Wednesday's post on Thursday!

Being as I was remiss on posting yesturday, I shall have to post about yesturday today! Discussion? I didn't think so. So yesturday, although I was not allowed to go to Al's, I was allowed to go to Mark's. Hmmm, can anyone say double standard? Anyway, so I was suppose to phone Mark at 11 and we would decide when I would go over from there. However, I didn't wake up until 10 30, so I was rushing around trying to get ready in half an hour (which didn't happen) because it creeps me out to phone people in my pyjamas. Particularly phoning boys in my pyjamas. It's right up there with phoning someone after you get out of the shower and all you're wearing is a towel. *shudder*. ANYWHO...enough of my paranoia. So we watched Prince and Me, and then went into the Park to see a film at the Cinema, and then had supper back at his house, so it was delightfully fun. But when I phoned my daddy at 8 to tell him I was coming home, he sounded so lonely. He was all alone, because my mommy was working, and he was lonely without me! My poor gingersnap! What ever will he do when I move away? I watched Nanny 911 last night. Those children were atrocious! They desperately needed a nanny. Well, I'm off to do some english...*mutters* stupid english...why I oughta...*shakes fist*

Sorry, no good title forthcoming

Today I laid around and watched Moulin Rouge and then went to work. Huzzah. It was incredibly boring, which means I made money for standing around. Not a bad system, really. And I'm nearly finished the book I'm currently reading, so that's always fun. Mum and dad were cleaning today, which was not fun, but I didn't do much, so it's all good! Yay!

Shopping...ick

Today I went shopping. I rather dislike shopping, but I had a gift card for the Gap which I needed to use. I bought a lovely sweater which was made in Sri Lanka *coughchildlabourcough*. And my mum just had to look around at various stores and spend about 2 hours in antique places. I hate antiqueing. Now I'm home. Woot. Oh, but I have finished revisions to my first world lit paper and it is completely done, footnotes and all! And it's only 1499 words! Huzzah!

I think I forgot..

I believe I forgot to mention that Evan had a car accident the other day. He's alright, apart from a nasty bump on the head for which he refuses to see the doctor *shakes fist*, but I'm afraid his car isn't. Poor skippy, however shall he beau his lady friend around? Well, he liked his Christmas present, which I thought was funtabulous apart from the wierd looks I got buying it, and he actually considered buying me something in a similar vein hehe. Okay, I know y'all think it's wierd. I guess we're just insanely comfortable with each other. Just wait till your birthdays....mwahahahaha! I do beleive Willis is up next...hmmmm. hehe. Guess who bought cue card and a cue card box today! That's right, I did! Now I can organize my study notes according to subject. I was really excited and started getting squeaky about it in the store, which I think embarrased daddy, but oh well. He will live. I'm not allowed to go to Alyssa's on the 29th :( *sigh*. It sucks alot. And Rabe is going to Calgary! WHOA! What shall I do without Rabe?

'Twas the Day After Christmas

I don't know about the rest of you, but I sure am glad Christmas is over. Suprise of suprises, my uncle did not, in fact, get drunk this year. Although, the innapropriate jokes were just as they always are. My family is creepy. And I wasn't able to go for the much anticipated walk because my mum wanted to leave. I think my favorite present this year was my luggage and Paris, 1919. You know, as much as I love my family, I'm kinda getting tired of just getting money every year. I know they sometimes don't know what to get me, but the 'here, have $20' kinda says 'I don't know what you want and I don't really care'. *sigh*. Oh well, at least it's finally over. Who ever thought up Christmas should be shot. I have just realized how much homework I have, and it sucks. Alot. I have to study for math, study for history, history w/s, math review and questions, world lit, poetry, and physics. yikes. I guess I better get started sometime today.

Mare's Day of Worky-ness

Mare worked today, which was alright because she worked the early shift (9-530). And Mare was priviledged enough to finally meet Myles of the Gorgeous Eyes. I think I left this out on last posty-ness, but a girl I work with, whom I shall call Betty, went on and on and on and ON about new guys Myles and his gorgeous eyes. Well, Mare met Myles of the Gorgeous Eyes today and admits that she did not, in fact, gaze deeply into them to acertain their gorgeousness. How remiss of her. Otherwise, work was fine. Then I dropt Evan's gift off at his house (but, alas, he was working) and now I'm home. I have a headache of gargantuan proportions and need to eat before I faint from hunger, so off Mare goes to feed herself full of suppery goodness!

Don't Try This At Home...

And now for an exciting episode of Marence's stupidity:
Ok, so i got home from the dentist (I'll tell you about that later) and I was looking in my medicine cabinet (for absolutely no reason at all, I was just bored) and I found some of those breath easy strip things that you put over your nose to help you breath. Well I thought, 'hmm, I've never tried one of these, maybe I'll give it a go and see if they work'. So I find my size and put it on just like in the picture. Well, apparently it's suppose to make you breath by adhesing (if that's a word) to the side of your nose and pulling in out further to 'open up your nasal passageways' (doesn't work, by the way). I felt utterly ridiculous walking around with this thing that made me look like I broke my nose and didn't do what it was supose to be doing . So I go to take this thing off, and oh my goodness! You know those biore commercials for the pore cleansing strips that you stick on your face and then pull off to take off all your blackheads? Well this is one of those feelings, only waaaayyyy less fun than it looks in the commercial. OUCH! That company should be making glue.
So, the dentist. Well, I have a something developing that could develope into a cavity, so they'll fix it later. Woot. I also get to get my wisdom teeth out in the summer. Double woot. however, I did get a nifty little bag with a new toothbrush and new floss and new toothpaste samples! YAY! I now have samples of 3 different Crest Whitening Expressions: extreme herbal mint (natural mint with herbal extracts), fresh citrus breeze (a light splash of citrus flavour), and cinnamon rush (a bold blast of cinnamon). It's quite exciting, I must say.

Par-tay at Rabe's and Fleg's

So yesturday was the super fantabulous party at Rabe & Fleg Ltd., which was full of super fantastic fun! I enjoyed myself emmesely. Aside from getting chocolate and sugar everywhere possible, of course, but even that has some goodness to it. mmmm chocolate... Tobogganin was good aside from the few bumbs and scrapes. However, my face is rather red from plowing into the ground with it, and my mum told me that my face looked (and I quote) 'pink and gross' this morning. Just what I wanted to hear after being woken up 10 minutes early after not enough sleep. My mum is seriously considering allowing me to attend Lex's NYE party, which is fabulous. Anyway, I have to go get ready to see the dentist so I can say 'look mum, no cavities!" just like I always do so I can return to my childhood...lol.

grad pics = uglyness

I got my grad pictures back today and I look UGLY. I look like a CREEPER!! It sucks alot and I'm not allowed to go for retakes. I have this stupid smile that looks like I'm on Valium or something. And the one where I'm looking off to the side looks like I'm high and watching a butterfly go by or something else crazy. AND I LOOK LIKE A CHIPMUNK!!! Honestly, it looks like I gained about 20 pounds. *sigh* Why oh why did I choose to smile like that? I'm bringing them to Rabe's tomorrow to get the final say on whether I look like a creeper or not, but I'll still think they're ugly no matter what. My hair looks stupid too. But I like the color. It looks more red than usual. Or it looks like it always does and I just don't look at my hair. Either way, I like the color.

Postastic fun

Since I know you're all just waiting with baited breath to hear how my day went on saturday and sunday, I'll tell you! I made cookies all morning, then went into town to get Evan's Chritmas present, then went to church. Churchw as boring as usual, and I messed up on the songs I played, but oh well. As its just church, no one really notices anyway. Diana's party was fun to the max. When we got home, Rabe and I talked for awhile and then went to sleep, which was delightful. When we got up, I said hi to Will, but he didn't like me. :( it was sad. Work was stupid. There's this new guy Allen, and he is THE most pompous, pretentious, prat that ever lived! (how's that for alliteration?!) I dislike him immensely and will strangle him with his hairnet if he tells me about my name in Spanish one more time, or tries to show me how to do something I already know how to do extremely well as I've worked there for longer than he has! GRRRRRRRRR!!! Kelly, the other new person I worked with, is really nice. I like working with her. I would have liked work last night if it weren't for Allen. Isn't that sad how one person can ruin my day? Oh well. I went home and ate a great deal of food and blogged and slept, which made me feel better. Plus, today is a monday, and I'm not at school! YAY!! Oh, theb has updated for those who don't know. Yay for Theb!

Astronomers say the universe is finite, which is a comforting thought for those people who can't remember where they leave things. -- Unknown
This is a very comforting thought. I always misplace things, although I think it all ends up on my floor anyway.

As stolen from Willis (as stolen from Jess as stolen from Erin)

Twelve good books:
1. Mansfield Park -Jane Austen
2. The Eagle has Landed - Jack Higgins
3. Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix- by J.K. Rowling (<- Mare does not agree and wishes to voice her displeasure at such a stupid book!) Great Expectations - Charles Dickens
4. Little Women - Alcott
5. Pride and Prejudice - Austen
6. Dragonlance (in general)
7. Hornet Flight - can't remember
8. Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban - Rowling
9. Emma - Austen
10. And Then There Were None- by Agatha Christie (a.k.a. Mary Westamcott) Mare agrees with Willis
11. Eagle Flight - Higgins
12. Any Jeffery Deaver book

Eleven good bands/artists/pieces of music:
1. Whiskey Lullaby - Alisson Kraus and Brad Paisley
2. Holy Water - Big & Rich
3. Don't Wanna Miss a Thing - Aerosmith
4. Hungarian Rhapsody - Listz
5. Mississippi - Train
6. Feuer Frei - Rammstein
7. anything Bing Crosby
8. Unchained Melody- by the Righteous Brothers Mare agrees with Willis alot
9. anything Glen Miller
10. The Way You Look Tonight - Sinatra (?)
11. anything Nat King Cole

Ten things you want to do in your life:
1. Travel extensively (encompassing England, Ireland, Germany, Italy, Egypt, Australia, and Denmark)
2. Leave Fort Saskatchewan
3. finally not be afraid to be myself
4. succeed at something
5. have an extensive library
6. be happy with who I am instead of focusing on who I'm not
7. Do something exciting like skydiving or hangliding
8. Get married , have a bunch of kids and live happily ever after (just like in Disney)
9. try something new every day
10. Retire to tahiti (ok, maybe not tahiti, but somewhere warm)

Nine things you really like:
1. sleeping
2. being with the people I love
3. Chocolate mare agrees ALOT
4. sleeping
5. sitting in the sun and doing nothing
6. sleeping
7. doing well and making my daddy happy
8.laying on the couch with someone while watching a good movie (that's right rabe, snuggeling!)
9. did I mention sleeping?

Eight things that upset you
1. Failing at anything Mare majorly agrees and will go a little further to say failing her daddy especially
2. when other people are sad or depressed and I can't do anything to help because I never know what to say or do
3. making other people feel bad
4. pressure to do well and be perfect
5. doing loads of work and then getting a crappy mark
6. I know that I am fine the way I am yet still finding fault with myself no matter what
7. bigoted, racist, white supremast, ignorant asses who think they know everything...(wonder who that could be?)
8. Death and everything it entails

Seven things you do daily:
1. Brush my teeth no way, me too!
2. stress about something
3. fight with my parents
4. analyze myself
5. wear clothing (I'm running out of stuff)
6. think about stuff
7. complain

Six memories:
1. every single time I've missed the bus (I'm so strange and paranoid about that)
2. Fun times in Whitecourt (unfortunately lol)
3. all the times we've all gotten together (DAMRAM!!!)
4. getting my heart broken
5. everytime I've been told someone I knew died
6. the cabin (man voice perfection!)

Five things about which you thought today:
1. OMG shut up! just because I work with you doesn't mean you have to tell me your life story!
2. sleeping
3. I want to go home
4. just because I'm in the service industry doesn't mean you can treat me like I'm beneath you!
5. I WANT TO GO HOME NOW!!!

Four things you like about yourself:
1.
2.
3.
4. I'm nearly finished school, ergo I can move out soon

Three things you don't like about yourself:
1. the way I look
2. the way I treat myself
3. the way I act sometimes

Two people in whom you confide the most:
1. Evan
2. Rabe

One thing that you want but don't have:
1. siblings

NO MORE SCHOOL!!

Huzzah and hooray! No more school for two weeks = sleep and fun = a happy Mare! And Mare likes being happy. So today wasn't as bad as I expected. WWII is always interesting, so History was good, plus we got candy. English I studied/zoned out into nothingness/ listened to Mark and Blair argue about computer programs, plus Mrs Williams didn't teach AND she gave us candy, so English was also good. Lunch was full of studying-ness and eating poppy-seed muffin-ness. Bio wasn't as bad as I though it would be...I think (and candy-ness). I hope I did well, because I really have to pull up my mark. Chem was terrible, but we got candy. I could hear Mr Lam's class loud and clear through the thin walls (yet again) and was very distracted (yet again). I just can't block it out when I'm trying to think. And then DEDECORATION was fun, and h.ro gave us more candy which I always enjoy. And then....STEEPS! Didn't have quite as creepy music on today, although the people kept giving us weird looks. And then we went shopping, which I dislike immensely, but it was ok. I got Mark's present and my secret santa present (YAY). Now I just need to get Evan's present and I'll be good to go. Then I had supper at Rabe's (which was delightful and tasty) and then picked up Clare for choir. 2 hours of singing kinda makes my throat scratchy, but oh well. At least practise went fairly well (I goofed on my songs). And then home sweet home! Actually, home is less than sweet due to us all getting in a big fight again, but what else is new? Suffice to say I am rather displeased, and mum and dad are less than happy. *sigh* One day, we will actually go without fighting and I will die of shock. Anywho, I am superlatively glad that we have no school in the near future and intend to celebrate by sleeping and making cookies tomorrow. Superlative!

1 More Day of Hell Left to Go!

That's right, just one more day of Hell left to go and then SLEEP!!! I can't wait. So today was meh. I was running late due to the fact that I descovered I had no clean pants, which meant I had to find a skirt and shave. I hate shaving! Being a girl sucks. Anyway, I finially got myself together and got to school (after freezing because of aforementioned skirt). ToK was aight. The presentations were fairly good, but long. I don't think ours was that long, but then again I wasn't listening to us, so it probably seemed a lot longer to everyone else. Math was ok. I didn't get called on, which was nice. Lunch was ok. I went down to the caf and thence to the library with Mark. Spare was delightful. I read a magazine, attempted to study, and attempted a nap, but couldn't due to the amount of noise people were making. I'm very proud of my physics notes guys! They aren't as delightful as Clare's, but they're still pretty darn delightful if I do say so myself! And card games and pictionary were fun. I was feeling very abandoned after school because Rabe was Rabing Clare and herself home, and my significant other didn't show up at my locker. However, I felt slightly less abandoned as aforementioned significant other met me outside and I was escorted across the parking lot. The kids on the bus were absolutely horrible today! One kid, whom we shall call Joe, allegedly threw a snowball at onther kid, whom we shall call Fred. Now Fred got extremely angry and started holler about how Joe had no right to throw a snowball at him, and a long string of expletitives. Now Joe had the bright idea of defending himself by saying that if he hadn't of thrown the snowball at Fred, someone else would have, he just got there first. Oh boy, did Fred explode! After another long stream of expletitives, he stormed off the bus and made it to the stop light before another kid, whom we shall call Bill (aka: TB boy) caught up with him. Bill managed to convince Fred to get back on the bus and, once on, Fred began to cry. And not just normal crying, but full out wailing. You know, like when a two year old falls over and bangs his head? Well, just like that. After some more expletitives and crying, Fred finally decided to be quiet (about 3/4 of the way to the fort). Fred, I might add, looks to be about 12 years old. *sigh* I hate the bus. Mark is a real IB kid now guys! He went to bed at 4 AM! Oh, the life of IB students. Speaking of going to bed, I better go get some caffiene so I can go study!

Ugh

Well, today just redefined crappy. When I went out to the bus this morning, my cats had decided to be thoughtful and leave half of a mouse on my doorstep for me, which was disgusting. History was pretty good though, and I learned quite a bit. H.ro's muttering about steel and having to use graphite was odd, but hey, whatever floats his boat. English was stupid and pointless (suprise suprise). I finished off Harry Potter and the Order of the Pheonix, which made me cry because it's sad. That was somewhat embarassing, but oh well. It was an emotional ending! Then I had a bit of a tiff with Mark, which was not good. See, (oh theb, I'm using your word!) he said Evan was a little bastard for ruining his words, and even though I knew he was joking I got offended by it. I shouldn't have but I did. And then I got somewhat angry and recieved a lovely case of frostbite in return. And then I had to go apologize for over-reacting. *sigh* You would think I would learn. Anyway, that totally sucked. Bio was not all that fun. Granted there were no notes involved, and for some reason, Clare and I laughed for like five minutes over Rabe saying 'arse', but still sucky class. Chem was very boring. Although, I did "go to the washroom" (aka: went for a walk to the caf with Mark). And then I got to ride home on the bus (woot) which is full of devil spawn. I watched ANTP, and I'm kinda glad about the outcome. I dunno, I haven't really been following all that closely. Anywho, I better go do some homework.

Even Crappier

Today trumps yesturday for crappiness. I had to sit behind the worlds biggest prat on the bus. I hate that kid. I think our ToK presentation went ok, but I'm not sure.I would like everyone to take note that I said 'dictionary' correctly (woot). I talked waaaaaaaaayyyyy too much during discussion. I don't know why, but I suppose I was in a talkative mood or something. Or perhpas someone slipped me a mickey. Either way, too much talking. Math was stupid. I accidentally ripped my notes which sucks because now I have to redo them. And, of course, randyhere asked me questions which I was unable to answer. I'm sure I came off looking incredibly stupid. Lunch was ok. Grad COMEG didn't last as long as usual so Willis, kk, Rabe and I went for a field trip of fun-ness, which was delightful. Spare was aight as I read Harry Potter the whole time. Physics was horrible. That test was soooo bad. I failed. *sigh*. I've gotten quite good at failing actually. I am quite the failure. And I missed the Yearbook meeting because I had a Dr appt, which was stupid. And now I have way too much homework that I don't want to do. I HATE IB AND I HATE HOMEWORK AND I HATE SCHOOL AND EVERYTHING TO DO WITH THE AFOREMENTIONED THREE THINGS.

M is for Moronic...and Monday

I don't know how many times I have said this, but I hate Mondays. Oh, excuse me, I dislike Mondays immensely because it's impolite to hate them. Today was another fabulous specimen of a Monday. I got up this morning and came upstairs to get breakfast (like I do every single morning) and was greeted with "there she is!". Was I missing? Was someone looking for me? Was I playing peek-a-boo? This really irritated me. I don't know why, but it did. I get very easily irritated in the mornings before breakfast. Actually, whenever I'm low on sugar I get irritable. Anywho, I got to school and put my stuff up in h.ro (as Rabe says, or rather, types) room (as per usual). H.ro said good morning (as per usual) but he also accompanied his 'good morning' with a smile. Now, the only times I have ever seen him smile were during pst conferece and when I asked him a question at lunch once, so that was rather odd. I guess he guessed right off that we were responsible for the decorating. I hope he liked it and wasn't just being nice about it. History was aight, but I wasn't feeling well and just couldn't focus, so I have practically no side notes, which sucks. I usually have quite a few, but I'll just read from the text. English we were extremely unprepared for the english oral today. However, I thought we did a delightful job, considering we basically winged the whole thing. Bio was stupid, chem was confuzing. That about sums up the day!

Babysitting and Cookies

Now, because I just know you are all dying to know how babysitting went last night, I'll give you the details. Apparently Cheyenne (Who I'm going to call Jill because it's easier to type) was waiting since 5 o'clock for me to arrive (at 7 30), which is kind of cute but makes me feel bad because I haven't been the nicest person to her. It all has to do with when we were little and her taking over my mum and stuff. You know, childish jelously feelings established a long time ago that never really got better. Anywho, CJ was in bed, so Jill and I put together a Harry Potter puzzel for awhile and then watched some tv and played with the cat before I sent her to at least lie in bed at 10 pm (didn't actually make her turn out the light until 11, aren't I nice?). However, CJ woke up like 5 times. Now, I like babies, and I consider myself a fairly good person to take care of them, but how the heck am I suppose to figure out how to move the railing on the crib?! It's impossible! I had to get Jill to show me! Gah. Anyway, I just had to quiet her down and put her back in (and then run back because I forgot to put the stupid railing back up twice). And then I got to go home at 11 30! YAY! Anyway, that was babysitting.
Now on to the cookies portion of this post. What kind of cookies do you all like? I'm making them for D's, and I haven't quite decided on which kinds I'm making. I was thinking gingersnaps, pretzel cookies, peanut butter cookies, and possibly sugar cookies. Any suggestions? Oh and one more thing to bother you about before I go, how do you pronounce scenario? sin-ahr-ee-oh or sin-air-ee-oh?

Saturday

So today was aight. Well, apart from my being sick. I am now drinking hot water with lemon juice in it (in essence, basically hot lemon juice) which tastes...well, not good. But it helps. Anyway, I was rudely awoken this morning at 7 30 AM by the stupid phone! I let the answering machine answer and then got up to find myself abandoned. Well, my mom was at work, but my dad abandoned me and I didn't know where he was! And I called my mummy, but she didn't know where he was, and I felt so abandoned! :( Poor Mare all alone. But when I was going into Rachel's, I passed daddy's work and saw his truck, so that was good. At Rabe's, Clare, Rabe and I did our ToK presentation. We didn't finish by the time I had to leave, though. And tonight I have to babysit. Woot.

Friday = End of Week of Suckage

I am very glad that the week is over, because it's been terrible. And I'm sick! Ugh. I hate colds, but I guess I should be proud of my immune system for mounting such an adequate defence...lol. Yesturday was ok, I suppose. My mother gave me permission to go tobogganing with Mark and his friends, so I went to school all happy. ToK was aight, I didn't fail math, so that was all good. But Mark informed me that we were going sledding in Edmonton. Big uh-oh. So I call my mum and, as expected, I am no longer allowed to go sledding. *sigh*. If that wasn't sucky enough, when I told Mark he seemed to get rather annoyed at me. See, in his opinion, I just shouldn't have told my mum we were going into Edmonton. But I consider that lying, because omission is just as good as lying which I try not to do to my parents. So, now he is annoyed at me. During lunch Willis, Rabe, and I went on an excursion, which was fun. Spare was enjoyable as all I did was read Harry Potter. Physics was aight. Operation Decoration/Jolly it up/Brown Knitted was tons of fun. I think we all did a great job, and if he doesn't like it, well at least we had fun. Then the mix up with mc's mum, which was no one's fault, just one of those things. Then I ended up going to mc's for dinner where we had delicious chicken curry and then to choir. And then home where I slept. Mmmm, sleeping. And that was Friday!

another boring day

So today was another boring day of school. Woot. History was good because I like history, English was less than fascinating (however as we did groupwork it was aight), bio was dreadfully dull, chem was dull also. That bio 'movie', if it can be called so (more like a low budget production) was sooooo dull. I nearly fell asleep sitting up, and I do believe Nick did. At lunch I helped sell tickets (well, somewhat anyway). This dude (hereafter to be referred to as 'Fred') came up and asked for a guest ticket, which we weren't selling today. We nicely explained to Fred that we couldn't and we were sorry, but we had orders from the high and mighty administration. Then Mr Fisk comes and is all "SELL THIS BOY ANOTHER TICKET OR ELSE!" and we had to. So I've decided if we get into trouble, it is all Mr Fisk's fault. So there! OC is on tonight, as is Apprentice!

Water Molecules!

Last time on Water Molecules Gone Wild, Admiral Sacha dismissed Mac (and after all that waiting on the phone!) and the water molecules problem. Our always resourceful Sally however, had a solution. She went off to, once again, contact Wiersy, whilest Mac was sent back to Sally's house to water her desperatly dry plant. Will Sally be able to contact Wiersy? Will the plants get water? Tune in to find out...
The phone rang at the Pentagon. "You've reached the Pentagon," a recorded voice announced cheerfully. " If you would like to report a UFO siting, press one. To speak with Captain Samuel's office, press two. To speak with..." Sally entered her secret code to ring Wiersy's private line.
"Wiersy here," Wiersy spoke curtly.
"Hey Wiersy!" Sally greeted the Vice Admiral. "This is Forsythe. We need to meet."
"All right," Wiersy agreed, "But this better be important."
"Oh, it is," Sally assured her. "How about the abandoned warehouse on Dock 7?"
"I'll be there in an hour," Wiersy confirmed.
Sally hung up and raced down to the warehouse, leaving the door unlocked for Mac so that he could water her plants.
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Mac's quick, purposeful stride soon brought him to Sally's 7th floor walk-up. Taking the stairs three at a time, he leapt up to Sally's floor as quick as he could, hoping to catch her before she left. Sadly, Mac's hopes were dissapointed as Sally had already entered the elevator. Sighing, mac contented himself with the thought that he was in her apartment and undertaking the dangerous mission of water her plants. Placing the report on black holes in a drawer so it wouldn't get wet (he just had to bring it along in case he had a chance to peruse it) Mac set to work sneaking up on the watering can.
Three hours later, after a concentrated effort, Mac was able to neutralize the watering can and water Sally's plants with heavy water (which, as we all know, doesn't go as wild as regular water). That done, Mac removed the black holes report from the drawer and settled down on the couch for a good read.
Back at Dock 7, a two meter tall man was leaning agianst a lampost across the street from the abandoned warehouse as Sally cautiously approached. The man was wearing a bulky trenchcoat and a hat strategically dipped below one eye, and a scarf of apricot colored flannel.
"Broemling? What?! Why are you wearing that awful scarf?" Sally addressed the conspicuous figure.
The two meter tall man straightened up. "Randyhere," he corrected, "and remember that I am only here for reinforcement. Do not inform Wiersy of my presence."
"With that aweful scarf she'll probably notice you anyway." Sally said, grimacing.
"Is it really that bad? My wife bought it for me..." Randyhere replied, eyeing the flannel critically. "Oh and before you go, I must inform you that my organization, you know, the Mathematics Society for Control of Uncommon Instances of Non-Real Events, has given me the authority to unleash our most secret device in order to force Wiersy to co-operate if neccessary."
How is Mac's report coming along? Will Wiersy show up at the warehouse? And what is the most secret device of the MSCUINRE? Tune it next week to find out...

yearbooking

Today was yearbooking, which was aight except that I was tired and couldn't concentrate. Not that we did much anyway, but oh well. Beth, Diana (oh to Oxford comma, or not to Oxford comma, that is the question) and I had a lovely chat. I can't quite recall about what we conversed, but I do remember taboo, gynocologists, and the non-complexity of boys were each discussed in turn. Mum picked me up and we went home where I ate a whole bunch and attempted to study whilest I watched About a Boy (smashing film by the way). Sorry if I sound funny, but now I've got Hugh Grant's mannerisms in my head from watching the film. Don't you hate that? As soon as I finish watching something, I have the characters's mannerisms stuck in my head for half an hour and can't get them out. It's really very odd. Anyways, I ought to get back to studying. I refuse to be up any later than 10 tonight, so there! Take that IB and stick it where the sun don't shine!

Monday, how I do I hate thee? Let me count the ways...

While I dislike Mondays in general, today wasn't all that bad. ToK was quite interesting, even though Clare and Rabe weren't there with whom to have fun (did that make sense Willis?). Math wasn't all that bad either, even though Mr Broemling did pick on me. Theb and I spent some quality time together during lunch (*tear*) which was delightful. Spare was full of homework, and physics was full of lack of homework. Hmm, strange how that works out. New kid on bus insisted on talking to me again, even though he could clearly see that I was desperately trying to read Eats, Shoots & Leaves (thanks Willis!), which is so far fantabulous. Who though learning could be so enjoyable? I tried to be polite, and he eventually got the hint (half-way home) and decided to read the article about his football team in the paper. Supper was good (left-overs from last night's dinner with Mark and co.) Now, off to studying. I promise I will get a new WMGW up soon!

HAND HOLDING TENSION!

Today was a fairly good day. In fact, I'd say it was a flat out good day. I got up at 8 and watched the remainder of Van Helsing, which I started last night. It's a really good movie which I wouldn't actually mind owning myself. Lots of shooting and Dracula, and Dracula's spawn and all. It was delightful. Then I showered (that's right Rabe, I was CLEAN!) and helped mum tidy the house a bit. I then read some of my book (which is absolutely thrilling) until it was time to go pick up Mark. When we were at Mark's Bracken and Bear and Rusty had a conspiracy and knocked me on my butt on the doorstep. However, as they are all cute puppies, I forgive them and like them just the same :) . We put up the Christmas tree today. I absolutely covered it in tinsel (or 'tinsel bits' as Mark refers to them as). It's still ugly though seeing as it's fake and short and all. We watched POA (which is full of hand-holding tension and WINSTONING on Hermione's part) until his parental units came out for dinner, which was lovely. And then they went home and I made a heroic effort to begin my chem lab and discovered that I can't do it because I don't have some crucial information. So I did some history w/s instead.

You know, I have realized that I have been rather pessimistic lately towards school and whatnot. I need to be more optomistic about these things, that way maybe I'll be inpired to work harder on them and get good marks. From here on in, I have decided that I like school, particularly math, physics and chemistry, and delight in doing my homework. I also enjoy and delight it tinsel and crunchy apples.

"A friend is one who knows you and loves you just the same." - Elbert Hubbard
How true that is. You know, I think that if people knew half the things that I've done or said or regretted, they would really look at me in a different light. Good thing they don't. lol.

Saturday of Laziness

So far today, I have accomplished very little. I did some poetry, looked over ToK stuff, and watched all 5 hours of Pride and Prejudice. And not just any Pride and Prejudice, the one with Colin Firth. Because, as we all know, Colin Firth = superb actor + fanatabulous Mr Darcy. Theb, I am very jelous that you have P&P on DVD! I have to go to church soon, which sucks, but oh well I suppose. Then I'm going to my cousin's house where I will attempt to do my homework. Tomorrow is more homework and decorating the Christmas tree. In my opinion, it is much too early to decorate the tree. And it's such a pathetic, fake, 6 1/2 foot tree. *sigh* Does anyone know when the physics lab is due? Well, I am off to dress for church as I really don't think Fr Stan would appreciate nor condone wearing my pyjamas (puh-JAH-mahz) to church.

"Cogito cogito, ergo cogito sum" (I think that I think, therefore I think that I am) - Ambrose Bierce, The Devil's Dictionary

Friday = Chem test

Today was aight I guess. After having had 3 hours of sleep and 2 cups of coffee, I arrived at school rather buzzed. Personally, I prefer buzzed to zombie, but that's just me. Another cup of coffee and History. I really liked History today. It was pretty interesting. Then, another cup of coffee and English, which wasn't as painful as usual. Mr O'Donnel has a lovely accent that I wish I had and does not try to interpret poems by picking his favorite word and declaring it a symbol, which I must say is a large step up from usual. Another cup of coffee and lunch was delightful. I like Egyptian war, even if I can't slap. Bio was better than usual because we got to talk all class. Unfortunately. I ran out of coffee half-way through, so I was starting to get tired come Chem test time. I know I definitely got some stuff wrong, but all in all I think I did ok. Bus was actually ok tonight, as I started a new Jeffrey Deaver book today, which is awesome so far. Then I came home, ate some din, called Rabe and here I am! With a major headache from caffiene withdrawal. Sigh. 5 cups of coffee is definetely too much. Next time, I'm sticking to sugar. Well, I'm off to go to my hot date with Weimar Germany, ttyl!

Thursday of Blahness

I don't know about these thursdays anymore. They are just the same as the rest of the week. Shall we recap today? Yes let's: Tok - boring and sleep-inducing, Math - not all that bad because it was a work period and (shocker of shockers) I actually understood the majority of questions I did, lunch - I sold dance tickets, spare - read my book, Physics - took fantabulous notes (if I do say so myself, and I do) and did the lab. So all in all, a blah day; not quite crappy enough for a crappy day, not good enough for a good day. I'm a little worried about this ToK thing as I have absolutely no idea what I'm doing. I hope one of you ladies know how to run powerpoint, because I don't remember much. I have the general idea, but the details are a little hazy. I'm also kind of worried for this chem quiz tomorrow. He tends to test on the things that he didn't teach us, but thinks we picked up by ESP (or ESPN for Willis!). *sigh* At least tomorrow is Friday. And the OC is on tonight, which should be fun. You know, I think we should construct a time machine and go back in time to when whats-his-face (that Thomas or Thompson dude from physics) decided to ask questions about electrons and protons. Then we can bonk him on the head so he forgets his question, and viola! No more physics! What do you think? If that fails, Rabe and I can still go backpacking across Europe as bar wenches, along with whoever else wants to come (but you have to be a bar wench also!). I personally think this idea has merit. Well, I want to finish a chapter in my book and do some homework before OC, so chek ya lata! (Now was that gangsta Rabe or was the gangsta?) Peace out! (lol, I'm such a fool!)

Well that was embarassing

I have now embarrased myself sufficiently for today. Daddy asked me a question (I can't remember what) and I started yelling about how I'm tired and didn't study enough last night and should have stayed up to study more and how I don't think I did well on the test and how stupid mrs williams and english is and how boring bio is and how stupid I am at chem. And then I started crying. And to top it off, daddy started laughing at me and said 'there there' rather patronizingly. However, I do feel slightly better now. *sigh* I hate stress.

Early Out

Howdy everyone! So today wasn't all that bad. It didn't start out good, but it ended well. This morning I was super tired and stressed from studying for History plus all our other homework, so I guess I wasn't in a super fantabulous mood. Mark is of the opinion that I'm grouchy. I suppose I am though, but I'm trying not to be. After the exam, I felt slightly less stressed. But not much as I was freaking out about how bad I did. I seriously felt like I was about to start hyperventilating any minute. English was stupid, as it always is. I hate Mrs Williams's take on every single poem. I am of the opinion that she just picks her favorite word and makes some things up about it. I was supposed to do homework at lunch, but I really couldn't handle it, so I didn't. Biology was boring. Mrs Wiersma's notes annoy me. I can't tell where the heck her headings and subheadings are, and the different colors and bad punctuation annoy me. *sigh* Chem was actually fun. Rachel and my lab was HOTT. Even if we were mentally incapitated by the end lol. RAABE! The bus ride home was boring, but as there wasn't anyone home when I got here, I was happy. Gilmore Girls and The Apprentice are on tonight! YAY! You know I was just thinking (which I occasionaly do) about something Cedar remarked on to me today. Now I know she didn't mean anything by it, and it doesn't bother me that much, but I'm kinda curious now. She told me she didn't expect Mark and I to "last as long as we have". Do poeple speculate on the length of other people's relationships? I know I sure don't, but then again I am oblivious to alot of things. I realize the 'typical' highschool relationship last like, two seconds, but honestly, there are many of us that go in for a long-term thing. Well, in my opinion anyway. I dunno, maybe I'm just being overly sensitive to the comment (as I seem to have been all week). Maybe I'm just thinking too much and should stop before I hurt myself...

Grr Alot

Today was iffy. I really didn't want to get out of bed, but I had to shut my alarm off, or I would have gotten into trouble for making too much noise. ToK was soooo boring. I had to keep moving around so I wouldn't fall asleep. And what was with Blake? Did he fall asleep and fall out of his chair or what? Math was actually aight. Other than getting picked on again. That, as always, sucks because I can't think that quickly and I get embarassed. But really, I think I'm rather used to being a dissapointment. Lunch was...what did I do?...Oh yeah, grad committee today. It was quite pointless. I don't know why I bother. I guess I am still clinging to the delusion that I may, perhaps, be useful sometime or other. I recopied notes is spare, joy of joys. Physics was a waste of time as we had to wait most of the class for the stupid machine. Yearbook was aight. Theb is not a cow. She is a delightful person! We basically did no work though. I ended up not being able to get a TAL card due to it's my mum's library card and I'm not allowed to use it. Stupid front desk lady...*grumble* And I was only able to pick up my mum's Christmas gift, so the rest of shopping was a waste of time. Where does one find boxers? (fun ones) As I don't routinely shop for male undergarments, I seem to be in a pickle. I had KD for dinner (ick!) and watched the Rebel Billionaire whilest I ate. Now I'm here. I know I have to go study, but I really really really really don't want to. *sigh* Willis, can you just transplant your brain into me for History tomorrow? Well, I suppose I ought to go do homework...woot (that was a sarcastic woot).

How many can there be?

Is it possible that this is another week of crap? I mean really, how many can there be? Perhaps this is a previous week of crap reincarnated. I'm sorry for my negativity, as I'm aware that I'm not enjoyable to be around when I'm negative, but I really didn't have a very good day. *sigh* And I'm sorry for being snappy. I didn't mean to be, and I was trying not to be, but somehow I always ended up saying things not nicely. I'm trying to be positive about school, but I'm starting to like it less and less. In fact, its getting to the point where I lay in bed and think about not going to school every morning. This is bad for me as I used to like school. In fact, I used to look forward to school. It's kind of sad really. I found my mother particularly annoying today. I know I shouldn't, but I can't help it. She just irritates me to no end. She's so paranoid. Today was a classic example. I mentioned about Diana's christmas party. Her immediate response was that she thinks it would be better if dad drove me because there are more drunk drivers out near christmas. I really don't follow this logic. My driving or not driving neither increases nor decreases the amount of drunk drivers. It also neither increases nor decreases the risk of being hit by aforementioned drunk drivers. And when I pointed this out, she got annoyed and said that wan't the point. Well what is the point?! I realize this is stupid and it shouldn't annoy me, but it does. I feel so irritated lately. I have no idea why, but I do. AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHh I feel like I'm going crazy. Honestly and certifiably mental. Barmy, bonkers, batty, cracked, daft, deranged, haywire, maniacal, mental, nutty, psycho, unbalanced, unglued, unhinged, AND (for all you IBers) mentally incompetent!

Monday = Rant day

Monday has an 'n' in it, as does rant, ergo monday is rant day. Today's rant is because I'm severely annoyed. Not just annoyed, angry. I mean that stage of angry where a muscle in my cheek is twitching because I'm clenching my jaw so hard (which is basically my only stage of angry). Some people (and by people I mean my parents) seem to be under the stupid delusion that guys and girls can never be 'just friends' because something will invariably happen to place them in a relationship. THIS IS NOT TRUE. If it were, boy would I be in trouble. And I'm sick and tired of my parents trying to tell me that I'm going to be dating Evan in the near future, when clearly I am not! Point A: we both have significant others that we love and are not going to break up with in the near foreseeable future. Point B: even if there were no significant others, we are FRIENDS. That's it, just friends. That is how I think of him. Why is it hard to grasp the fact that it IS, in fact, possible for a guy and a girl to have a completely platonic relationship? WHY?!? Grrr! Ok, big breath in, big breath out. Whew. Ok, I'm calm now, sorry bout that, just had to get it off my chest.

La la la, I'm not listening!

My homework is calling, but I'M NOT LISTENING! LALALALALA! In other news, Friday was a complete waste of time and energy. I was shopping in Edmonton from 8 30 until 2 30 ish, came home, went back into the fort for a few hours to do more shopping and go to my grandmas. Urg. Not only do I hate shopping, but I didn't even buy ANYTHING!!!!!! Another good reason for disliking Christmas. *sigh*. Today was slightly better. My dad was supposed to wake me up, but didn't. Consequently, I was an hour late picking up Evan. We had fun, tried to fix my msn but couldn't and watched Treasure Planet (a carbon based lifeform come to save me! I wanna hug you and squeeze you and hold you close to me!). Then we decided to leave early to go chill at his house with Brandon and Brandon's gf, and when I asked my dad I got a lecture about how I've been neglecting my homework lately and he's concerned at seeing it take second place to my having fun. Uhg. Moral of the story: I need to do more homework more often instead of having fun with friends. *sigh* I suppose I better start listening to my homework...away I go!

Repiratory Therapist Day

Well, I started out today with recopying part of my history notes, followed by those stupid english questions (which I have yet to finish). Then off to town to meet my respiratory therapist to determine (for the third time, I might add) whether or not I have athsma. And (for the third time) we have determinded that WE DON'T KNOW! GAH. I hate that. So, I just have to go for a methylene challenge test, a VCD test, and an allergy test. You would think after some stupid breathing test and and hour and a half of questions, something would be determined. GAHHHH! On a more pleasant note, I got to go to the library after! That's so sad and pathetic. The library is like my reward for good behavior...'if you're a good little IB student, maybe we can go to the library later!' Oh well, I enjoy the library. I got some books out, which is always fun. I called Evan (who happened to be on Jon's bus for some strange reason) and he might come over on Saturday. YAY! I haven't seen him in ages and definitely need some Evan-time. Can you believe he hasn't seen the third Harry Potter yet? It's absolutley disgraceful! Anywho, I have to go check on gimpy cat #2. Have a delightful start of weekend everyone!
"Sanity is madness put to good use." - George Santyana

Water Molecules Gone Wild!

I realize I have been remiss in the Sally Foresythe departement, so I will promptly remedy this with an extra long issue!
Last time on Water Molecules Gone Wild, Wiersy had transferred Mac through to Admiral Sacha, who put him on hold (Scotland the Brave being the hold tune of choice), in order to formulate a plan of attack. Will Admiral Sacha pick up the phone? And what has happened to Sally? Stay tuned to find out...
Three hours later, Admiral Sacha answered the phone. Mac was rudely awakened and sighed as Sacha's rumbling voice took the place of the Monster Mash. "Hello, Admiral Sacha here, and please do hurry, I don't have the time for you," Sacha greeted Mac in his/her most pleasant manner.
"Hello, Admiral Sacha. This is Dr. Dr. Dr. Dave S. MacCarthy here, and I need to inform you of a situation - "
"Oh you. Situations all the time. I have no time for this." The phone line went dead. Mac stared in disbelief at the phone which only moments ago had been broadcasting delightful music through his office. How was he to save New York now?
Mac looked at his jar of machanical pencils in despair. He could see that Nobel Prize going down the drain (in a clockwise motion). Timidly, he picked up the phone and dialed Sally's phone number. Although he dreaded having to tell her he failed, he figured she just might have some sort of idea of what to do now, besides crawl under his desk and hide.
"Forsythe here," Sally answered her phone.
"Agent forsythe, " Mac said bravely, summoning up his courage, "I have failed." He gave her the details of his 'conversation' with Admiral Sacha.
"Well Mac, we'll just have to save New York ourselves," Sally announced confidently.
Mac clutched the black hole report to his chest. "Ourselves?" he squeaked. Mac cleared his throat and tried agan. "Ourselves?" he asked in a considerably deeper man-voice.
"That's right Mac. Since the pentagon won't help us, we'll have to develope our own surfactant. Maybe Wiersy can help us, with all her biology knowledge. But that darn Sacha..." Sally's voice trailed off.
Mac could feel his blood pressure rising as Sacha was mentioned. He was terrified of Sacha's wrath, and being as it was difficult to tell if Sacha was male or female, he was also terrified of his/her lack of conformity. In fact, all of the eastern seaboard was frightened by the mere mention of Sacha. "Alright, I'll try to contact Wiersy again..." Mac sighed half-heartedly.
"No no, I'll call this time and start the chit-chat, and then we'll move on. You, my dear Mac, are no good with small talk. Oh!" Sally exclaimed, "I shall need you to take care of my plants for the day. They are suffering from lack of water, and their turgor pressure is diminishing, and I am afraid that I shall further ruin New York if I water them."
"Don't worry, dearest Sally," Mac said in his most sexy manly voice, "I shall save your plants. I am, of course, a physicist."
"Definitely. Well, you know my address. I shall set up a meeting with Wiersy and most definitely will be gone by the time you arrive. Goodbye." Sally said.
"Goodbye, my...dearest Sally..." Mac whispered, his voice dropping. He hung up the phone and glanced around his office. Throwing one last menacing look at the can of mechanical pencils, he strode out of the PSWPB headquarters and into the street. What he saw now shocked him. It was at least 360/7 pi times worse than what had occurred 17 years ago. The necessity to get to Sally's house became even more apparent, and he strode off quickly.
Will Mac make it to Sally's in time to save her plants? Will Sally be able to set up a meeting with Vice Admiral Wiersy? And what is with those pesky mechanical pencils? Find out next time on...WATER MOLECULES GONE WILD!!!!!!!!!!!

Whoops, there goes another cat!

Guess what guys, dad has officially run over another cat. It's ok, just a broken leg or tail or something. Two down, two to go...(ok, I know Willis will yell about that one, but oh well) Today was aight. History was fairly interesting. Mr Ross got a haircut. English was exceedingly boring but I did do work as I was practically the only member of my group to do so. *sigh* But really, what else is new. I only learned that other group members actually do work once I got to SAL anyway. Lunch was unproductive (as per usual). Bio was ok. Wiersy was really funny with all her excitement about viruses and her immune system. I can honestly say that I have never been that excited about my immune system or impressed by a virus. Chem was boring. However I did read Dal's lab for her ee, which was actually quite interesting. I especially enjoyed the picture of the obese rat. I went home, which I enjoyed immesely. I think we should have hometime right after history. I read some more of Manfield Park on the bus, which I was super excited about. I'm right at the part where they're going to be acting! It's all very exciting. Gilmore Girls is on tonight! Yay! I can't wait. And for all you Rabes, West Wing is also on, so I suppose I can be excited for you.
I'll bet, if I think about it reeeeeeaaaaaaaally hard, I can levitate. What do you reckon? I think I'll try after Gilmore Girls. I mean really, it can't be all that hard.

Big Fuzzy Lampost

Sorry, I was having problems coming up with a title, so this is what you get. First off, I would just like to apologize to y'all. I was kinda (or alot) bitchy today, so I'm sorry for snapping at you. Especially Dan and Mark. I'm sorry! :) So today was ok. ToK and math were their usual. Although Rabe AND DAN did come up with a funtabulous pick up line in math "Hey, can I analyze the concavity of your curvature?" *snicker* that's a gooder Rabe! I went to the U of Saskatchewan meeting today at lunch. It actually didn't sound as bad as I was expecting. I mean really, anywhere is better than here, right? I got my pictures done by the creepy photographer dude who happens to also live on 212. *shudder* I hate photographers. Physics was boring except for Dan's game that we played which was stupendiferous. Yearbook was amuzing. A surprising number of grade 11's didn't get yearbook pictures. Hmmm...puzzeling. On the way home some jagoff tailgated me from the highway to 3/4 of the way to my place and I nearly had to run over a cat because if I hit the brakes he would jammed into me. grrrr *shakes fist* he's lucky the cat managed to get out of the way, or we would have had words, he and I. I would have 'fonged him' and there would have been 'pain! Lot's of pain!' *sigh* however, the rest of my evening has been aight. Tonight will be filled with chillaxin with my homework, so I had better dash.
"Half the world is composed of idiots, the other half of people clever enough to take indecent advantage of them." - Walter Kerr
Makes me think "now which one am I?" ....it's a thinker.

Another Monday, Another Week of Crap Begins...

So begins another week of crap. I started this morning by being frightened out of my wits by my alarm clock as it blared from my bookshelf. History was ok. English I was bored out of my mind. Bio was ok. Chem was boring. Although when we all got 'to first base with the equation' I was slightly disturbed. Rabe, Dal, and Mark all got their grad pictured today. For the record (although I have already stated this) Rabe you looked good in the make up and the lipstick was a nice color. It didn't look too pink. Also, Mark looked pretty hot all snazzied up. I don't know how Dal looked, but I'm sure she looked snazzy too. I've had Holy Water by Big and Rich playing in my head all day! *singing in head* "she wants someone to call her angel someone to put the light back in her eyes, she's looking through the faces, the unfamiliar places, she needs someone to hear her when she cries.." it's a gooder, eh Rabe? Well, I must tally ho and sally forth to supper and homework. In honor of Monday: "Brain: an apparatus with which we think we think." - Ambrose Bierce, the Devil's Dictionary

In Summation

"I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by." - Douglas Adams.
I think that about sums up today's lack of homework doing.

Change of scenery

Well guys, I got a little bored with the pinkness and boringness, so I changed things up a bit. What do you think? Too much color, or not enough color?

Which IB book are you?

Which IB Book are you?

Saturday of Mehness

Well, I made an effort to do homework today. In fact, I mangaged to read Ode on a Grecian Urn, and I wrote my pre-question thoughts/crap thingy. Then I watched Chocolat, which was pretty good. I was pleasantly surprised to see Johnny Depp. Then I started watching Wind Talkers, but I had to go to church. Church was...well it was just plain boring, except I had to pay attention so I would know when to play because our chior leader was gone this week. However, Ian was there and he has a good voice except he doesn't count in, which makes me confuzed...even though James does occasionally count the wrong time signature. Anywho, then I went babysitting. Woot. Actually, it wasn't all that bad. The baby was allready in bed, and Cheyenne and I just watched tv until her parents got home. Then I came home and ate (honey garlic chicken ...mmmmm *drool*) Now I'm here! Yay! You know what's an awesome word? Postacular. In fact, this post is postacular. Alot!

Ooo, I found some dorky IB pick up lines:
"You get a 7 on my external assessment"
"I wish you were cosine squared and I was sine squared so that together, we could be one." *giggle*
"Baby, you're in demand, and I'm in supply!" *snicker* Mr Ross should like that one
"I'd offer to carry your books, but they won't fit in my life-time guaranteed, five separator, extra calculator pockets, built in lunch carrier, secret Advil compartment, 200 lb capacity backpack" Clare, that one was for you.
"Baby, you've got more curves than a sine function!"

End of Crap

Huzzah! It is officially then end of the Week of Crap #2, and today went not badly. This morning, my black pants were clean. They were ironed. They were febreezed. Then I got to school, and the dirt came flying at them like my pants were a magnetic north pole and the dirt was a magnetic south pole. Yeesh, all that effort for nothing. Also, I would like to announce that I am becoming pro at scraping my car windows. That's right, this morning I scraped them in five minutes flat! A personal record. ToK wasn't too, too bad. I mean, it's always boring, but I amuzed myself pondering why Mr Ross doesn't just pick out his own clothes. He seemed inordinately coordinated today. Do you think his socks matched? My daddy has shirts like that. except he never buttons them up as high as Mr Ross. That's just wiered. Math was ghastly! I thought I was prepared. Well I thought wrong. I think I passed. However, we've all seen where thinking has gotten me: nowhere! Physics was uber boring. That's right, UBER! It was just so boring, it requires me to use that aweful word! But Egyptian war was delightful, even if I can't get the hang of slapping. After school we went to Steve's where I learned quite a bit about power rangers, then to dinner and the cinema. The film (Bridget Jones) was hilarious! I didn't understand a couple of the jokes (mark had to explain) but it was funny just the same. I certainly recommend y'all see it! We saw Brit and Nicole at the cinema also. No conversation or anything, just hello how are ya type of thing. It was all great fun. Anywho, I'm tired, so I'm going to bed....I get warm fuzzies just thinking about it...
"In mathematics you don't understand things. You just get used to them." Johann von Neumann

Epiphany

I had an epiphany last night. Actually, I had several. Epiphany 1: I have become the type of person I left the fort to avoid! I have become a 'slacker'! It's discraceful! I no longer exhibit many of the IB characteristics I formerly exhibited! I watch tv until there isn't anything good on, and then do my homework! GAH! I have resolved to start being more IB and less fort. This weekend I will buckle down! No more fun for Marence! All of my other epiphanies concern math, so I think I may pass today. Woot!

quote!

"Don't let people drive you crazy when you know it's in walking distance." - Unknown

Day of Bio test-ness

Well today was...meh. I woke up late, yet again. See, somehow, my subconcious is able to doubt my alarm clock out of existence for at least 10 minutes, so I think I shall have to start setting my alarm 10 minutes early. Or just put it really loud so my RAS will jump start. But that scares me. I don't like loud noises in the morning. History was interesting, but I was tired and we watched a movie, which means I fell asleep. Except whilest I was sleeping, Willis started talking to me, which scared the crap out of me and woke me up. And he did it twice. See, I'm used to waking up when my dad tells me to wake up from my bedroom door, so I'm programmed to wake up really quickly when a male voice is talking to me. It's kinda creepy really. English was...actually I'm not sure. I saw the presentations, which were fairly good, I just don't like listening to poetry, and my presentation went aight, but when she started talking, I zoned out and finished my letter to my grandparent. Ergo, I really don't know how English was. Bio was...eeeek. I don't think I did too well at all. *sigh* Chemistry was kinda fun in the lab. Some of the things ended up looking gross, but there was that really pretty one! It was ever so pretty...The zinc metal in lead nitrate I think it was. I did pretty bad on the test (64%) but such is life. Such is chemistry actually, but I think it would have helped if we actually covered the material. Stupid...Well, math test is tomorrow, so I ought to be going to learn that...bu bye!

Gilmore Girls

Gilmore Girls was fairly good last night. The whole party at Emily's was hilarious! Why don't our parents auction us off like that? I think we should definetily do that sometime lol. Ok, maybe not, but it was funny to watch "and this is so-and-so and their son Bob....and this is so-and-so and their son Jack..." and of course each introduction was followed by a little tidbit about each person like they were on a dating show and "you should talk later". Logan saved the day by rescuing Rory from the clutches of one of the male 'suitors', if you will, and then proceeded to get all of the males and Rory drunk. Then Dean, the butt and a half, dumped her infront of everyone when he came to pick her up and Logan saved the day again. I like Logan.Except not his name. It's just ugly. What can I say? I'm a closet romantic, shhh don't tell anyone. Well, and then Logan's solution to dumping is more champagne! Huzzah. Although it made it rather amuzing to watch drunk Rory stumble out of a limo full of guys whilest Loralai was sneakily watching from the window...oooo next week should be delightful!

AHHHH

AHHHHHHHH. Marence is severely scared. She is incredibly confused on the chi square. What does significant mean? How does one tell if it's significant? Does number 2 conform to law of segregation? What is the law of segregation? AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Today was Crappier

Today was slightly crappier in someways than yesturday, but better in others. I started today off fantabulously with having 45 minutes to get ready because I forgot to set my alarm. This normally would be fine, but for some reason I just could not get my act together. However, I somehow managed to have 5 minutes left in which to do nothing, so I decided to play some piano as it tends to de-stress me somewhat. I wanted to play a Sonatina from my Clementi book, but could I find it? Of course not! Ergo, no piano playing for marence. *sigh* ToK wasn't all that bad today. I enjoyed being able to do groupwork. Sorry for slacking, but I really didn't have any cogitative power this morning. The lockdown drill was aight too. Mr Ross reverting back to the good ol' days of the military was slightly scary. The "as you were!" sounded kind of mean, and I felt bad for D. Math wasn't enjoyable, but at least it wasn't a full lesson. It still sucked though. I read an I Spy book with Mark at lunch, even though I was meant to be rewriting my math notes. But oh well, I liked playing I Spy. Spare was homework. Physics was super boring, but funny because we were all being strange. I think we should declare ourselves clinically insane and move into the Alberta Hospital. Or take Rabe's suggestion and go live in mud huts in tijuana (I can't spell, whatevs). *singing* Potatoes, with umbrellas, are jumping of scaffolding....Oh boy, I'm going crazy.....CRAZY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

" Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind overtaxed." - Oliver Wendell Holmes

oh ya, the quote

"Success in almost any field depends more on energy and drive than it does on intelligence. This explains why we have so many stupid leaders." - Sloan Wilson

And so begins another Week of Crap

Yes, you read right. It is another fun-filled, fantabulous Week of Crap coming up for your special enjoyment. Today, being the first day of the Week of Crap, was fairly crappy, so hopefully we can only go up from here. First of all, I'd like to point out that waking up is a completely pointless excersize, because, really, it just sets us up for the rest of a day that may, or may not, be crappy. So, after waking up, I had to go to school. This would be pointless, except it gets me out of the house, away from the parental units. That, of course, is always a good thing. I also get to socialize with my friends, which is one of my favorite pastimes. So, I'm at school (and I remembered to call my mom, so woot for me) and I went to the library. That's right! That is what I do everymorning. See, I figured out I have a routine which I unconciously follow everymorning. I get in, go to the table and put my stuff down, put my coat away, put my stuff upstairs and then head to the library. It's very strange. I think I need to mix things up a bit. Any suggestions? So, anyway, history was really quite fun today. I like having a small class, although the noticable lack of testosterone was kinda creepy. I can't help it, I'm just not comfortable around a large group of females. It's wiered, but I've always been that way. Mr Ross yawned alot through class, so I couldn't look at him, because everytime I saw him yawn, it made me want to yawn. You know, I think I would find being a teacher kinda creepy, because you'd be stared at all day by a bunch of stupid kids that don't want to be there in the first place. It's like...involuntary stalking. Anywho, English was it's usual boring, over-analyzing, complete waste of time self. I've decided to start listening more, because I can't get any more bored than I am now not listening. I spent nearly all lunch waiting in line for my grad picture appointment. It was incredibly boring, and I bet if us IB kids got our hands on the planning, we could make it much more efficient. Then I hung out in the library (surprise surprise) until bio, which I think I may (or may not) have understood today. Chem was boring, as usual, and I didn't look to see what I got for fear that it would make today really crappy. Yearbook wasn't all that bad. We did some planning, looked at some pictures. It was aight. We had spaghetti for supper.mmmmmm pasta....Now I'm here. I've gone really off topic today, and today is really long, but I'll leave after one last thing. This is fun!

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Horrible Homeworky-ness

Today is supposedly my day of homework. I absolutely hate homework though, and doing it has put me in a terrible mood. However, I have finished the stupid questions to that poem and part of my history w/s, and frost and keats. That leaves me with math, bio, physics. My favorites! (oh where is the sarcasm button when I need it?)I think Mondays are just terrible whether we have to go to school or not. That's my professional opinion anyways. Don't you just wish you could magically jump into someone else's life, even for just a day, sometimes? Today is one of those days. I would like to be someone who isn't doing homework, and who is having fun. *sigh*. I don't think I know anyone like that though. Or, even better, we should just fast-forward a few years through highschool and university to sometime when there isn't homework. We could be "thirty, flirty and thriving"! Anyone have magic dust? Well, I'm off to do math. woot.
"In the first place, God made idiots. That was for practice. Then he made school boards." - Mark Twain

Sunday

Well today's title is awe-inspireing, isn't it? I sure thought so. Today was ok. I finished that stupid Frost and Keats thing, and I was working on the questions to the poem. They are dull and pointless, but I'm nearly finished. I then proceeded to west ed with my daddy to pick up the dress I saw yesturday. And while it seems odd and pointless to get a grad dress now, at least I have my leisure time to find shoes, a purse, jewlery and a hairsyle. The dress, of course, determines everything else. Then I came home and did english. Then supper (more pizza, ew). Then I phoned Evan, but he was entertaining, so I didn't really talk to him. Actually, we really don't communicate any more. Kind of sad really, being as he's my bestest best friend, but I guess we've gone our separate ways. Now I'm here. Mainly because I really don't want to do my homework, but I know that I should. However, I also know that if I stall long enough, I won't have to do my homework until I get home from the cinema, because I am accompanying my mother and Cheyenne to Polar Express. Ick. But hey, it gets me out of doing my homework.

Only two more days of sleeping...

There are only two more days of sleeping left, which makes me sad. *sigh* Now I have to do my homework. So yesturday was our fun fantabulous shopping expedition. It was quite fun overall. Of course it was a little annoying in that the dresses were made for taller people, but I count myself lucky as I found a very nice dress. Well, two very nice dresses, but I think I shall go with the green one. Why oh why is white a wedding color? *sigh* At least the green dress won't get as dirty. White always seems to attract dirt. Why is that?! One of life's great mysteries I suppose, but woot for whoever invented scotch guard! Thanks for coming shopping with us Dan! I know you were horribly bored, but it was nice to have a guys opinion. Which reminds me, I found this site whilest I was surfing other people's blogs (which I do from time to time): http://www.stwing.upenn.edu/%7Ejenf/writing/rant04.html Now this is definately for all you nice guys that put up with all of our crap. Well, at least I do some of that stuff, I don't know about the rest of you girls. So, back to Saturday. After getting back to the fort, I went to my grandma's to commence babysitting. Well that went just delightfully. Jess ended up getting sick and my mum had to come pick up the kids and take them back to their house. However, I would like to declare that this is the first time I have ever seen anyone vomit. It was...well gross. But oh well, I'm a mature, responsible young adult...I hope. I then dropped off the rest of their stuff back at their house and went home. Guess what guys! I actually saw my parents! I pretty much hadn't seen them in two days, so it was somewhat nice to actually see them. And my 3 messages that I left on the answering maching about the dresses were actaully inteligable (or however you spell it). I was impressed. I told them about the dresses some more, and daddy's going to take me back into west ed today! Huzzah! Well, I'm off to write about Frost, as I have officially finished Keats. These dudes really needed a life. We so should go back in time and introduce them to cranium! Alrighty, today's quote:
I have opinions of my own - strong opinions - but I don't always agree with them. -George Bush

Friday's post on Saturday!

Well, as I was too tired last night to post about yesturday, I shall do so today! So yesturday started out with a little bit of English which I promptly abandoned due to the extreme boringness factor of Keats. Next I phoned Rabe to figure out what to wear to farm fair. While this sounds somewhat shallow, I had never been there before so I had no idea what we were going to be doing. Rabe suggested I not where cute little white shoes as we were going through cattle barns, so I didn't. Clare, however, did. *shakes head* Oh Clare. Farm fair was awesometastically fun! We got to see a lot of hot cowboys in tight wranglers, big huge ginormous bulls, and eat some good food. And as I was 'charming' the guy behind the counter at a food place, I must have got an extra good diet coke lol. Then we tally hoed and sally forthed to KK's partay, which was also fun alot. Her mom makes fantabulous food, and it was all very fun. Then I came home. Woot. And my mum of course couldn't sleep until she knew I was safely in my little bed....gah! Well, I'm off to get ready for a funtastic day of shopping. Oh, before I go though, is scrumple a word, or have I just been using it as one? Today's quote:
"Shared joy is double joy. Shared sorrow is half sorrow." - Swedish Proverb

Slightly depresed

I realize I have already posted today, but I had some thoughts after the .5 L of frozen yoghurt I just consumed. I have realized, after taking a test on the dr phil website (slightly pathetic, but I go there sometimes) that I have an unfortunate tendancy to smother myself with food whenever I feel stressed or upset or depressed. This realization however made me feel slightly depressed, hence the half a litre of frozen yoghurt. (for the record, I certainly don't reccomend the frozen yoghurt in such large quantities, as it really starts to taste disgusting after the first half a cup or so) So I am an emotional eater. *sigh* I guess I oughtn't to be, but it's a habit I have comfortably wedged myself in. Of course I have gone the complete opposite way at times also, but I don't have enough self control for that, which is, of course, a good thing. Now the reason I started on my binge (which has been going on for the past week) is A) this week was super crappy and filled with stress from the stupid bio lab and other homework, and B) I've really started worrying about Mark lately. Point A is pretty much over and done with, so that's all gone (woot). Point B however still exists in force. I know he's still having a hard time with Luke and all, and I really want to help him, but I have no idea how. For one, we are almost never ever alone. Weekends tend to be dedicated to homework for me, and to 'the crew' for him. For another, I absolutely and positively suck in these sort of situations. I want to ask him if he's ok, but I don't know how. I know he's not ok, but I don't know how to tell him that I'm here to listen if he wants to talk. It's just all so complicated, and I don't know how to un-complicate everything. I don't even know if it's possible to uncomplicate everything! GAH!! Thus, mys stress level rises and I start to eat. Then of course my dad teased me about something and I completely over-reacted and started crying, which made him annoyed at me. *sigh* I think I'll be eating until I go to bed....I really have to stop though.

As a grand total of three people will be reading this, I fell fairly safe spilling out all my feelings, but just the same I'd appreciate it if y'all didn't tell anyone. You know, I just don't want everyone knowing my weak side ;)

OK

Today was an ok day. I actually slept last night, so that was nice. I rather enjoy sleeping, to be honest. And it's not like I'm horribly sleep deprived normally (not being full IB does have significant perks such as no ee) but it would still be nice if I got more than my usual seven hours. And while I realize this is more than most y'all get, I still think it would be nice to get the full eight or more hours that somehow Alex seems to get. Clare, Rabe and I got together this morning to assemble kk's present, which was good fun. Unfortunately, I had to leave before we were finished on account of I told daddy I would be leaving by 2 pm, so I won't see the finished product until tomorrow. I'm sure Rabe and Clare can handle it without me though, so it's all good. Other than emailing Evan this morning to rant, I have done nothing of note (unless you count watching Dr Phil and eating alot of note). I have decided to start having a quote for every day, so today's quote is:

"Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye." - H. Jackson Brown jr.

And thus ends the week of crap...

As my title gloriously states, thus ends the week of complete crappiness and suckage. Today wasn't too bad. ToK was quite as boring as usual. And I actually spoke. Voluntarily. I think that qualifies for at least a gold star. Ok, who's going to give me a gold star? Math was superlatively boring. However, on a happy note, our test has been pushed back to friday. On an unhappy note, I still have absolutley no idea what the heck is going on. *sigh* Lunch was ok. I decided to go to student council. Aparently we're having a dance. Spare was full of physics and english. woot. Physics was full of notes, doodeling and Egyptian War. That was fun. I think I may have the slapping aspect down pat now. Then home time! Yay! I'm going to watch Shrek 2 tonight, which will be funtabulous. have an awesometastic weekend guys!

Dictatorship Day

Today was super "to the max" (if I may borrow a phrase from Willis) boring. History was ok, but I was rather fidgety, so I'm sure Beth was super annoyed by my constant shifting by then end of class. English. Well, there's a disaster and a half. I didn't do as well as I wanted to on the essay and the vocab, so I was rather angry at myself, and then the Shakespeare multiple choice, which I did decent on, she put's in the assignment bin. GAH!!! Why does she insist on putting everything I do good on in the assignment bin and everything I do crappy on in the test bin? I think I am tempted to have a discussion with her about this very thing. And then stupid ranting lady decided to go on a half hour tutorial on how to use the internet. I mean come on! Five year old's can use the internet, and I think we are considerably more intelligent than five year old. I was muttering under my breath a lot and I had a nearly overwhelming compulsion to slap ductape over her mouth and tell her to get lost. However, I managed to restrain myself, more's the pity. Lunch was full of fantabulous chem studying where I tried to learn logs, ended up putting it on my hand which then was transferred to my forehead whilest marking the bio labs. For the record, peer marking is stupid. We already spent our entire weekends writing the damn things, why the hell do we have to spend 80 minutes marking them also? I just about throttled Nick for his damn 3 page background, which I read all of. Stupid...*shakes fist*. I think I may have done ok in Chem. There were a few iffy questions where I definetely didn't remember going over it in class, but oh well, what else is new? Then yearbook. Or, rather, the Weekly Meeting of the Fascist Dicatatorial Party Headed by Evil Fascist Dictator Girl Who Wears Shirts With Plunging Necklines. Alot. However, she has been demoted in power. My Dictator Toppeling Shoes didn't really do their job very well. And then off to the library where there were absolutely no books to be had to research Frost and Keats. NONE. And do you know why? Because they were all at the stupid Strathcona Library, THAT'S WHY! Then I came home and ate supper, then off to Wes's to get straw bales for the cats and dog to sleep on. Then home! YAY not doing homework! Huzzah....now off to bed because this has been an angry day. Grrr

I HATE MONDAY

I think the title says it all, don't you? Bleh. So I worked on my bio lab for a little before I went to school after having a row with my mum over whether or not I turned off the computer the other night(which I did). Rather stupid thing to argue about, but our arguments always are. First class was the always thrilling ToK. OMG!!!!!!! This was THE most boring class of the year. I concentrated very hard on staying awake. I succeeded, but just barely.I think I deserve a medal, as does everyone else that stayed awake. Math was horrible. I managed to do 3 whole questions. I was actually proud I made it that far. Granted, I was relying heavily on the answer key, but hey, at least I wasn't just straight copying. Lunch was boring. During spare I helped Hope research and attempted physics. I also just left my physics lying on the table, in plain view, and yet no one stole it. Honestly people, why didn't it get stolen? I thought our school was wicked and depraved. Where are the delinquents when I need them? Physics was boring, but I took more notes that usual, so hopefully I'll be able to do the homework. The test, however, was horrible. I did terribly. But I did pass (55%) woot (Rabe stop stealing my woot! I stole it first!) Tonight is a bio/chem night, so off I go. Tally ho and sally forth!
FINISHED BIO LAB YAY!!!!!

Weekend? What's a weekend?

Today I'm writing in black. That's right, black! And do you know why? Because the weekend is dead! The weekend is officially over, and I did nothing weekendy except go to church! It's discraceful really. Saturday was bio lab, church, then we were invited out for supper, then I went home early to...that's right, you guessed it...DO MY BIO LAB! I then went to bed. Sunday I got up worked on the stupid bio lab then ate breakfast and then, gasp! more bio lab. I actually took a break to go to town. In the car, I thought I'd switch it up a bit and work on chem. Then back home and worked on my pointless bio lab. Then we had a 'family supper'. That was just...stupid and pointless also. After dinner, I tried to work on my math, but discovered I have absolutely no idea what the heck I'm suppose to be doing, and gave up. I then discovered I don't know anything about physics and gave up. So, back to the stupid, pointless, idiotic, imbecilic, moronic bio lab. Then I ate supper, went to chior practice (don't worry ladies, not our church choir, different one) came home and went to bed. I'm not finished the bio lab, so that is what I'll be doing tonight, along with studying for chem.
words of the weekend: stupid pointless bio lab

TGIF ALOT!!!

Oh my goodness am I glad it's friday. I got up early this morning (5 am) so that I could finish some homework, so I was pretty tired. I think history went fairly well. I would have preferred collectivization, but I think I did ok with the purges anyway. I don't really like paper ones though. English was stupid and boring. The vocab test went aight, but the poetry part was sooooo dull! Mrs Williams was totally overanalyzing, but can we even mention a point contrary to her opinions? OF COURSE NOT! This is a facist dictatorship, not a democracy! And what did she mean by announcing that I had an "enigmatic smile"? I really don't get it. Lunch was lunch. Nothing too fantabulous. Bio was confuzzeling. Chem was duller than a teaspoon in a knife drawer. But then I got to go home! YAY! I watched Enterprise and then went to town to get stuff for Operation Christmas Child (where I saw mc's family) and then back home for Gilmore Girls!
Gilmore Girls was funtabulous tonight! I really enjoyed it. It featured copious quantities of Master and Commander, which is always good. The Life and Death Brigade is awesome! We need one! In Omnia Parratus!