October 2004

I’m Stoopid

October 13, 2004 – 10:10 pm
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Today we had the PSATs. I don’t really get why we have those. Are they practice? Pre-SATs? Practice-SATs? Dunno. I felt kind of dumb during it, though. Especially on the vocabulary questions. I was like, aaaaarrrrgggg…… biiiig woooooorrrrrdsssssuh……. blarg. I really should just look up words I don’t know in books instead of just ignoring them…. but that’s. So. Haaaaard. I guess as a result, my vocabulary is kind of abdomenibable….. I mean bad. I do have trouble remembering definitions. There are a few words that I just CAN’T REMEMBER. Like “concur.” I’ve heard that word kagillions of times. EVERY. TIME. I heard it, I’m like, “huh?” What? *Goes to dictionary.com.* Right okay. It means to agree…. or something like that.

I don’t think I finished any of the PSAT sections, either. I guess that’s not that bad, though. I don’t think I finished any of the sections last year, either, and I think I still got a pretty high score. Bah. I’m such a dummy.

Maybe I’m just lazy. It’s weird, because I hardly have any classes this year. Every other day, I have two study halls. And a lunch. Every six school days, I have THREE study halls. And a lunch. That’s four free periods in a day. Still, though, I feel overwhelmed with work. Maybe even more than last year when I only have ONE study hall every six class days. I’m weird. And school’s depressing. So I’m going to make a list of things that have made me happy lately. This blog has been too depressing. So.

Things that have made me happy lately:

  • Sleepy Hollow the movie with Johnny Depp and Christina Ricci. The movie is SUPER COOL. The style is really dark and creepy. It’s really funny, too.
  • Norah Jones.
  • Martha Stewart Halloween stuff.
  • My locker. My locker this year totally ROCKS. I have three shelves in it and it’s decorated completely with pictures from movies and magazines. It also has a whiteboard, a mirror, and a little pen holder thingy.
  • Eternal Sunshine of A Spotless Mind. It’s so pretty.
  • East of Eden, the Steinbeck Centennial Edition. Oh man, this book is really, really, really sick. In a really, really, really satisfying way. The characters are so twisted and evil. It’s too cool. And the Centennial edition has good design. And it smells good. *Sniff.*
  • Harvest Spice candles from Pier 1

Don’t Stop Buying

October 11, 2004 – 6:46 pm
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A tight gripping

pinch in the stomach

spiraling into the belly

in the chest

climbing upwards in

the throat

pulling on out

of the mouth

shouting

buy buy buy buy

buy buy buy

buy buy buy buy

buy buy.

it’s not even halloween

and there’re christmas trees on sale.

pumpkins left all alone

red tags taped on their stems.

no chance to get caught up

in holiday spirit

no time to stop buying

don’t stop buying!

just don’t stop buying!

just buy

buy

buy

buy

buy

buy

buy

buy

buy

the only rest we’ll ever get

is when time stops telling us to spend

and takes our souls away instead

until then, though,

just buy.

and buy.

buy buy buy.

buy.

I’m going to be so fat when I’m old.

October 11, 2004 – 10:15 am
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I must be like, the preppiest runner ever. This morning, my I agreed to go running with my mother and my sister so we could go to Target afterwards. (Target rocks.) My running outfit consisted of the normal gym pants, but I also wore a button down shirt and a Gap sweater. Hey! I like to look presentable wherever I go!

Anyway, like two weeks ago, I went running with my sister and my mother at the same park. I was really, really bad. So bad, that in order to even get like a hundred feet behind my sister and my mother, I had to cut across the field. Yes, I suck. My mother blamed it on the fact that instead of running shoes, I was wearing clogs. Yes. That might have been it. Maybe.

Or maybe not. Today, I wore my nice, sporty, athletic New Balance sneakers and still. I sucked. A lot. Like, it’s not even funny how much I sucked. About a minute after I had started jogging really slowly, I was hunched over with a cramp. It hurt a lot. I ran a little more but basically walked the rest of the way. My mother and sister were waiting like fifteen minutes for me to finish. It’s sad.

It’s kind of scary, because when I’m really old and I lose my metabolism, I’m probably going to be super fat. My lifestyle isn’t really that active. And I do eat a lot of crap. And carbohydrates. I might become one of those people that has to be lifted by a crane out of their house when they die because they’re so fat. Ew.

Does my hair look bad this way?

October 10, 2004 – 2:46 pm
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Redhairmax

P.S. Thanks to Adam for the photoshopping! :)

I’m like, bipolar!!!

October 8, 2004 – 11:56 am
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Man, I’m deflated. I’ve been dead tired that last few days. Still am. It’s weird, because a few posts back, I was talking about being absolutely wired and insanely jittery. Now I’m absolutely pooped and insanely tired. Weird.

It’s probably all the school work I’ve put off until the last minute. Maybe my body, to fight back the stress just made me, really, really, really, really, really, really, really tired. So tired, that last night I was nearly falling asleep at SEVEN PM. That doesn’t sound right, though. Usually, when I’m really stressed out or doing insanely last minute homework, my mind gets into a sort of workoholic buzz. Not this time. Just a mind numbing, head aching, eye drooping, horrible tired drone….. or something.

I guess I was pretty okay this morning. I got up, read a little history in my bed, took a shower, ate breakfast, and got a ride to school. When I started first period, though, and my allergies started to act up, that’s when the tiredness fell right on top of me like an anvil. Splat. It was horrible because my teacher was absent and he had assigned a short story to read. In Spanish. And there were questions to answer. And an essay. And because there was a substitute, the students were talking. And the talking was driving me INSANE. So, I was dead-tired, INSANE, and was beginning to have a headache. And I had allergies.

After that horrible first period, and then a quiz in Advanced Algebra and a quiz in History, I was ready to go home. I told my friend to e-mail me the physics homework. The rest of the day besides physics was just study halls and lunch. I used the pay phone to call my parents and my mother picked me up. And now I’m at home, really, really, really, really tired. And hungry. I should get something to eat.

Home Alone V

October 5, 2004 – 3:38 pm
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This weekend, my parents decided to leave my sister and I at home while they went to Pennsylvania for some meeting my mother needed to attend. I never really thought we were one of those families. You know, the kind that has kids that are so completely emotionally detached and irritatingly reserved that they’re able to stay home alone while their parents go away for a few days. We are totally not that family. Still, I guess it had to happen some time. I mean, even we became latch-key kids.

I was up for it, mostly. I thought that if my sister could handle it, I could. I’ve always wanted to see what it was like to live alone and take care of myself. It’d be like having my own little apartment! So. My parents left Sunday afternoon leaving my sister and I behind.

The original plan was that we were going to stay home and if we got scared, we’d go over to our neighbor, Cecilia’s house. That didn’t really work out too well. When Cecilia came over to talk with my sister, I came downstairs right when Cecilia was telling my sister a scary story. I told Cecilia not to tell us scary stories since we’d be staying home alone that night. Cecilia, not really taking my gets-the-crap-freaked-out-of-him-by-anything personality seriously. She started telling me a supposedly true story about this creepy guy who’s been hanging around our neighborhood.

Just a little background about this freaky guy. One morning, my mother opened the front door to see said freaky-guy writhing around on our porch. Uhuh, yeah, weird. It SO gets worse. A few days later, my friend was telling us how the same guy (we think) walked right into his house in the middle of the night. My friend’s aunt was awoken by the guy TICKLING HER TOES. See? This stuff is FREAKY! So whatever Cecilia said, there wasn’t much doubt that it could be true.

Cecilia said that Freaky-Guy walked into her house during the day. He asked Cecilia’s mother if there were any juniors in the house. Cecilia’s mother informed Freaky-Guy that she did not have any juniors in the house, but she did have a daughter who was a freshman. Then the guy said, “No, I only want juniors. Junior boys.” This is when I really started to freak out. Yes, yes, when I look back on it, it doesn’t seem like a very believable story, but consider that 1) I’m freakishly nervous, 2) I’m freakishly gullible, and 3) it was already dark outside and it was really freaking me out!

I asked Cecilia if she was telling the truth. She said, “Yes! I swear to [f-word]ing God!” I scolded her for using those two words in the same sentence and told her not to swear unless she was absolutely telling the truth. I’m not very religious, but those kinds of things make me nervous. She then told me that she was kidding. By then I was too scared for it to matter, though. We were SO not sleeping in our own house that night.

I had my sister and Cecilia accompany me everywhere in the house while I brushed my teeth, washed my face, got changed into my pajamas, etc. I was very jumpy and I screamed a few times. See how nervous I am? I’M NERVOUS!

Anyway, I went back to Cecilia’s house to sleep on the floor next to a bed full of teenage girls who use the “F” word waaaaaaay to much. Pretty much before every adjective. It was kind of annoying.

The next morning, my sister and I woke up at like 5:20. That was fun. I really like waking up early.

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The world’s gunna end! Aaahhhh!

October 3, 2004 – 10:30 am
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It’s official. This whole terrorist thing is starting to creep me out. George Bush has totally reached his goal of scaring the crap out of me. Not only do I have mini day dreams about what would happen if Bush remains in office –it goes a little bit like 1984–, but I also just had a dream about America being attacked by terrorists! Aaaagh! Maybe it’s a sign! Or maybe Bush is sending radio signals through the night sky making us dream about America being attacked! Everybody freak out!

My dream didn’t really have a terrorist attack in it exactly. There was definitely a spooky, scared tone to the whole thing, though. It took place with me and a few friends buying stuff and talking in a local Rite Aid store. La, la, la, la, la. Suddenly. All the lights inside the building turn off. Pitch darkness. Then they flutter back on a gain. Off again. On again. I look outside and see that the same thing is happening with the rest of the street lights. Somebody points out that according to the special lights-up-where-there-are-lights-on map on the wall, every single place in america except some remote town at about 44.33 N, 111.43 W had its power shut off. [44.33 N, 111.43 W is in the north western part of the United States. I checked on my computer's World Book Atlas.] Obviously, we were under attack.

All of us, including the people who worked at the Rite Aid dashed off to hide behind the back counter containing the one hour photo lab. We all crouched, hiding behind the counter, giggling in excitement. I think we stayed there for a few minutes, then when one of us was about to go up to the front counter to get us some candy bars, the lights went back on. –Yeah, creepy.

Maybe it is a sign that there’s going to be some huge terrorist attack pretty soon! I mean, before major disastrous events in my life, I’ve had weird dreams. I think they usually occur like two weeks before the event happens…. So watch out! Aaaaagggghhhh! (Yeah, I’m paranoid.)