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!

Kansas is flatter than a pancake!

That's right folks! Kansas is officially flatter than a pancake! Honestly, who measures such things? I can think up a whole wack of other things I could be doing with my time other than comparing a topographical map of Kansas to a cross-section of a pancake. I mean really...Other than that super facinating tidbit of information, ToK was horribly boring. Well, what I listened to of it anyway. I was trying to complete my history worksheet for most of it. Great fun that was. Oh, and I apologize for wasting precious ToK learning minutes by accosting Mr Ross with questions.Although I'm fairly sure none of you minded my monopolization of 5 minutes. That UofT thing today was rather boring. I've decided I shall pass on applying there. When I walked into math, I felt like I had been magically transported into a foreign class. I had absolutely no idea what was going on. Oh well, what else is new? At lunch I basically stole more of Mr Ross time with more questions about the history worksheet. I'm sure he's absolutely tired of seeing me now. I also asked what he thought a good university would be for poli sci and he basically told me that in his opinion, majoring in poli sci would get me nowhere and I couldn't use it to fall back on. Crap. He then suggested I look into majoring in economics, languages or a law degree. Crap alot. Now I have to re-assess my universities and figure out where I'm applying within the next few weeks. Then Alyssa and I worked on bio for the remaining 10-15 minutes left of lunch. Spare was aight. I did some more bio, I looked at a magazine. Physics was booooooooooooring. Except of course Blake's 'hey Alex, how strong is your magnet?' which did not come out the way he meant it I'm sure. Well, I hope. Then I went grocery shopping with my mum and daddy and then I watched the OC (kinda sucky) and now I'm off to study more! Huzzah!
Today's word: pancake!

Early Out

I enjoy early out. I enjoy it alot. Perhaps not as much as Fridays or long weekends, but on hour less of school sits just fine in my books. So, at the start of this early out morning, I watched election coverage for an hour. That left me 25 minutes to get ready, meaning I forgot my sweater. Bad idea. History was good. Mr Ross used the word 'darling' again. I was amused alot. English was stupid. There were questions that were rediculously easy where you could spot the answer a mile away. There were questions that were rediculously easy where there were no right answers to choose. There questions that were just plain rediculous. Overall though, I'm fairly confident in my answers. Lunch was ok. I discovered that the two water fountains around the corner from my locker are strange. With the one, you turn the handle with your right hand and drink on the right side of the fountain. With the other, you turn the handle with your right hadn, but drink from the left side of the fountain. Strange. Bio was...thrilling. I did crap on the test, but hey, I knew that already. My dad told me that thing about the hutterites. You know, how they 'invite' a farmer occasionlly to help diversify their gene pool. My daddy told me that I shouldn't go over there because I just might not come back. Scary. Chem was sooo utterly boring. I just about went comatose. I was also incredibly cold, so I kinda felt like hibernating. Then I went home on the bus all alone because rabe went swimming and mc was beaued home by a certain gingerman of keenness that beaus her home most days. A very annoying prat in the front seat hollered at everyone to 'smell [his] methane'. I felt like yelling back that methane is colorless and odourless, but I just didn't have the energy. One of these days I'm just going to toss him out the window. When I got home, I watched tv and binged on chips. Not my finest moment, but I've been giving into my cravings all week, why not another? Then I worked on history, had supper, more history, watched Gilmore Girls, and here I am. I am researching universities (UofC to be exact) and scholarships. Woot. Then I shall (try) to start on Bio. *sigh* I hate homework. On a positive note, the UofT information meeting is tomorrow. Yay!
Today's word: ridiculous
honorary word: darling

Tuesday means Yearbook and Grad!

Today was aight. I nearly fell asleep in ToK, but Mr Ross could see me, so I figured I'd better not. But I was this close. Math was ok today. Mr Broemling picked on me and I actually guessed some right answers. It was amazing. Divine intervention even. Lunch was full of grad comittee-ness. Very boring as Miss President does not possess the happy knack of shouting so not alot was heard above the din. I object against a them of Midsummer Night's Dream or Under the Sea. That's just dumb. Those are theme parties, not grad. Grr. Spare was full of looking at Shape magazine. All the food ads really made me hungry, so I decided to go to McD's after school. Physics sucked majorly. I mean super suckage (<-- ew, JP II word). I was basically thinking, 'hmmm, this looks like a good answer'. Which it probably wasn't. I've decided I knew exactly what I was doing, the test just had crap for answers. Yearbooking was...meh. I tried to protest against the evil latin dictator, but it didn't do much good. In fact it did no good at all. Oh well, maybe we can have a proletariat revolution next week. I'll be Lenin. The evil dictator can be Tsar Nicholas. Anyone else? After a delightful session of yearbooking, Marcus Antonius (what should I call him on here?), Willis and I played cards. Then Marcus Antonius' mummy came and picked him up. Then I went to McD's. mmmmm. It tasted good, but now I feel ill, so I'm regretting it. Very bad decision. Well, now I'm off to do something constructive, such as homework.
Today's word: jim-dandy

Bio test/physics studying

Well, today was crappy. Being as it's Monday I am, of course, super tired. History, while interesting, nearly put me to sleep with that god aweful movie. Yeesh. Stupid fasicsts...*shakes fist* English was stupid. But hey, we got colorful pieces of paper, and I actually took notes. Facinating. Lunch was somewhat full of studying. Really just mc, al and I talking about something biological and pretending it counted as studying. As for the bio test...well I was not prepared. Mind you I knew that as I did't study all that much, but I sure didn't see that multiple choice coming. It knocked me flat on my butt. Chem was absolutely thrilling. I have no idea what I'm doing on the stupid worksheet. I think I'm just putting in random numbers. It certainly seems that way. For once I actually did the math homework. Well, most of it anyway. Now I must go study physics.
Today's word is...prodigious.

Update: Physics is stupid. I don't understand the stupid circuits with thier stupid I's and stupid numbers. I give up on trying to learn the stupid circuits because they don't make sense! They're just so stupid!
New word for today: stupid!