happy ending

Ok theb, I'm not sure that the 800 pages of frustration was worth the 2 pages of happy ending, but I have to say that it was a good book anyway. lol. I swear, my parents are the most impertinent, unmannered twits. Especially my mother. Grrr! Sometimes I wish I could throttle them. I am not suppose to be the parent, they are. Somehow, I am always the one telling them that their behavior is inappropriate or that their 'jokes' are vulgar and in bad taste. Sometimes I wonder how I ever managed to pick up any sort of manners at all. At least I behave myself in public. And don't tell such vulgar jokes. *shudder* Will someone please adopt me?

THEB!

Theb, you promised me a happy ending and I'm still waiting for it. I'm at the part where that horrid Charlotte woman comes to fix up Scarlette's social life, and still no happy ending in site! *sigh* I shall soldier on, however, and hope things start to look up soon. But I have to give up reading for a few hours before my eyes bug out of my head! AHHHH! I'm going to do a last bit of baking for my daddy before I go back to school so he'll have some treats to sustain him. Aren't I a nice daughter? :) ;) Well, off to start baking!

OH BURN!

WHO'S DONE THEIR WL? ME, THAT'S WHO! AHAHAHAHAHA! OH BURN! CHALK ONE UP FOR MARENCE!

Homework Day

Yesturday was lots of fun. We all went to Willis's funtabulous birthday partay which was delightful. I borrowed some books from the library of Willis and will commence reading them soon. Today is a self-proclaimed homework day. I've got 1168 words on my wl, so that's hot. (But only one T of hottness.) I have to do that physics lab yet and have no idea what I'm doing. I shall be placing a call to the Clare homework hotline. This morning, Rabe and I applied for res, which was exciting. Then my daddy came and picked me up and brought me home. Then some dude from the drilling company came to discuss land permits and stuff with daddy. he seemed very nice, and I'm sure he could care less that I'm still in my pyjamas, so it's all good! *sigh* off to do some more wl! Huzzah!

Friday of Shopping

Friday was a day of shopping, which wasn't bad because I wasn't shopping for myself (which makes it all good). We combed the stores of West Ed and finally found Rabe a dress. Clare, alas, is still dress-less. Then we went into HMV, where I involuntarily violated some guy that was a foot and a half taller than me. It was quite disturbing really. And then we went and saw FLEG! It was my very first time in res. It was quite entertaining. But Edmonton is scary. And then we went home and I went to Bedfordshire. Today, I really plan on doing homework. My physics lab, at least. Yay!

the day that was thursday

I have done nothing today. At all. Actually, that's not technically true, I did convert sugar and oxygen into carbon dioxide and water. And I baked my daddy a cake and made him supper that was I was placing on the table as he walked in the door after work. (Whoa, can you say 'Leave it to Beaver' ?) So, in all technicallities, I suppose I did something. I think I'll start on my homework soon. No sense in leaving it until monday night. Right? I have a new resolution: start using bowls instead of eating frozen yoghurt from the container. *shudder* It's really just not healthy. I watched the OC tonight, and it was pretty good. I have to say, I think it may be possible that Benjamin's acting skills are improving. Or it could just be wishful thinking. Either way. Anywho, I'm off to do something constructive so today won't be a complete waste of time. I hope.

Stupid..

Ok, I was just playing around on the net and I was somewhere where people post stupid questions where someone put 'Why is it always in the last place you look?' WHAT THE HECK?! Of COURSE it's going to be in the last place you look! Are you going to keep looking after you've found it? NO! BECAUSE THAT'S JUST STUPID! Honestly, some people's children!

Posty post post

I forgot to mention, I'm a little bored of seeing 'Marence the Great', so I decided to go back to 'Princess Buttercup'. Huzzah!

ATTN: WILLIS!

Willis, you are incredibly hard to buy for! I need Kim's phone number please someone!
In other news, today was aight. Test was ok, I think. I got a Wellness Center pass, so next spare I am working out! Yay for me! My new goals are to be more healthy and be able to fit into my grad dress. Woot.

'Can ya dig it?'

That is my favorite American Idol phrase, closely followed by 'Give that man a cookie!'. Some of those people are so wiered. What is with blog eating my entries? It has eaten two of them today already! It's all very strange. Well I did nothing tonight and I don't feel like commenting on the suckage that was group 4. Suffice it to say I hate presenting to the class normally, but in front of four teachers is just too much for my sanity. I'm off to prepare for Bedfordshire!

OH SNOWS!

That's right, I said it. OH SNOWS! (Evan would be so proud.) The good news is, I can still fit into my grad dress. The bad news is, if I gain any more weight or if I expand any more, I won't be able to. Oh snows. That means, come grad time I either need to lose weight or find a corset. Yikes. *sigh* I hate being a girl.

Lack of Hotness

Saturday lacked hotness. I did some homework, watched some tv, then we went to church. Father Stanley's homily was boring and I stopped listening after it became clear that it was going to be a lecture on how we conduct ourselves during mass. He lectures us every other time he preaches.*sigh* Church is dreadfully boring. Then we went out for dinner (well, my parents went out for dinner. I wasn't really hungry, so I chose not to eat until later.). I watched I, Robot and then went to bed. Wow, what an exciting life I lead. On a happier note, I'm on the way to achieving one of my resolutions! Yay.

Water Molecules of Hottness!

Before I continue the ongoing saga of Sally Forsythe, I would first like to expostulate on the utter hottness of milkshakes. And not just any milkshakes, but low-fat milkshakes. I made it myself with frozen yogurt and did not add sugar, so it was a delicious low-fat milkshake of near HOTTT proportions. That's right, nearly THREE 'T's! Ok, onto Sally.
When we last left our brave heroine, she was trying to convince the Vice-Admiral to help save New York from the ravages of the wild water molecules. In a shocking twist, Sally revealed that she was in possession of a certain secret device that could just sway Wiersy away from the Dark Side: the Product Rule Gone Wild! Will Sally use the secret device? Will Wiersy capitulate? And what the heck has happened to Mac and those darn mechanical pencils? Stay tuned to find out...
"I have Randyhere on standby if you need any, uh, convincing," Sally suggested.
"You wouldn't!" Wiersy looked aghast.
"Don't tempt me!" Sally told her.
"Randyhere?! Oh, geez. Forsythe, you old devil. Let's get a-rescueing New York!" The two women stepped out of the warehouse on Dock 7, and with a quick summoning of Randyhere by Sally, the three sped off on Wiersy's hybrid motorcycle.
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Across town, in a musty museum, two suspect figures were having a heated debate with the museum's curator.
"It is a miraculous document! Printed on papyrus! It will dissolve in the deluge which is pounding our wonderful city. The wild water will destroy it! Please sir, it is ancient..." The man's voice dropped miserably.
"Sir, we must protect this map. Think about it: this map of England was printed in Shakespeare's time..." The second character interjected, "'to be or not to be' is not an option for this relic!" The woman cried.
The curator looked doubtful. These two characters seemed an odd sort. They had burst into the museum drenched from the wild water that the media was reporting and demanded a centuries-old relic for safekeeping. "I shall consult with my superiors." The older curator said, turning away. He sighed, then said, "and I suggest you leave now." The woman looked dejectedly at her male companion.
"I suppose there is no chance to mend the wall now, eh?" She said, speaking symbolically. Her companion shot her a strange look, then reached into his coat as the museum curator disappeared into the distance. He pulled out a massive plastic object, then grinned.
"Ziploc TM."
The woman broke into a huge grin. "Good show," she whispered.
The two figured hastily removed the map and placed it into the man's Ziploc TM bag. And with that, h.ro and Willie disappeared into the city, lugging the ancient map between them.
Where are Sally, Wiersy, and Randyhere off to? What is the importance of the map? And will we ever hear from Mac again? Find out next time on Water Molecules Gone Wild!

FRIDAY OF NO SCHOOL

Ok, it so would have been easier just to use caps lock for the title, but I didn't. BAH! Sometimes, my stupidity shocks even myself. So yesturday was stupid. History was ok, but I don't have much of an idea for IA. It was very nice not having to go to english, but the library was very full of chem diploma kids studying. Bio was full of creepy crawly things. Chem was full of failing the written response, but oh well. Did y'all see my huge muscles as I oh-so-deftly carried my desk to the gym? They're hot. Even ask Rabe about my muscley goodness. I think I could even adequately point the way to the beach! I was at Clare's for dinner and then we went over to Rabe's where we watched ER and planned out our G4 stuff. And then talked for ages before going to sleep. Ahh, girl slumber parties lol. And Rabe's mommy fed us waffles for breakfast and then my mommy picked me up. And now I'm here. I recieved conditional acceptance for UofA, so that's good. Hey, do any of y'all know that song 'Story of a Girl' or summat by Nine Days? ( this is a story of a girl, who cried a river and drowned the whole world...) I love that song. Hmm, I just thought I'd share that. OH, I got my T-4 slip the other day. I spent like, nearly $700 on stuff (gas...fun stuff...) that's a lot of money to spend. Hmm. Anyway, I'll post some more Sally soon!

Okay

Okay, I'm feeling better today. Last night, Daddy and I had a good, long talk and I feel better. Y'all are probably going to laugh, but I crawled up onto his lap on the rocking chair, and he rocked me like he used to when I was little, and we talked about everything for an hour. I like talking to my daddy. It always makes me feel better. Anyway, I'm hungry, so I'm going to go have breakfast.

Today sucked.

Yes, so today sucked. Not as much as usual, but still pretty sucky. I managed to pay attention to the last half of ToK, woot for me. I was exceedingly happy with the math test (I got 25/32, so hot). I was voluntary slave labour for the good of student council during lunch. Spare I did some history w/s and then read magazines. It was really noisy and crowded at first, but then all the diploma kids left. Physics was good because I did no work. Then I had to come home and watched Gilmore Girls. It was a repeat, but a good one. In omnia paratus!

Tuesday of crap

Well, today was certainly lovely. History was ok, but english was just tedious. I finished my book at lunch and, of course, I hated the ending. Mark laughed at me for nearly crying, but I couldn't help it, it was sad! Bio was okay, Chem was ok. I walked in the house, asked what was for supper, and upon being told left-over stir fry (which I didn't want) asked if I could make something for myself. I was promptly yelled at for not clearing out the fridge. I really didn't think I deserved to be yelled at, but whatevs. I need to study alot, so off I go. Blah.

Wild Water

After a long hiatus, water molecules gone wild is back in action! When we last left Sally, Mac had just finished watering Sally's plants and was settling down to continue reading the black holes report. Sally and Randyhere were having a secret and furtive discussion during which Randyhere revealed that he had been given permission by the Mathematics Society for Control of Uncommon Instances of Non-Real Events to unleash their most secret device in order to induce Wiersy to co-operate. What is the most secret device? Will Wiersy co-operate? And just how fascinating is that black holes report? Tune in to find out...
"...The MSCUINRE has given me the authority to unleash our most secret device in order to force Wiersy to co-operate if necessary" Randyhere revealed.
Sally eyed Randyhere suspiciously, "How do you know so much? I never informed-"
"Oh, Mac gave me a shout. You know, old buddies math and physics are."
"The most secret device? Randyhere, you must tell."
"Oh my dear Sally, that will be delightful...Lean closer and I will whisper," Sally leaned closer and listened carefully as Randyhere whispered "the Product Rule Gone Wild."
Sally's eyes widened."No..."
"Yes. And I must go now, I see Wiersy. Get to the warehouse. I shall be here if you need me." And with that, Randyhere sidled into a nearby heavily-grafitied telephone booth and began dialing non-real numbers in order to make it look like he was actually phoning people. Watching carefully as Sally dashed into the warehouse, Randyhere continued to dial numbers. Quickly, Wiersy appeared in her new hybrid motorcycle. Randyhere turned his back to her quickly and watched as her reflection on the glass disappeared into the warehouse.
Sally stepped cautiously into the abandoned warehouse, glancing around to make sure the place was secure. Wiersy strode in purposefully behind her. "Okay Forsythe, what's this all about?" Wiersy asked impatiently, "I have a whole refridgerator full of organic tomatoes to categorize according to species and genus."
"Well your organic tomatoes will just have to wait!" Sally exclaimed in irritation. "Sacha has refused to help battle the wild water molecules."
"My gosh!" Wiersy gasped, "She didn't!"
"Oh, but she did." Sally affirmed, "We'll just have to take care of this ourselves."
"I don't know," Wiersy looked around nervously, "Sacha hasn't authorized me to do anything."
"Look Wiersy," Sally started angrily, "if you're going to let something like that get in the way of saving New York..."
Wiersy looked at the ground and shuffled her feet. "Well..."
"I have Randyhere on standby if you need any, uh, convincing." Sally suggested.
"You wouldn't!" Wiersma looked aghast.
"Don't tempt me!" Sally told her.
Will Sally have to bring out the secret device? Will Wiersy commit to helping save New York? Is Randyhere still dialing non-real numbers? And what has happened to Mac? Stay tuned for the next episode to find out...

226 days to go...

...until I can leave for university. Yes, I am now counting the days. So today, let's see what interesting things I can talk about...Well I wore my new outfit today. Yay, something that fits. I was kind of startled that h.ro called on me in class today. Why now at the end of the semester? It really makes no sense, but whatevs. I was counting on today to review for math, but that didn't happen, so whatevs to that too. I went to the bank/mall with Mark and Tom today at lunch. I was relegated to the middle seat which I really didn't mind anyway because I figured since I was the smallest I would sit there anyway. Spare was uneventful as was physics. As I had no choice, I came home. At the dinner table, my mother thought she would be ever so nice and point out to dad that my face was breaking out, to which I replied "can we please not discuss this?" (in a rather snotty voice, I must confess). So she got all affronted and said she wanted to point it out because she was 'worried' about me. Ya, I'm going to be swallowed by acne. *sigh* And she chooses some of the most embarassing times to point out my flaws to the whole world. Thank you very much, but I have a mirror and am quite capable of critisizing myself far better than she can, although she does like to try to out-do me, it seems. Anyway, today sucked, tomorrow isn't likely to be much better and I have to go do some homework. Huzzah (and that was a 'huzzah' that was dripping with sarcasm). Oh, Rabe handed me an updated Sally Foresythe today, so I shall be posting on it soon.

Sunday = blah

So today was kind of stupid. This morning was full of Gone With The Wind and History worksheet fun. After lunch we went shopping. I hate shopping! It's so stupid! Whoever invented shopping ought to be shot! Anyway, we went shopping due to the fact I have expanded and need some new clothing, but seeing as I am rather picky about my clothing and refuse to wear see-through tops, tops cut down to my belly button, skirts cut up to my belly button, and all manner of other immodest pieces of cloth that pass for clothing, I quickly run out of things to wear. And pink. I hate pink! I refuse to wear pink! Ugh. So, the result is a few hours wasted in a stupid building and only one outfit. Oh well, at least I have another pair of pants that I can actually wear without feeling like I'm going to faint due to lack of circulation or room to breathe. And my parents spent another fantastic day bickering. AAARRRRRGGGG! I'm so fed up! One would think they would have something, something, better to do than nit-pick at each other all day. But no, not my parents. I got so sick and tired of it that I kind of went on a rant about it. Just a small rant though. Involving something about how all they do is bitch at each other and then they wonder why I'm so stressed and in a bad mood all the time. And, instead of making me feel better, my rant only made my headache worse, so I am, once again, drugging myself up with advil and going to bed. And I haven't even started studying for chem or math. I hate homework. I hate school, I hate homework, I hate having to live here. God, I can't wait until university.

FINALLY, there is some semblance of peace. My parents have been bitching at each other all day and I'm about ready to explode. Dad finally left for church. If only mum had gone too and I could have some peace and quiet, I would be happy. Alas, that is not to be, so I'm going to retire to my room and not come out. Ever. Well, that's the plan anyway. I'm seriously considering living at school. I may actually have less stress that way. Besides, we spend enough time doing school work anyway that we might as well just live at school. *sigh* Here's a quote for Willis: "There isn't a problem in the world that a piece of chocolate can't make better." Now, off to seclude myself in my room.

Fridays are better than Thursdays

Well, Fridays are indeed better than Thursdays. This morning was stupid. Our water froze after daddy went to work and mum had a coniption about me going out and fixing it, but I did anyway. One would think she would be happy that I fixed it for her, but no, of course not! History was good. English was stupid and I don't like speaking in front of the class. In fact, I hate it. I get way too nervous. Lunch was ok. As I enjoy being in close proximity with people I'm comfortable with, I don't mind squishing in the seats. It's a fort thing I guess. Bio was ok. I like how Mrs Rose lets us have breaks. It makes class go by more quickly. Chem was good as we actually have a chem topic. My coat broke, but the guy on my bus who talks about nothing but football fixed it for me, which was nice. Mark wanted me to come to Steve's tonight, but I couldn't, so that kind of sucked. I figured I wouldn't be able to anyway though. Apparently, it's 'too cold'. Honestly, it's not like I was planning on walking. Anyway, tonight I may do homework depending on how guilty I feel. We'll see.

Disney

Before I go on tonight's tirade, I would like to announce the suspension of all plans to write my own 'swinger of birches' poem due to an overwhelming negitive response from my viewers. I like you to feel that this is somewhat of a democracy ;) Ok, announcements over, on to tirade!
I dislike Disney with the burning passion of a thousand suns. (Sorry Clare, I felt that on this momentus occasion of my renouncing Disney and its affiliates, some thunder-stealing was in order.) All Disney does is fill children with illusions that life is fair, good always wins, and the good guys always live happily ever after. I'm sorry, but I'm sure Aurora had her fair share of plagues and droughts and Philip probably ended up spending most of his time running around slaying dragons, leaving her to manage the kingdom. Snow White does not just ride off into the sunset with her Prince. Obviously, the horse will throw a shoe, the wedding will have to be delayed until the noble steed is reshod, and the caterers will get angry and revolt. And what about the dwarves? They can't just happily go whistling back to thier lives of filth and squalor in thier little cabin after they've seen how nice it is to have a woman around. And excuse me, but can anyone honestly tell me that Cinderella magically manages to adjust to court life and doesn't offend any visiting dignitaries? I don't think so. Clearly, Disney is intentionally misleading us to think life is better than it actually is. Well, I OBJECT! There is no such thing as living happily ever after, just living normally (hopefully) ever after. Maybe the Brothers Grimm had it right after all...

^..^

So today kind of sucked. I wasn't really in a very good mood, so I'm sorry if I offended anyone, it wasn't intended. I actually stayed awake in ToK today, so mark one up for Mare. I've decided to take a vote: If a remake was made of Gone With The Wind, would you cast Johnny Depp as Rhett? While I agree with Theb on the amazingness of his acting, he's just not tall enough to be Rhett. How's he suppose to sweep Scarlett off her feet? Math was boring and I didn't understand a single thing. What is with randyhere picking on me all the time? Do I have a sign somewhere on my person that says "Please ask me, I love feeling like an idiot!"? *sigh* I did homework through lunch and half of spare, then read for the remainder of spare. It was actually really quiet in the library today. Shocking how people are actually adhereing to the "no talking" policy. Physics was delightful. I enjoy classes where there is no thinking involved. I think we have a general topic for G4 also, so that is good. I had to go to the dentist today, but thankfully I didn't have to get a freezing. I hate getting freezings. They hurt more than the actual filling. I watched the OC already, and it was mildly entertaining. But now I have a super large headache, so I'm going to go take a bunch of advil and start on my homework.

sigh alot

Today was dull, and as you are all there, I won't be redundant by recapping like I usually do. Let's see, what don't you already know? Hmmm...Oh I ordered grad pictures tonight, which was delightful. I didn't go to the creepy guy who took my picture though. Instead, a nice, seeminly normal lady helped us order our package. However, all of the people there seemed heavily sedated. They were all so calm and tranquil. It was kind of eerie. But anyway, on the way home I read some more of Gone With the Wind. It is a delightful book and reccomend it to anyone who is interested in history/period dramas. I'm correcting my ToK essay right now. Ugh. It sucks majorly, but hopefully its getting better. Let's look at how my resolutions are coming along shall we? Oh let's.
1. Pfft. Obviously not happening if I need new clothes.
2. Nope, still eating loads of sugar.
3. No time to exercise.
4. Hmm, well Gone with the Wind isn't exactly chic lit...
5. Nope, procrastination is at it's peak
6. Not happening. Everything is on the floor.
Well, 0/6, not bad...(sarcasm of the highest degree just there. Where? just there!). Well then, now that we have clearly established that I am, in fact, a failure, on to other things. Oh, Evan emailed me tonight, which was nice as I haven't communicated with him in awhile. My own fault really, but I haven't had much time for such things.
You know, talking to Rabe last night was delightful, but I'm back to being depressed again. Pretty much a constant state really, but such is life. I really don't like who I am. There's so many things that I've done and said that I am ashamed of. I just wish I would think more before I say/do things. I wish things had been different and I could go back and change things. Perhaps I'll even write my own poem about how I would like to be a 'swinger of birches'. I wish I could be different. I wish I could be a better person. But most of all, I think, I wish I could just be myself and not care about what people think of me. I'm so worried about being judged by others that I throw up smoke and mirrors every time I step out of my room. Well, it feels like that anyway. It's like the only time I can be 'real' is when I'm writing to myself in my diary, or occassionaly here. And even more occasionally when I open up to people (that occurence, however, is extremely rare). And I know how irrational I'm being, because I know people don't really think about me that much, if at all. I just can't seem to get through to myself though. I dunno, it's really strange I guess. Me and my insecurities hehe. Anywho, I had better be going after this extremely long ramble. Rabe what has happened to Sally?

Mare has issues!

Ok, so yesturday was stupid. I was falling asleep in ToK when h.ro called on me (twice!) and I wa blathering on about something totally unconnected with whatever he was talking about. Woot. Math was aight. I did good on the test (good for me, not actually good). h.ro asked me to come talk to him at lunch so I did (with Beth because we have the same topic and I didn't want to go alone), and it didn't go as badly as I thought it would. Yes, my paper is a piece of crap, but I didn't get chucked out of ToK, which is always a good thing. Spare was full of homeworkyness, Physics was ok. Yearbook was somewhat productive. We decided on certain formats and whatnot. I had a bit of an athsma attack, but whatevs, its all good. I got home late on account of I had to get gas and then watched the Rebel Billionaire finale (all two hours of it!). But I did chem whilest I was watching, so I wasn't completely unproductive. And then Rabe called and we had a really good convo for like, an hour and a half or better. It was really good, except I don't know if Rabe wanted to know all my problems and some of my deep dark secrets, but now she does! THANKS RABE! You've no idea how nice it is to finally tell someone stuff. Very cathartic. Anywho, after my therapy session, I went for a shower just in case our water freezes this morning, and then, when putting on my pyjamas, had the revelation that at least a third of my clothes don't fit me. It's like, in the past week or so, I've suddenly grown. Not the good kind of growing either, growing horizontally. My hips and thighs are too big for my pants (and a skirt) and my upper torso is too big for some of my shirts. I HATE ESTROGEN! I HATE BEING A GIRL. So, the result is on exam break I have to go shopping for some clothes that actually fit. My dad thinks it's hilarious. *sigh*. It sucks because I absolutely hate shopping. Anywho, I have to go do that english paragraph because I just didn't do it last night. Huzzah for me.

so tired...sleeeep....

So tired...must....resist...sleeep...zzzz...Well, shall I, once again, post a boring recap of today? Oh, what the heck, why not? I got up early to study this morning, but my mind kept wandering, so I don't know how much I absorbed. But, despite lack of absorbtion, I think I did okay on the test today. I was actually expecting it to be something on Italy in Abyssinia, but now that I think about it, it makes sense that it would be Germany, seeing as Germany is the biggest player in this unit and all. English was boring. Especially the part where we weren't suppose to be talking. I did anyway, of course, but I did try to restrain myself. At lunch, Mark and I sat on the couch and I rebelled against school by reading a fun book. Wasn't that rebelish of me? Mark was very unrebel and studied. But me, I like to live on the wild side! That lecture Mr Cedar's dad gave today was pretty interesting. I liked it, but being as the lights were turned off, I kept getting nearly overwhelming compulsions to sleep. It was like a nap attack! *insert creepy x-files music* Chem was boring, but the lights were on so I managed to stay awake. You know what, I totally heard h.ro say last week that the ToK was due today. When he handed out the stuff on monday, he said the first draft would be due (and I quote) "same time next week". I swear! GRRR! I supose at least it's done, but it would have been nice not to freak out quite so much thinking it was due today. I talked to Luke on the bus today ladies, and I think you will be surprised to learn that not once did he talk about football, humiliating people, or any other of the white supremist skinhead things he usually talks about. He may just be maturing into a decent person! It's very depressing that I can't fit into two pairs of pants. And it's not like I gained that much weight either. *sigh* I hate Christmas. And food. And stupid pants that don't fit after eating. *sigh* I want to go somewhere far away, where it's warm and there isn't any school or parents or anything. Let's go to Egypt, or Spain!

YES!!!

Victory is MINE!!!!! Mwahahahaha! I have beaten my ToK paper into submission and it is done! Done like dinner! 1226 words! Take that evil Swiss IB guy! And with only 2 or 3 minor meltdowns! That has to be some kind of record.
Well, I still have to finish studying for history. I only got a couple of hours in so far, so I have some work to do. On a nicer note, today is Mare and Mark's one-year anniversary (I don't usually keep track, but this time I remembered, yay mare!) and I spent it with Kant, Wittgenstein, Abel, and Descartes. Do you think Mark will be jealous? Is Theb jealous? If she is, here's another fantabulous quote to make her feel better:

Scarlett : Sir, you are no gentleman.
Rhett Butler : And you, Miss, are no lady.
- Gone with the Wind (1939)

Poor Scarlett and her unladylike-ness.

Mr Ross is not nice

That's right, I said it! Mr Ross is not nice! This stupid paper is never going to be written properly because I have no idea what the heck I'm doing! He is off my Christmas card list! Look at this! I'm even writing in red to show my anger-ness! I'm at 840 words and since Rabe has informed me that I incorrectly read the sheet and I need 1200 words (not 1000), I need...360 words yet! And I just have the conclusion to do. This meens more BS must go into the paper, thus my paper will decrease in factual knowledge, thus it will be crappy!!! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH ALERT ALERT! MENTAL BREAKDOWN IMMINENT. ABANDON SHIP!!!

And to top it all off, I dropped a piece of buttered french toast on the floor this morning, and wouldn't you know it, it landed butter side down. *grumbles* stupid lipophilic floors

mrphmf

My small motor skills are slowly deteriorating as I turn to mush from too much ToK-ness. I'm at 764 words and I'm stalled. I have to do a conclusion yet, but I really don't think it will be 236 words long. I can't conlude that well. Do you think I can count the title? I think I should be allowed. I really want to go to bed too. Maybe I should just get up early. OOOOO! Or, I'll just get up extra early on Monday to finish, and spend all tomorrow studying! That's just the ticket! Off Mare goes to sleep.


Oh, just thought I'd share one of my fav movie quotes of all time (Theb should agree):

Rick : Of all the gin joints in all the towns in all the world, she walks into mine.
- Casablanca (1942)

Now how awesome is that?

It's getting there...

644 word! 366 to go...

Moore is strange

Apparently, Moore didn't like his first names (George Edward) so he made his wife call him Bill. How weird is that?

Stress levels are rising!

My stress levels are rising, thus I am coming closer and closer to a mental breakdown! ARGH! I don't think I have ever quite adequately expressed my passionate and intense dislike of ToK. In fact, the dislike is with the burning passionate intenseness of a thousand suns (if I may be so bold as to steal Clare's thunder for a moment). I am only at 439 words. I need to be at at least 700 or 800 before I go to bed. That's my goal anyway. I would have had more time to work on it, but dad and I had to go run errands this morning (which took all morning) and then I had to make myself supper tonight as I was abandoned without being fed (sweet and sour chicken, yum!). And my paper sucks so far! Like a vacuum! And someone coughwilliscough has taken a large number of philosophy books out of the sherwood park library. ;) If anyone (and by anyone I generally mean Clare or Rabe) needs any of the books I have, feel free to borrow. I haven't even started my other homework yet. Tomorrow morning will be studying, followed by chem lab, followed by ToK, followed by studying. And I haven't any time for the rest of whatever crap has been assigned. That leaves no time for sleeping! WHY?!?! I fail to see what driving perfectly good students to a mental breakdown is going to achieve. Anyway, I have to go chum around with Descartes, Kant, and Wittgenstein some more...

Day of Hell

Well today has been a fitting end to the first week of crap of the new year, and I am heartily glad to say the day of hell is over. After studying all night, I still managed to bomb the test. I think that Randyhere made it unfairly difficult. The movie in ToK was aight, and I managed to stay awake through it, so that was good. Lunch was full of sugary goodness which woke me up for a short time. Spare I finished the history w/s and my novel. I nearly fell asleep in physics. I kept nodding off and then realizing my eyes were closed and jerking them back open. I hope Mac isn't angry. It's nothing against his teaching or anything (although I thought today's notes were particularly hard to decifer), I was just tired. My parents picked me up from school, which was nice because I hate the bus. We went to Swiss Chalet for dinner and I would just like to point out that it is neither Swiss nor a Chalet. We should sue for false advertising. Actually, all in all, I wasn't very satisfied with the place. Our server wasn't very good, and they didn't have a very diverse menu to choose from. Then we came home and here I am. I'm getting super stressed about ToK, but I just don't have the cogitative power to work on it tonight like I was going to. So I'm off to laze around in front of the tv.

...

Oh my goodness! You guys are going to think I'm such a head case, but you'll never guess (with the exception of Clare, who already knows) who called me tonight. Cody. We haven't had a conversation since our rather not-so-good breakup in grade 10 (which was all my fault. I don't think I was a very nice person) I just about fainted dead away. But he doesn't seem to hate me, which I figured he would but am extrememly glad he doesn't. All he wanted was a phone number (Lara's, to be exact), but we also chatted a little bit before I said I had to go study (which I do, I just needed to de-stress here a little first). It didn't go as terribly as I thought it would. I honestly thought he hated me. I would hate me, were I in his place. Why doesn't he hate me? I've expostulated at length in my diary (yes, I keep a diary.) about how much he should hate me and how much I would hate me if I were him. I suppose I was the only one he knew who had access to Lara's number though. Maybe he just swallowed his hatred for a little while in order to get her number. Maybe he was just being polite, since society dictates that it's not nice to hate poeple (ok, my dad says it's not nice to hate poeple, so I attribute this to society at large also). And why am I freaking out over this? It was a phone conversation. A five minute phone conversation which I'm going to have to relay to my mother tonight because she loves Cody. I mean like she was planning our wedding practically. Well, when she wasn't telling me what a shame it was that we would break up. AHHHHHHH!!!!! I'm such a head case! Somebody analyze me, quick!

I'm obsessed

Ok , I have an unhealthy obsession with the Princess Diaries novels. And I'm really not kidding. I stayed up until almost midnight to finish one last night, and got up this morning at 5 30 to start a new one. And then read the new one all through English (and finished it). I don't know what it is about these books, but I think I need a support group. The book is being stuffed somewhere for tonight so I can get some homework done. History was ok today. I didn't get everything written down that I wanted to when he was talking, but I'm sure it's not all THAT important. English was delightful on account of my reading through most of it. I tell you, it really improves the class when you don't listen. And it was very nice of Mrs Williams to wait until I had finished reading to ask me a question, even though I didn't know the answer anyway. I really didn't like that poem at all. Lunch was good. Rabe and I compared history w/s. The bio movie was entertaining. I think the giraffes were the best. Chem was...interesting. Although Rabe and I managed not to blow anything up, we did manage to spill copious amounts of chemicals on the counter and on our persons. But we cleaned it up, so it's all good. And I somehow managed to make something turn yellow (like mustard yellow) which was kind of unsettling at first. But Mr Pope said it was alright, so I'm inclined to believe him. Well, I think I shall bore you all with an update on how my resolutions are coming thus far:
1. ya, right.
2. Wes gave me a whole pile of Ferrero Rocher today (after I was doing so well with healthy lunches!) so that's kind of shot for today
3. psh, like I had time so far.
4. Reading chick lit, so no good.
5. Too much homework for procrastination tonight
6. I cleaned my room up a little last night, so only looks like a small tornado ripped through.
Soo...1.5/6...not too bad for the first day, I guess.

Resolutions

So I thought I may as well post some resolutions for the new year, even if it is a bit late. I usually only make resolutions in my diary, so this is a little weird (letting everyone see them and all). But first, WHAT IS WITH THE LACK OF GILMORE GIRLS?!!? Honestly, I haven't seen a new Gilmore Girls since before Christmas. This has to be remedied. IMMEDIATELY. Ok, on to my resolutions.
Mare's Resolutions for 2005:
1. Lose weight put on during Christmas.
2. Eat less sugar and more healthy foods (ie: no more cookies, pop, etc., more carrots and broccoli (which is a good source of folic acid))
3. Start working out AT LEAST twice a week. (I hate exercise, so this is going to be difficult)
4. Read more. And not just chick lit type books, but actual books that I will be able to learn from. Like history books and stuff...and...I dunno, Miss Manners? (Note: ask Willis for suggestions of books that are good for improvement of vocabulary/smartness/etc.)
5. Less procrastination when homework needs to be done!
6. Clean room more often and keep it clean!!
Well, I think that's enough to be getting along with. I think I should also work on less self-deprecation if I have time. I think I have some sort of self-esteem complex, but I suppose a lot of people do. *sigh* I hate having no self confidence. Maybe I could go see the wizard of Oz and he could give me some. And you guys could come along and we could visit the munchkins and dance and sing songs and everything!
DUDE! This has spell check!

G-4 Summit

So today was another pointless, boring day of school. ToK was dull. Math was also dull. Although Mr Broemling's joke (old as pi, but doesn't taste as good AHAHAHAHAAA) did provide a small dosage of entertainment. And I read my book (Princess Diaries) which I am super obsessed with right now. Lunch was more reading of aforementioned book (with Rabe) which was delightful. Spare was finishing aforementioned book and picking up the new history text and some history worksheeting. Physics was superbly dull. Spoons was fun, but is a violent game, especially Rebecca's rules. After school, I was beaued to Rabe's by Rabence, where Clare, Rabe, & Mare INC. LTD. met for the G-4 summit of bio-ness. It was delightful and everything is now set up for POTATO. Huzzah! It's just about supper, which will be followed by Gilmore Girls and homework, so Huzzah!

So, he says to the guy...

As always, I shall now post today's boring recap. History was ok, English = EVIL, lunch was good, bio was ok, chem was ok, yearbook was ok. Amazing recapping skills! I will now attempt to prove my theory that English = EVIL:
English = boring
boring leads to mischief
mischief is bad
bad is a synonym for evil.
ERGO English = EVIL
I think I may be the only one, but I liked Desert Places better than Stopping in the Woods. So what does that say about me? Hmm..aparently I like depressing poems. Maybe I'm full of teenage angst and thus enjoy angry music, depressing atmosphere, and dark literature. Maybe, I should be a goth! I wear black alot anyway, so now all I need to complete my look is some dark make up and black nail polish! What do you think, would I make a good goth? Lunch was fun with our good ol' fashioned gossiping. Fort girls will be Fort girls! lol. It's all in good fun...and required to make sure Mare knows what's going on because she is completely oblivious to all things flirtatious. Yearbook was really pointless. I couldn't look through any of the pictures because Miss Dictator took them all and was using her high squeaky voice the whole time, and James, Christine, and someone else had the computer images covered. Oh well. I suppose I ought to go do some homework. *sigh* It seems like we didn't have a break at all.

And he stretched forth his hands toward the heavens, and homework descended upon the helpless IB students

Well guys and dolls, the 1st week of crap of the new year has officially begun. Today started out with a delightful serving of dull and sleep-provoking ToK, soon followed by a round of Calculus review. Next up was lunch, which was full of wonderful last minute homework for frenchies, and furious group 4 planning for Mare, Clare, and Rabe. During spare, I refused to do work. I thought about it quite often however, which will have to make up for the lack of actual productivity. Physics topped off the day with a generous helping of confuzzeling and hurried note-taking, as well as a small quantity of actual work being performed. Today's boring recap has been brought to you by Mare the Great Inc. All rights reserved. In other news, Mare has loads of homework and must tally ho and sally forth to it!

Victory!

I am victorious! The last vestiges of Christmas are being removed even as we speak. Ahh, the depressing season of Christmas is over! Dinner went ok yesturday, but I was really tired, so I ended up just going downstairs to watch a movie. Then after everyone left, daddy and I cuddled on the couch and watched loony toons. And I continued to eat lol. This morning, I watched a new show whilest I ate breakfast. It's called What Not To Wear. For those of you with Bell sattelite, we get a whole bunch of preview channels this month, one of which happens to be BBC Canada on which aired the What Not to Watch-a-thon today! YAY! It was really funny. It's kind of shocking how liberall they are. Anyway, I did a little bit of math (some textbook question and ONE WHOLE SIDE OF MY REVIEW!!!) and ate some more sweets, which I really don't need. Rabe, I'm looking at that group 4 stuff you sent, and am rather disturbed to see "transition to jelly fishes..." on one of the sites. Jelly fishes? Honestly, some people's children...Do you think we could get our hands on something that produces bioilluminescence? Oh, maybe those fish they banned in California! Hmmm...lol. Ok, nevermind. Anyway, I ought to go do something productive. *sigh*. I hate school.

Happy New Year!

Yay for New Years! Yesturday was enjoyable. I got to see Jon, whom I haven't seen in ages, so that was good. A little awkward, but good. Alex's was superlatively fun. I am pretty darn useless at Cranium, but it's fun anyway. White Chicks was disturbing. Mental Note: never ever recommend or watch White Chicks. And then my daddy picked me up and I went home to bed! Yay for sleep! I have a family dinner thing today, so that's going to be stupid. I think I'll just do my homework instead. Yes, that sounds delightful.