I'm so FLATTERED!

-Axel quote.
Axel rox. He's so cool he dies for you.

Today I was super hyper which was really weird considering it was the first day of school after and ice storm break.
Gym sucked. I suck a volleyball therefore gym=suck.
I got all my work done in Geometry and that made me happy then I got to complain to Evan on the way to English about how he never comes to visit me in geometry.
English was silly. I'd already finished my map project, all I have to do is rewrite my labels so Mr.Lawsomething can read them and I'll do that tomorrow.
Lunch was weird. They had paper plates in the cafeteria and that was strange. I'm curious as to why. Will we be having more paper plate lunches? Will that become the norm? Or was this a one time thing brought on by some terrible misfortune with the dishwasher?
The world wants to know.
I got From Dust Returneth . . . in Advisory from the library.
In physical science we had to review nuclear decay equations because we forgot it all over the week.
In art I finished my seal project and started on the next one. It's a boring project where you draw a flower and color it. XP That's dumb. I think I'm going to get a different flower tomorow. I want something more fun than a rose.
We read letters from a guy who went to the Alaska gold rush in Am His and Mr. McMealy got to play Vanna White with his illustrations on the board. Mr. McMealy is as good an artist as he is a poet.
I'm tired now. I'm going to go kick some Nobody butt in Final Form and hope and pray that I can beat Sephiroth someday. *sigh* Will I ever be good enough?

---All the way. We will see it coming. All the wa-ay.

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I have mah power back! YAY!
Now I'm happy.
I'm having lots of fun staring at the lights, being on the internet and listening to my stereo. I'm going to listen to Clap Your Hands Say Yeah's old one next. I wonder if Mr.S will pick their new one up?
I hope he does, but if he doesn't I have a little cash left. XDXDXDXD
I'm listening to their free promo on myspace at the moment. It rox.

Bob has found a way over my wall. Did I tell you that?
She gets into my room and wreaks havock while I sleep. Or sometime she naps on my head. She's so cute I don't care. Today she slept draped over my hip like a little furry beanbag. She gets up when I get up and follows me upstairs most days now.
Except that because of this ice storm last night was the first night I've slept in my bed for a long time. It was nice.
The ice is supposed to melt today and tomorrow, but Saturday it's going to snow again. XD We don't have school until next Monday. This has been a seven day weekend. XDXDXD
I love snow/ice days when there's power and warmth in your house. It was kind of boring without the electricity. XP
Oh, well. I got Jeffery Bützer's CD the other day. It's awesome too. I like Rabbit Catcher and all the parts of One Hundred and Sixty-Three Black Bubbles. Her Body is a Swamp is good too.
O_o

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---All of which makes me anxious sometimes unbearably so.

Karma

Okay, now I'm without power.
I'm at my grandparent's house blogging now because we lost power . . . two? days ago.
All because I laughed at Evan without any power. XP
We've been playing Killer Bunnies for the past few days. I think we lost power on . . . Saturday? Maybe Sunday. My days have been running together.
It's cold.
The world is silver today because the sun's out reflecting off the iced everything.
It's a highly photogenic day.
I made a bowling pengiun yesterday. Her name is Minerva.
I just thought I'd blog this little bit before I had to go back home to my powerless house. We do have a generator to run the pellet stove, a lamp, and the refridgerator, but it's not like I could play video games on it.
Ever since the power went out that's all I've wanted to do.

--- O_o

Icy shleeshlooshlum

Today was a werid day.

I had this dream that totally freaked me out.

It started out with me and Evan crammed in a seat on a bus together. The bus was full of people of all grades and it was so loud. At first it was just me and Evan talking and being me and Evan. We were talking and stuff. And then he started acting weird.
The bus parked in someone's huge house and we all got off, and I walked over to stand by Evan, but there was this girl from school there. She looked at me and said, "I think there's something wrong with him." I have the distinct feeling she was his girlfriend in my dream. She handed me a bag and inside it was a bunch of Evan's stuff and some weird articles. Most of them were about suicides or murders, but there was one about my dad. I put the articles back in the back and set it next to Evan. I looked up at him and said something, asked him a question or something.
He punched me in the face and I fell to the ground and he started beating the crap out of me. I don't remember anything about that part except his face. It was so scary. His mouth was twisted in a snarl and his eyes were . . . kind of glowing, but not like a dream sort of glowing. He looked like he absolutely hated me.
I was kind of half afraid of him in the back of my mind for most of the morning. He would be standing behind me and talking or something and I would be so tense. It didn't make any sense to me. I have no reason to be afraid of Evan for real, but . . .

Back to today.
Played a dumb game in PE, Marty spent most of the hour explaining the rules to us. The rules we already knew.
I just wanted to take a nap in Geometry.
We did a "vin diagram on steroids" in English about Zarov and Rainsford from The Most Dangerous Game.
I cheered up a bit at lunch. Barrek's voice gives me a headache. Oh, oh, and he also doesn't acknowledge my existence. I don't like him much, which is just fine since he's Haylee's bf.
In science we're learning about nuclear decay equations. They suck.
I gave Mr.S Mew in Art. And I drooled on my project when he was talking to me. He said it was okay. Evan laughed at me. I'm almost done with my project.
We just took notes in Am His. I ate my sucker.
In biology . . . I finished my lab report.

Then I came home and called Evan and waited for ever for his mom to pick me up while intermittently talking to a pitiful Taylor. He was sad cause he couldn't come too.
I went to Evan's. He was being a snot and using his whip crack onomatopoeia on me. You know "wi-pish."
I ate pizza. yay.
Then he watched me play Okami for a long time. I kept asking him if he wanted to play, but he said he'd just watch. So we did that until my dad came to pick me up because the ice storm was getting worse.
A lot of people are out of power now. I still have power yay and so did Evan last I checked. There's ice everywhere and it looks really cool. Evan's mailbox was iced shut.
I fell on my face. When I was going down the steps from my house, I didn't even slip, I just missed a step and fell flat on my face. Pratfalling, right? Yeah. Learned that from Smash Bros.
It was funny, my mom told me. I wished I could've seen it myself, but I had a face full of wet grass.

---Lacquer head knows but one desire. Lacquer head sets his skull on fire! . . . keep on sniffin til your brain goes pop, keep on sniffin til your brain goes pop . . .

Chinaberrytree

It's not you know we don't have time.
*sigh*

Today was okay day.
Gym sucks.
Geometry was a flurry of trying to do my geometery homework due today and my English homework due today. I finished my geometry with seconds to spare and didn't get my English done. XP
English was fun. We played and game and Evan and Kyle were in my group.
Lunch
Doughnuts
was lunch.
Advisory: I got my Geometry homework given today done.
Science: Did a really confusing lab. Mrs. Scary told Evan that Brady told her to give Evan a referal because he never got in trouble. So Evan got the bright idea to act like she had given him one. I was in on it the whole time.
When I met Brady in the hall I got to do the "Evan's got a referral" dance and tell Brady and then laugh as Evan's supposed misery escalated. Brady thought it was as great as I was pretending I did, but Evan had trouble not smiling while he was "sulking."
He kept it up through the walk to Am His and through the beginning of the hour until Brady looks at me and mouths "I think he's faking." I give him an agreeing look and he nods, taking a humoring tone with Evan.
Evan continued to pretend to mope until I looked at Evan and said, "He knows you're faking." Evan then perked right up and told Brady not to tell Sara because he was going to get her with it too. Brady took Evan's sulk to the next level and walked away, ignoring Evan's pleas and sad faces.
I was still laughing. Brady acted mad all hour, but Evan thought Brady was just acting the same way he had been. Brady said he was just mad at Evan and not me, but he left me from Am His without a word and I wasn't so sure.
Oh, well.
He'll be over it tomorrow.
In bio we have the new kid, Don, he's a junior or sophomore, I can't remember, and he's bald like Mr.S. He looks pretty cool, but he could end up being a snot, he kept looking at Evan and I all hour. (He sits right next to us.)
Evan's mindgames continued. He told Sara and Emily about his "referral" and they were like, "What happened? Oh, my god . . ."
Evan said he'd told Mrs. Scary off, but they wanted to know what he said and he kept dodging their questions because he hadn't said anything. When class started and they turned around I grinned and said, "Getting a little wrapped up in our own game, are we?" He'd been biting his bottom lip to keep from smiling when he was talking to them too, they just weren't as observant as Brady.
He told them eventually, fitting the confession in nicely with his story.
And now I 'm here.
He told me to call him at five. I called at five. No one answers.
I call his cell. It's turned off.
What's the point of having a cell phone if the only time he turns it on is when he's at home?
He's a retard.

--- You're special. You rock-rocket through me.

Smentia

Would that have anything to do with Dmentia?

School's back.

and it sux.
XP

I've been through all of Xmas break and most of the last week of shcool . . . I'm going to start spelling it like that.
Today was the first day back, but yesterday I had to be at school to go to an A. Team tournament in Richplace.
It was cool cause Brady brought an extra DS for me on the bus so Evan, Brady, and I were all pictochatting and playing Mario Kart the way up there. The pictochatting was great cause everything I drew had fangs. Evan said it got unoriginal after a while, but I thought it was cool. Cause my waffle took a bite outta his waffle.
We lost, won, lost in Richplace. The questions were hard! We hardly topped one hundred on the game we won! There was CALCULUS! NOOOOOOOOOOOO!
And then, okay, here's the real story: They said we lost the one we won! They said we lost and we didn't! The scorekeeper had no idea what she was doing and switched us and the other team around on the score sheet. It was even sighed and everything! But we eventually complained enough to the right people, got Mrs. Scary involved, and changed the score back to the way it was supposed to be.
Evan got the man in charge first to find Mrs. Scary, but first he asked the other team if they won and they were like, "Well . . . um . . . you know . . . uh . . . we're not sure . . . erm . . ."
XP

Today:
First hour changed to PE and its sucks. Marty, the gym teacher, is an idiot. He's not only an idiot, he's a bald idiot who talks to much. He's Shelden in twenty years. It's insane. My parents had him, too. He opened the class with a talk about how all people who didn't eat right and exercise were going to end up riding around on those little electric carts at Wal-Mart. It's not only PE, it's PE with an idiot teacher.
Geometery we moved seats again. Brady now sits by Ethan and Evan by Haylee and I sit by the wall and my purse. I'm in the corner alone. Which means I'll get my homework done, but it also means I'm all by myself. I'm sad.
English remains the same. Except we have a senior in our Eng 1 class which is a little odd. At least he's a cool senior one of the nice ones. We're reading The Most Dangerous Game.
Nothing exciting happened at lunch today. Brady gave me his cookie! And his chips! He made that little part of my day. I've been trying to be happy all day (that should please you, Evan), but it just doesn't work. I'm just sunny for about ten minutes and then something happens that bursts my happibubble. Moving seats, having gym, moving seats, being ignored, being yelled at, you know. And now I'm not in a good mood. I'm in a Brady mood. He gets in these sorts of moods a lot. It's a jaw clenching mood.
In science we moved seats too, but she just let you move if you wanted. I'm still where I was because I was going to move back one and sit in front of Evan, but that one girl sat her stuff down just as I stood up. Reviewing my day isn't helping this foul mood.
In Art my day got a little better. Mr.S helped. He lent me two books: Dear New Girl Or Whatever Your Name Is and Mütter Museum.
Dear New Girl is made from a bunch of notes that a teacher kept from her classroom that different artists illustrated. It's really cool. There's notes calling people freaks, talking about boy/girlfriends, arguing, it's just really interesting how the artists used the notes in their work.
Mütter Museum is a collection of photographs from the museum. It was a hospital where they kept all this weird stuff like Siamese twin fetal skeletons, arms with horns, and pictures of legs during different emotions. Some of the pictures are really gross, but some of them are really cool. The fetal skeletons look like pygmy people. They're part of the cool stuff. I imagine they wouldn't be as cool if they weren't just skeletons. Maybe it's something about them looking so friendly and happy for skeletons. Not really like an adult skeleton. They have this sort of charm to them.
Mr. McMealy asked us about what we did over Xmas vacation in class today. He said he became an Anarchist over the break and half the class cheered. He told the same story everyone's hearing right now about getting a passport, but having to have a seal on his birth certificate to get one, and getting one at the health department, but to get his birth certificate with a seal on it he had to use the drivers license he got with the birth certificate that didn't have a seal. I looked at the books Mrs.S gave me.
In biology we jumped right back into class with a review.
And now I'm here.

---But I'm jus' a do-nothin' . . .