I stick to MSN.  Yessireebob.

Well, this has been wonderful, but I can't think of much more to write about, and plus I need to go read these interesting stories.

Arrivederci!

I am tired.

I am rather tired.  I have been rather busy lately.  Busy for me anyway.  I now have painful soccer Tuesdays and Thursdays, a lot of pep band stuff, and then Disney band stuff like every Saturday for a while.  I have my new puppy now.  We decided to name it Lucy. 

My motivation for writing blogs has become a lot smaller.  Thinking of anything to write about is also dead.  But my lack of internet for a week kinda killed that all.  It's sad.

Like last week, I swear it was mainly 40 degrees outside...  Now it's like 10...  What the hell!!!  It's still kinda like January I guess...  But bleh!!

Yeah, any thought I had has died.

Bahaha!

I read an article on MSN.com about a couple that met over the internet that had their wedding in Taco Bell. They had like the little hot sauce packets that said "Will You Marry Me?" and such... The bride was also in a $15 hot pink dress. They are from "Normal", Illinois. I'm soooooooo having my wedding like that. Hahahah. WEDDING IN TACO BELL EVERYONE!

I have also just read on MSN.com that a man wants his kidney back from his soon-to-be divorced wife. Lame, right?

Now, another article! A school bus driver in Billings, Montana stopped at a liquor store while on her route. Then when she got pulled over by the police, she asked a kid to hide it for her. Apparently no kids were actually on the bus though when she made this stop. Oh, only you, Montana.

Last night I was reading about Montana and Missoula on wikipedia. Kind of interesting... But I learned that The Decemberists wrote a song called "Apology Song" that is based off in Missoula. It mentions the Orange Street Food Farm and Frenchtown Pond. It would have already been a sexy song because it's the Decemberists, but it's just cooler because it's based off Missoula and Frenchtown a little bit... hah

Also, I heard about PETA wanting Whitefish High School to rename it "Sea Kitten High School". Really, PETA? Seriously? They are making themselves look like complete idiots... Aye.

I want another dog. My mom has been looking for another one... I think my poor little dog, Marley, will get lonely once Chelsea leaves for college, as she cannot take her. I want another toy dog... And its name will be Jhonen. After Jhonen Vasquez. Boy, girl, I don't care. I just want another cute dog....

Leave me a comment about what you think the dog's name should be... I still think Jhonen would be awesome... Mmmmhm.

I'll post pictures, if I ever get a new dog...

I LOVE YOU JESUS CHRIST. JESUS CHRIST I LOVE YOU

YES I DOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

bahaha

Yeah.

Anyway.

Hmm.  I am not feeling very creative when it comes to writing tonight...  I'll just talk about weird, useless things...

Well, I joined some groups today on Facebook... I'll discuss them...

"You're 8 Years Old, You DON'T Need a Cell Phone... Or an iPod... Or Myspace"

AH GOD SO TRUE

I hate those little bastards that have cell phones and iPods.  8 year olds are just goddamn annoying on myspace.  But seriously.

I have never owned a cell phone in my life, and I have never owned an iPod.  I sometimes don't even know how to call someone on these new freakin' cell phones! I still don't know how to work iPods! And I am 15!! I feel like a damn technological-challenged old person!! I do have a crappy 4GB mp3 player that only works sometimes, however.  Bull shit!!  AAHHH

Whatever happened to just pressing the "on" button on a phone and putting in the phone number?!  It was so simple!!  Why make it so complex with these damn flip phones and touch phones and send buttons!!  What is this shit?!  Jesus Christ I am raping the exclamation marks!!!!!

Little kids shouldn't be on the internet.  They can't spell.  Then again, nobody can spell on the internet or in real life these days.  Damn.

I swear to God I was not meant to be in this generation of people...  I feel like I could be the parent of one of these people.  Or the damn grandparent...  Who knows...  

Maybe I really am 40 or 50 and don't know it...  And I have children with children somewhere in the world...  Maybe I'm some experiment the government is having and swore my "parents" to secrecy...  MY WHOLE LIFE IS A LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIE!!

*ahem*

Going on...

"1,000,000 Strong Against the Jonas Brothers","...High School Musical"..."Camp Rock"

I hate the Jonas Brothers...

Their music sucks...

So does their hair...

And Christ, they are sponsored by Disney...  Yeah, they are AWESOME

I sincerely tried to give High School Musical a chance.  I thought it was okay for a while.  THEN I SAW ZAC EFRON'S FACE EVERYWHERE.  EVERY DAMN WHERE.  I don't even understand why HSM made it into theaters...  Just to make money I'm guessing.

I didn't even bother watching Camp Rock.  I'm pretty sure if I watched it I would cry my eyes out, put them in a blender, and spread them on bread like jelly and eat them with peanut butter.  I also heard the Jonas Brothers are in it, and I heard a little of the music from it.  And it's name.  Camp "Rock".  God, fuck me.  More like "Camp I-Wish-I-Was-Rock-And-Could-Actually-Sing".

Now I just need to find a "1,000,000 Strong Against Miley Cyrus/Hannah Montana"...

Screw her...  She has soiled the name of this beautiful state in which I live in...  Have mercy on her soul.

"Stop using 'gay' to mean 'stupid'"

I really support this one...  I find it repulsive and extremely insulting if people say "That's sooo gay" or "You're so gay", even though I'm straight.  People need to quit with it...  Not only is it insulting, they just sound idiotic and ignorant themselves.

I am tired.

END WITH THIS BLOG

Hilarity

I'll just tell you about my day today.

I got up.  I was really damn tired, and I didn't want to get up.

I got ready, got on the bus, and arrived at school.

I went up to Mr. Paskey 15 minutes before class to tell him I did not understand things, and he said it was coo.  We discussed how Vall kinda helped me.  Then we discussed Vall's pi tattoo.

Math class:  Well, I did math.  We went over our worksheet a wee bit.  Sarah got a question right!  Yay!  Teehee.  I have looots of homework from that class.  Hoo-freakin'-ray, right?

Gym:  Eamon and I had a terrible day with badmitten.  The end.

Lunch:  I got lunch, remembered I had a newspaper meeting, and went there.  I have to write an article about the movie Marley and Me, and then I must help Ethan write horoscopes.  It shall be fun.  :D

English:  We went and finished our final drafts for our essays.  We also discussed about how we are going to have a food party on Thursday, which is actually going to happen.  So far I am bringing nothing.  Our theme is France.  I was thinking I'd just bake cookies and write "France" on them.  Hahah.  Nah, I'm too lazy.  :)

That smiley face is cute.  :) :) :) :) ENJOY IT

Anywho.

Band:  It was coo.  We got new music called "Addison's Way".  Pshaw.  I crossed it out and wrote "Allison's Way".  That is the true name, damn it... hah.  We packed up relatively early.  I did math.  Cayden pulled the chair out from under me.  He then put the chair on my toe and sat on it. On accident. I GUESS.  Jasmine, Brady, and I made other's go deaf by singing "I Believe in a Thing Called Love" by The Darkness.  I sang about how I hate math.  Other than that though, it was really quiet.  The boy's basketball team was gone, and so was Forrest, Cai, and Joe.  Very quiet, haha.

After skewl:  I hung out being bored with Brady, Lana, Meaghan, and Tia.  The girls and I were in the bathroom, and when Lana was in the stall Tia kicked the door open.  Hilarity.  So, we snuck into the freshman basketball game.  Well, I didn't really need to since I'm with THE BAND.  Damn, I wish that was as cool as it sounded.  Yeah, we sat around.  I played around on Lana's iPod Touch.  Made sexual innuendos at all of Lana's songs.  ATE POPCORN.  Listened to Lana, Meaghan, and Brady sing songs about menstrual cycles.  I played a little pep band.  Watched Maci run to the band when 30 seconds was left on the clock until we played, heh. Then that ended.  Eamon, Brady, and I went outside and formed a "gangsta" corner.  I don't even know... But yeah.  Brady, Eamon, and I were just standing outside, and these two girls walk by from Anaconda.  They must have been the girls' managers. They said this when they walked by:

"I'm so much prettier than you!" 

"*scoff* You're a fucking bitch!"  

The girl turns around and bitch slaps the other across the face.  

Then they walk a little bit.  

Then first girl then turns around and hugs her.  

They grab hands and skip off.  

It was like... right out of a teen drama!!!  I laughed my asssss off!!  Oh man!!  Like you don't even understand!!  I wanted to fall over and laugh until my brains came out of my eye sockets!  It also made me want to throw up on society!!

Then they kept walking back and forth, and Brady and Eamon tried to record them talking or something.  It was funny...  Eamon followed them a little bit with his cell phone recording.  Hahahahah.  The image just can't stop playing in my head...

Highlight of my entire week...

And then I went home and here I am.  Writing you this blog.

THE END

Band with bubbles

Today was interesting.

Actually, today just kinda sucked.

I really do not enjoy math.  Sometimes.  Maybe just today.  I just find it bothersome and a waste of time.  At least right now.

Gym is meh.  It's disturbing that I like gym more than math.  And English sometimes.  Really disturbing.  We played badmitton today.  Eamon and I were okay.  Cade and I were kick asssss though.  We totally brought Eamon and Victor DOOOWN! by one point

English...  It was okay today.  We had to do our second drafts for our essays today.  I did Napoleon Bonaparte.  I'm not proud of it at all.  It's really just complete crap and senseless.

Band...  That was awesome.  God, my favorite class ever.  Just unwind and play an instrument while sitting around your buddies.  Awesome?  Yes.  It often cheers me up.  Being around Abi, Brady, Jasmine, Cai, Joe, and I guess Forrest, heh.  Lovely time to just screw around when there aren't any important events coming up.  Today we just went over pep band music.  We played "Smells Like Teen Spirit" and then Mr. Nelson let Joe hook up his mp3 player to a speaker, so we listened to the actual version. Fun stuff.  We packed up with about 40 minutes to spare.  We listened to The Who for basically the rest of the period.   Hoaken (dude, no idea if I spelled that right) came in and blew bubbles...  That was saahweet.  Hahah...  Yessireebob.

Dude, I was a cute 6 year old.  Smiling for no reason, playing with my little brother, running around talking to my dad, and wearing dresses.  What the fuck happened?  It's very odd how people change over time.  And how much uglier they get on the inside and outside.  Tragic.

Meh.

Time to go take a shower.

I hope you enjoyed my useless ranting about today.

Hmm.

I am extremely tired.  I really need to start going to bed earlier.  Especially since I have goddamnfreakin' school tomorrow.  But, it always seems they play entertaining movies at 12:00 AM, thus making me stay up later to watch some, if not all, of the movie.

So...  Chelsea's birthday party...  Quite interesting.  We started out by hanging out in my kitchen eating food and talking about Pokemon...  Hah.  

We then decided we would go sledding, which was basically the purpose of the party.  We made a jump, which was never quite finished.  Garrett did a lovely jump.  We also made Garrett into a merman.  That was quite interesting...  We came inside because it became extremely cold.  

We then sat around and hung out for quite a while.  Kyle and Aspen kicked Ethan and my's ass at foosball.  Twice.  Damnation.  And then we all decided that we would go watch The O.C.

And that is when the pain began.

We didn't watch just one or two.

Nope.

I watched 8 episodes.  They watched 12.  It hurt my eyes.  Ohhh the pain.

We hooked Aspen.  Only because Adam Brody is so awesome.  Chyeah dude.

Well, that was basically the end of that.

Now I can talk about Aaron's going away party...

Besides Michaela, I was the only freshman there.  Kind of strange.  But oh well.

I walked up and downstairs a lot.  I didn't quite know what to do with myself... Hah.  I talked quite a bit with Michaela.

A lot of the time, I watched Kyle Larson and Aaron's little brother, Josh, play ping pong. That was extremely interesting and hilarious...

"I bet that hurt!"

"You would know!!"

Ah, good times, gooood times...

I played Guitar Hero World Tour a few times.  Then I felt lame.  So, I decided to not play that for a while, hah.

Towards the end, most of the high school kids gravitated upstairs, and the college people were downstairs.  I just kept walking up and down, hah.

The high school people were actually probably having more interesting conversations than everyone downstairs...  Everyone downstairs were just kinda sitting on the couch, mind-numbingly watching television. Except Larson, Josh, and occasionally Caelon and Chris, who were still playing ping pong.

Well, I should probably stop writing this because I have some homework to be finished...

tsktsktsk

"Oh, I have a long break.  I don't have to get my homework done now.  I have so much time..."

*2 weeks later*

"FUCK IT'S SUNDAY!!!!"

Story of my life...

Like O, Like H

Yep.  "Like O, Like H" by Tegan and Sara was in my dream last night.  I don't really know what the hell I was doing.  I was at home in some of the dream, at a party in some weird place, and then at school in the gym.  I remember playing soccer in the gym, and I could run forever and ever and ever.  It was awesome.  It's too bad I don't often get the same nice feeling when I run in real life.  That's probably because I'm so out of shape.  Damn.   And there were also cars and motorcycles behind this curtain in the gym that belonged to Mr. Field.  Fucked up?  Yes. But anyway.  Tegan and Sara sounds in my dream were in the party part of my dream, if I remember right... Probably not.

The parties in my dreams are just awesome.  It's too bad my actual parties in real life can't be that cool.  Because most of my music I would want to listen to isn't "party-listenin'" music.  Most idiots want shitty rap and pop.  Tsktsktsk.  I would settle for some nice indie music.  Or classic rock.  But I guess people find that hard to dance to.  Well, they're idiots.  I can dance to that stuff.  Not "dirty" dance like most of you mindless, ignorant cretins.  I don't really know how I dance.  I probaby look really retarded.  But that's okay.  People still like me.  Sometimes...

Speaking of parties, Chelsea's birthday party is today...

If anything interesting happens, I'll just write a blog about it later and talk about it after because I have to clean now...  bleh, I know