The Week of Hell on Wheels in a Little Black Dress and Stiletto Heels

And so it begins. Sounds ominous doesn't it? Well that's because it is. Listen carefully, because that is the sound of our doom! Today's poetry test was complete and utter crap. I was forced to start picking random letters by the end. I thought the bio test was ok. I mean, I'm pretty sure I didn't do well, but I'm equally sure I passed. But yes. Tonight is going to be filled with mathematique. It will suck immensely, but such is life I suppose. Oh, guess what. I re-did my vampire cape so it doesn't have the vampire collar anymore and I am swooshing around the house in it. It's quite fun. My dad thinks I'm crazy, but that's alright. I can handle it lol. So I, once again, have pretty much nothing to talk about. Huzzah!

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Two antennas got married, now, the wedding wasn't soo great, but the reception was AWESOME!
ahahaha!

Rabe/Uni/KK day

Ah yes, today was fairly good. I got up at 7, which has become my weekend wake-up time, and started homework by 7 45, which is really good because usually I waste a lot more time than that. Anyway, I've managed to get done most of the Master Builder sheet (but I haven't finished *sigh*) and most of the History w/s, yay! However, I need help with that stupid chem lab. What exactly is my conclusion - yes, we did do this lab? And do I find error? And if so, how? It's quite the pickle. Anyway, Rabe came over and we did some homework, then Mark picked us up and dropped Rabe at her house before we continued along to UofA. And yes, I did manage to get there without any wrong turns...just 45 minutes late. lol. Mark and I need a GPS. Uni was fun. Fleg gave us a tour and introduced us to random males who gave us fairly good advice for res. The guy who meowed was a little strange, yet he had the best advice. Well, aside from advising Mark to either have a girlfriend that would launder his clothes or bring them home and have his mum do them. Mark, of course, told me he would be bringing by his clothes and I had better bring lots of quarters. lol. I'm considering dying all of his white clothing pink...mwahhaha. And then we went and ate in the caf, which was interesting. It's an octagonal building. Quite fun. And then onwards to KK's (an hour late!), on the way to which Mark wouldn't believe me that Wye joined Cloverbar, but we did eventually get it right. YAY for the directionally challenged! Willis and KK and I had loads of fun watching Alias. KK and I have decided that Vaughn is sexy, and Willis has decided nearly all the females (with the definite exception of the man-woman as we have not yet determined her/his gender) are sexy and foxy. Perhaps even sexxy and foxxy. And then my daddy came and HERE I AM! Oh, and by the way Theb, Mark married some other girl the other night! AND he named one of his 9 children Mary so he wouldn't feel so bad! I don't know about that boy...I think we may have to take some serious action! And apparently, SHE proposed to HIM! That brazen hussy! lol. Ok, I just really wanted to use that phrase, because it's oh so good. Almost as good as: 'but faint hearts never did win fair ladies'. Oh, and another gooder: 'be still my beating heart!' Anywho, I'm off to bedfordshire! HUZZAH!

Let the weekend begin

So, what can I say about today besides that it sucked? Pretty much nothing. It has been a very uneventful day. I did some homework tonight, which is completely against my morals and ethics. Not that I did much, but it was an attempt. I have to say, IB does wonders for us. It throws a wack of stress at us; we have breakdowns; we become depressed, manic, antisocial, and irritable; then we go back to school and do it all over again. It's an endless circle of depression and stress. And I'm not quite sure if any of that made sense, but I know what I mean, so whatevs. Have any of you read Edgar Allen Poe's Dream Within A Dream ? I don't know why, but that's always been one of my favorite poems. Mind you, I like pretty much all of Poe's works. I'm one of those dark, depressing poetry people. Well, and stuff like the Cremation of Sam McGee, but that's just wierd. In fact, I've written some pretty terrible poetry myself lol. All of it very depressing. It was quite cathartic at the time, actually. Anyway, I don't actually have anything interesting to talk about today.

"I've developed a new philosphy...I only dread one day at a time." - Charlie Brown

How appropriate lol.

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ridiculously high and you can get into any
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and so

And so I was just sitting here, eating my frozen yoghurt (once again straight out of the container), and reflecting on life. And when I say life, I mean school because really, I have no life. I don't even have a semblance of a life. I don't even have the appearane of a life. I am worse than Nora, because at least she had the appearance of a life, even if she was a doll. And it's not like I 'miss' my life, because I've never really had one (rather pathetic, but I always have been), but I still at least had time to spend with friends if I wanted to. I don't know if I have time to spend with my friends anymore. And even if I do, I fell guilty. In fact, I feel guilty right now because I have not yet done any homework. I feel guilty that I feel guilty about spending time with my friends because I should be doing homework, but I feel guilty that I feel guilty about doing my homework when I haven't spent time with my friends. It's just an endless cycle of guilt. I haven't seen Evan since...oh beginning of December I guess. And every time he wants to do something, my response is that I have too much homework. You know, if I was Evan, I would think I was being blown off. And the really sad part is, I really really want to spend time with him. However, homework doth beckon and I hurry thither. Though it be madness, yet there is method to it. Is it weird that I'm so attached to Evan? If it isn't (and perhaps even if it is) is it odd that, even though we're so close, I know nothing about Carleen besides the fact that she is beautiful, and he knows nothing about Mark? I used to tell him everything. But now...now I hardly ever talk to him. You know, I told myself this would never happen, that no matter what, I would always keep in constant contact with him. Somehow, I seem to have lost that. I'm a horrible friend. He is the one person that knows the most about me and still loves me after every stupid thing I've done, yet I never seem to find the time to even take a few minutes out of my day to call him. It's even gotten to the point where phone calls are starting to be awkward because we have such separate lives that its hard to find common ground. One day, I'm going to look back and kick myself for letting everything go. I mean, I certainly will never regret coming to Sal, even if I get no sleep and have no life, but sometimes I wonder what would have happened it I had have stayed. lol. Stupid to wonder, I know, but I do sometimes. Oh god, I swear I'm not drunk. lol. Wow this blog has become my diary. Anywho...I guess I had best be off. I still have to phone RABE!

x_x

So today...well, sucked. But what else is new? History was actually fairly interesting. Mr Lam's interruptions kind of annoy me, but I guess it really doesn't matter what I think because I'm not the teacher. English was super boring (again, what else is new?). The field trip was mildly entertaining. Actually, my favorite part was the roundabout door. Those are awesome. All in all, not a thrilling day. I'm going to watch Alias tonight (in preparation for Alias-a-thon) and OC and do some homework (but probably not much).

I GIVE IN!

That's it! I give in! Do you hear me school? I GIVE IN!!!!! I can't handle it anymore! I am seriously going off the deep end here. I can handle school by itself. I can handle home by itself. I can even handle school and home together, although I am continuously losing braincells in the process. I can't handle school AND home AND a WEEK-LONG MIGRAINE! So you know what? I GIVE! You can take your bloody homework and school and mirgrainey-ness and shove it where the sun don't shine! I realize this may be alot to ask, but can I just have ONE day that doesn't suck in some shape or form? JUST ONE?! *sigh* One day, I will go completely barking and come to school with all of my textbooks and go postal on everyone and just start throwing my texbooks at everyone, then run out the door, never to be seen again. AHHHHHHHHHHHH I seriously need pain medication that works! Alas, I think I am a hopeless case because 4 advils today didn't even touch me. *sigh* I may just give up on my homework tonight because I am in a severe amount of pain. This is one of those times I wish I lived close to one of my friends so I could just run over to someone's house and hide. (I don't know if that statement made sense to anyone besides me. If it didn't, I mean I like to lay on the couch with a friend and watch tv or summat when I don't feel well. I know it sounds kind of creepy, but I'm just way too used to touchy-feely-ness.) Anyway, I'm gone.

A little plot of land to call their own.

Today was stupid. I am completely off my rocker. In fact, I am sitting on the floor pretending I'm still on my rocker, when clearly I'm not. I have had a headache for the past week almost, which means I am going to be living on Advil soon because I'm tired of feeling like my head is going to explode. *sigh* I love how I'm the type of person Wiersy talks about who goes running for the pain killers every time I hurt. Too bad I can't take Valium or whatever. I would love to be relaxed every once in a while. But whatevs. Like my doctor is going to give me tranquilizers or sedative. he. English was just way too stressfull. I can't handle my own stress, let alone stress over Mark not having WL1 with him, no cover sheets or bibliography, and not a single entry of his poetry journal done! I know I shouldn't stress about his incomplete work, but I can't help it. It's like a built-in thing. I think we ought to have a special short class every day where we can go for a walk outside. It was very nice today and I enjoy being outside when it's nice. Yearbook was fairly good today. I mean, typing stuff up isn't really all that bad. And some of them are quite ridiculously funny. I must confess though, I felt compelled to correct spelling and grammer a few times.
You know, sometimes I wish it would all just go away. I'm fairly sure my migraine is tension-caused, and I don't have anywhere that I can go that isn't filled with tension. School is stupid and full of crappy assignments, home is full of arguements and annoyances. So that leaves...the library (ya, I'm enough of a nerd already; I don't need to spend any more time there), and the bus. Well woot. I wish everything would just stop. Wouldn't that be cool if we could stop time? I would so put the world on pause and go...I don't know, somewhere peaceful. As corny as it sounds, when I get uber stressed (that's right, uber), I just imagine that I'm somewhere completely different. My favorite place is this pond that sits at the bottom of a little bowl-shaped depression in a grassy field. The water is crystal clear and all you can hear are the birds and crickets. I like to imagine that I'm laying on a little raft and am just being rocked by a warm breeze. I dunno, it sounds really stupid, but it's really calming and gets me away from the stress of the moment, ya know? Anyway, that's my sharing for the night.

*sigh* alot

I think that it should be noted that IA is stupid. And I dislike it immensely. Ok, what the heck is a proxy? Is it a cross between a pixi and a doxy? Why does my computer have one? Where do I find out what it is? WHY IS THIS STUPID MACHINE BEING SO DIFFICULT?! I swear, it hates me with a burning passion. What did I ever do to it? I'm just trying to be nice and communicate with people!Gah! Well, my hair isn't quite as straight as when Rabe did it, but I'm trying. I never realized before how girls can spend so long on their appearance in the morning, but now I know. It's the dreaded hair straightener that takes up all the time. Well, not dreaded because I do adore it, but still, it is quite time consuming. But I don't really mind all that much. At least my fuzzies can be obliterated this way! *mumbling incoherently* stupid fuzzies....always there...one of these days...Right, anyway. I guess my IA is coming along. There is just too much to look up. I hate research. It's just too boring. But I only have a few more topic thingys to look up...still...I'd rather be doing something else. And not my math, physics, or chemistry that I have not yet done. I've been particularly lazy this weekend :( and I've rather eaten a lot of junk. But really, if you're going to put chocolate in the freezer without putting your name on it, it's just too much of a temptation for me! And we had steak for supper...mmmm....steak *drools* all medium-rare and still mooing....ok, I'm going away now. Perhaps to do homework.

this shall be a short post

because I am tired. Today was good. I finished up watching Alias, which just keeps getting better and better, and did some h/w before sashaying over to Rabe's for some good old fashioned bio lab and history worksheeting. Then home again home again to eat and get ready for babysitting. You know, babysitting wasn't all that bad. I think my cousins have grown out of their annoying phases. It's really quite amazing. Anyway, I just got home from that $30 dollars richer only to lose my money soon as I plan to invest in a hair straightener because I love my new hair that much Rabe! Anywho, I'm off to bedfordshire!

LRT

I notice I've become quite rant-y in my posts lately, so I'll try to cut down on that a bit for all you loyal readers. So, let's see...oh yes, yesturday was slightly interesting. What was with Mr Lam in history? I don't get how he can just walk into classes and interrupt teachers. If I was a teacher, I'd be rather cross with him. Anyway, Math was incredibly confusing. I'm quite lost! *sigh* Perhaps I'll find myself someday. Physics was good, but boring. Except for playing cards of course. After school I worked out for a little (woot) then bought my mum a b-day present (chapters gift card), then went to get fuel, then the library,then home! I was quite the busy one. Then I got home and watched some of Alias, which is getting quite good. Then bedfordshire! BUT I had to get up at regular time this morning because I had to go into Rutherford for when it opened. I took the LRT in too! For the very first time and all by myself! I was quite proud of myself. And I met Salima and Blake at the library, so I had someone to sit with, and NO CREEPY GUY! HUZZAH! And then when I was going back down to the LRT, I saw Clare and Al and Ryan! I had to leave at like, 1030 though, cuz me mum was having a birthday lunch. So I only got 2 1/2 hours in at the library, but oh well. The rest of today is devoted to WL, english questions, and IA. Woot. In fact, woot and a half!

Orals

So today sucked majorly. In fact, it 'vacuumed', as Mr Charchun likes to put it. History was okay as per usual. I like History, so no problems there ever. English was boring. I was doing delightfully until Mark started making me nervous about my oral, telling me to make sure 'not to freeze up' and so and so forth. Ass. Okay, well not really. He was just joking, but I'm very high strung lately, and that just got me really worked up. Lunch was boring. Nick kept going on about his oral, and neither Kalyn nor I had done ours yet, so that was slightly annoying. And then came ... dun dun duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuun ... the oral exam! It was quite nerve wracking, I must say. I absolutely hate my passage, and if it wasn't for Clare's notes, I never would have survived. THANKS CLARE! Mrs Williams asked me if I was 'okay'. Of course I'm freaking not okay! I'm talking into a tape recorder which is recording every single word I saw which some person in who knows what country is going to analyze and say "FAIL!". *sigh* And then about 3/4 of the way through I ran out of things to say, came up with the brilliant statement of 'uhm...' and then looked at Mrs Williams and just about started hyperventilating. Thank goodness she took pity on me and made me talk about something else. And she asked me if I felt 'empathy' for Daisy and Tom. What kind of a question is that? Oh well, I got a cookie out of the deal. But you know what they say: 'Give a mouse a cookie and he'll want a glass of milk'. Good thing I'm not a mouse. I think I actually did okay on the chemistry quiz today. That is definitely a first. Wes told me I looked horrible this afternoon. My response was "Gee, thanks Wes. That's just what a girl loves to hear!". What does one say to this? Hmm, I'll have to think about that one. Oh my goodness, Gilmore Girls was awesome tonight! I love Logan! He is definitely hot! In fact, Logan is HAWT! And I think Christopher is infinitely better for Lorelai than Luke. So there!

>}}}} *)

That doesn't much look like a fish, but oh well. I need to be consice because I must depart for the bus soon! Yearbook was actually really good, on account of there were 4 of us there, and none of those 4 was Dictator Girl! Whoo hoo! AND we actually accomplished some things. I like this small 'class' of yearbook-ness. It is rather joyous. Last night was fairly boring. I did my homework, dad and I cleaned out our liquor cabinet. And by cleaning out, I mean we sampled the stuff we haven't touched in forever and if we didn't like it, tossed it down the drain. For the record, Mescal tastes how it smells, which is basically like terpentine. Ew. (It's the one with the worm in the bottle.) I suggested tossing a lighted match into the sink afterword to see if it would light on fire, but dad said we'd likely just blow the pipes up in the process. Darn. But really, I'm perfectly willing to sacrifice our drains in the pursuit of science. Mark and I discussed res options last night and decided to go to u of a to look at them this weekend. Very productive. Anyway, that was my night and now I have to go find my bus! YAY! (or not. Yes, really not.)

!?!?!?

You know what? I am tired of school! I'm tired of being constantly exhausted because I don't have time to sleep! I'm tired of being unable to enjoy the little free time I allow myself because I feel guily about not doing homework! I'm just so TIRED! I hate life. Life sucks! I just want to sleep, but I can't because I'm not anywhere near ready for English orals on Wednesday, not to mention all of the other crap we get assigned. I JUST WANT TO GO HOME!! And when I say home, I certainly do NOT mean my house. I mean home as in the idea of home: the one safe place everyone wants to go to because all your baggage is left at the door and you can just relax and sleep and be taken care of and loved (and in my case cuddled because I like affection). THAT is what I mean when I think of 'home'. I finally figured out what randyhere has been going on about for the past few classes, but I can't do the worsheet. It might as well be written in heiroglyphs for all I can decipher. I hate school! I just want to assume a fetal position and cry until it all goes away! I know I'm being incredibly whiney right now, but I just really, really, really want school to dissapear into thin air! Or thick air, or whatever kind of air it so desires, as long as it GOES AWAY! DO YOU HEAR ME SCHOOL? GO AWAY! My goal is to stand out in the snow tomorrow until I catch pneumonia and am sent home to recuperate for a few weeks WITHOUT HOMEWORK! I want to go HOME!

Happy Valentine's Day

So today was the infamous Valentine's Day. All in all, not a complete waste of mascara, but really, any day we have to go to school is somewhat of a waste of mascara. I guess I did okay on the History exam. I would have liked to do better, but I guess I should have studied longer. *sigh* Perhaps next test. English was a waste of time. Traipsing of to the Heritage room and packing us in a storage room was stupid, although I suppose I should be thankful for anything that cuts down on Mrs Williams's "teaching". And Mark gave me a rose, so that was delightful (good choice Rabe!). Lunch was good. Diana's cookies were delightfully tasty. Bio was boring, but really, it always is. My favorite bit of the film was the elephants. Baby elephants are so cute! Chem was...so...boooo.....riiiiiing...GAH! Just once I would like to be able to listen without falling into a stupor. But I suppose that would be up to me, so I guess I should just try to listen more. Oh, I got my grad pics today. So (hopefully) tomorrow I will be handing them out; however homework may get in the way of my writing on them. Anyway, speak up if you want one!

O_o

Well, today's suckiness is making up for yesturday's lack thereof. My dad decided to have my Uncle Tim and co. out for dinner, which is fine because it's his and mum's birthday dinner. But it's going to suck because I'm not particularly fond of my cousins and I really don't like family dinners. But, good news is I can hide in my room with my musty, book-lice infested tomes that I got from Rutherford yesturday. But the bad news is my musty, book-lice infested tomes make my eyes itchy and my nose run. It's all very strange. My mother went on one of her cleaning rants today. Apparently everything is either my fault or my dad's fault, because god forbid the house not being spotless has anything to do with her. Oh, and also, apparently I enjoy cluttering up the house with all my my 'crap' (read: school textbooks) and (also apparent) my dad is 'an asshole' and if we would bother picking up after ourselves we wouldn't have to get yelled at. Nevermind neither of us can get a word in edgewise with her innterrupting us everytime we try to put a sentence together. Oh, and it is all my fault that I may not have time to spend a day at the Mutart Conservatory next weekend along with going out for lunch with my mum and her friends on a different day because I have (*gasp*) homework to do. Yes, it's completely all my fault, how could I have missed it? Obviously I was trying to ruin her weekend. It's been my plan all along. *sigh* Somehow, dad has managed to escape the house thus I am stuck here alone with my mother. Woot. I tried barricading myself in my room, but as it doesn't have a lock, she just keeps wandering in and out which is driving me mad. Perhaps I'll just try to hide somewhere else with my fascinating IA references.

The day that was Saturday

Surprise of all surprises, today was a rather good day. Rabe and I wanted to go Rutherfording, so my parents took us in as they wanted to do some shopping and we stopped at Carol's Sweets on the way. I got some delightful chocolate rocks and Rabe got some sort of strawberry things, and my parents got a bunch of junk too. It was all rather delightful. Then we went on to Rutherford, where Rabe instructed me on all things Rutherford-related, and then Fleg took us out for lunch. It was loads of fun. And then back to the library for a bit and then to A&B Sound, and then home again home again, lickety split! Well, perhaps not quite lickety split, but in a timely manner. Then I got ready and went to Mark's for our 'hot steamy date' (as Rave likes to call it). It was delightful. We had dinner and watched Bruce Almighty and part of Pirates. ('I am here to negotiate the cessation of hostilities against Port Royal.' 'I am disinclined to acquiesce to your request.' ahahahaha!) But poor Mark is once again sick because I transferred my cold germs to him. Interesting how it always goes from me to him and never from him to me. Mwahahaha! The cold germs are on my side! Now I can do what I 'do every night Pinky: TRY TO TAKE OVER THE WORLD!!!!! MWAHAHAHA *music* the pinky and the brain, the pinky and the brain...*cough* hmm, well as it appears sanity and I have filed for divorce, I'll just get along to my IA research. And perhaps my english oral studying. All BEFORE BEDFORDSHIRE!!! (or 'seepies', right Rabe?).

I have become nocturnal.

I'm not quite sure whether this is a good thing or not, but whatevs. I can deal. Gilmore Girls was soooo awesome tonight. I mean, it was hawt! It rox my sox! lol. Moving on, Legolas is, I believe, our alpha male mouse. He has now attacked two other mice and kicked one out of the nest. It's very sad. Now Sam has to sleep by himself. *sigh*. Tomorrow is Rutherfording, but sans Clare. So it shall be just Rabe and I, alone in 3 north (?) with the creepy old men. Buuuuuuuhhhhh.

dun dun duh-dun dun duh-dun duh-dun duh-dun

That is the sound of my impending doom. That's right DOOM! And not just any doom, IMPENDING doom. So I got up at 7 this morning and managed to do one of the Cold War w/s and re-do my notes from Wednesday. And then I started on math and it all went down-hill from there. I hate math. I don't even understand what the heck is happening. So I did a question and a half and watched Emma. (That's right Rabe, EMMA!) and then I looked at the rest of the question and went and made a cake. It's in the oven right now and it's going to be delightful. I only hope I can control myself and not eat the whole thing. I'm such an emotional eater, and that is exactly what I have been doing lately. Eating anything dripping with fat or smothered in chocolate. Or sugar. It's quite detestable really, but I seem to possess absolutely no self-control. *sigh* Look what IB has done to me! Well, off to find some other homework to do.

IA weekend #1

And thus begins IA weekend number 1. Yesterday was fairly dreadful. Not as dreadful as it could have been, but certainly not stellar. I forgot both, my pencil case and my agenda, so I was quite lost without them. My whole world is contained within those two very important items. However, I ended up being able to borrow Mark's calculator for math and physics, so all good. I worked out for a good part of spare, which was boring, but good because working out = being able to fit into my grad dress. BUT I got this ginormous cramp in my calf muscle (while I was getting changed!) that completely debilitated me. Quite painful. Anyway, it went away. That physics test was less difficult than usual. I'm pretty sure I passed this one, which is nice because I would really like to pass physics 30. After school, Rabe and I worked out some more and then we went home and built a maze for our mice and cleaned out their cage and started our ethograms. We also West Winged, which was confusing as it was my first exposure to the program. We had to get up at 330 and 730 this morning to do ethograms, so I'm kind of tired, but I'm sure I'll live. Well, almost sure. I may expire by Tuesday and thus have a valid excuse not to hand in my IA, but that will require divine intervention. So, until then, I shall do some more homework!

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Today sucked more. 5 individual tests in one day are entirely too many. However, I think I did ok on history. Well, the fill in the blank one anyway. I basically just rambled on the essay. And I hate english (MacBeth in particular) with the burning passion of a thousand suns going super nova. Grrr alot! I think I did well on Gatsby though. Novels are so much easier to analyze. Grad committee today was quite pointless. They argued for a good five or ten minutes over whether to scrap "Sal '05" on the back of the sweatpants, take off the '05 part, make the font smaller, or see if they can add another space. Honestly, if this is the biggest issue facing our grad committee, then I think we have a problem. Besides Mrs Thain basically being the head dictator of all that is grad, of course. *sigh* what a pointless committee. I have to say, watching movies in bio is quite fun. I like how everyone feels free to comment. It makes the movie more interesting. Chem was SOOOOOO DULL! Now, I like Mr Pope. He's an awesome teacher and all, but in my curent state (ie: lacking a sufficient amount of sleep) if he talks any slower I will be comatose in the first 5 seconds of class. I skived off of yearbook tonight. I haven't the brain power to think or the patience to deal with Miss Dictator's cleavage issues. I have to go study now.

Week of Hell on WHEELS!

Today sucked. I was meant to get up an hour early to get some studying in, but I just couldn't wake up enough so I re-set my alarm and went back to sleep. BAD! Then during history my necklace broke (but I managed to fix it) and my whiteout broke also (still haven't managed to fix that yet)! And then I had to tell h.ro that I'm completely lost and couldn't find a single tidbit of usefull information thus I was topic-less. I think he felt sorry for me, because he took pity on me and gave me a topic (factors that led up to the Berlin Blockade), which was very nice of him. Consequently, I was late for math, but as randyhere either doesn't care or ignores me when I walk in late, it was all good. He hasn't picked on me lately, for which I am deeply grateful. I worked out during spare for a whole 40 minutes! It was hawt. There were all of 4 of us in the wellness center, so that was nice. I don't like it when there's a lot of people, it kind of creeps me out. During the rest of spare I did my bio lab and tried to put my binder on a diet, which wasn't exactly successful. Physics was stupid and pointless. Mind you, I think every lesson is stupid and pointless, so I guess that isn't saying much. I've decided not to go to yearbook tomorrow. Studying for physics takes precidence over trying to politely ignore Miss Dictator and her cleavage issues which clearly is a cry for attention (although I'm sure that this cry is more directed at the male population, I just happen to get in the way occassionally). Anyway, I've gotta go start studying and all. Good luck everyone!

Water Gone Wild All Over My Floor!

Quick, someone call Sally! Wild water molecules have attacked my bedroom floor, forcing me to move my bed last night so the floor could dry. It's discraceful. A hotwater bottle that I had leaned against be bed the other day apparently had a hole I was unaware of and leaked all over my carpet. GAH! So last night I decided to be lazy and watch all 7 episodes of Alias Willis lent me. Contrary to my preconcieved notion that I wouldn't like it, I did. It was REALLY good. It's full of spies and shooting and good old fashioned ass-kicking. It's hawt! In fact, it rox my sox! lol. Well, I pretty much procrastinated all of today and I know I will regret it later. On the upside, I did get to see Super Mario Brothers, which I watch every time they put it on tv. On the downside, I researched my potential topic at the library and found that I really have no topic due to lack of information. *sigh* h.ro is going to hate me tomorrow. I was eavesdropping on my mother's phone conversation with my grandma this evening (a, mum practically shouts when she's on the phone so it isn't that hard to overhear, and b, she was talking about me, so I figure I have a right to know) and apparently I'm going to have to 'pull up my socks' in my math and sciences. Excuse me, but where does she get off telling anyone I have to 'pull up my socks' ? I would like to point out that I begged to go into regular, but no one would listen to me. No, I'm just a stupid little girl who isn't responsible and knowledgable enough to know what I am and am not capable of. And just when shall I 'pull up my socks'? After I study for the myriad of tests we have coming up? Perhaps sometime when I should be doing my IA? Honestly, I'm doing the best that I can while still retaining a semblance of sanity. If she wants me to get higher marks, than she can bloody well do my work and take my tests for me. So there. That's my rant for the night. I have to go do some more preparation for orals and then study history and physics since I slacked off today and watched tv. gasp, recreational activities!

Weekend? What weekend?

That's right, I have scheduled out my weekend to maximize my homework efficiency and discovered I don't have a weekend. It is filled with useless things like homework and research to find a topic for IA. BAH! Someone clearly has not yet assassinated the evil Swiss guy in charge of IB. I OBJECT! Yesturday was full of boring stupid-ness. H.ro pretty much shot down my IA idea, English was stupid, bio and chem were uber boring (that's right, UBER! WHAT TIMES ARE THESE WHEN I AM FORCED TO USE WORDS I HATE IN ORDER TO ADEQUATELY COMMUNICATE MY INTENSE BOREDOM?!?!?). Workout was ok. Creepily, all the guys were doing wieghts and all the girls were doing cardio. Hmm...And then Rabe and I got our mice, which are actually alot cuter than I thought they would be. And guess what guys, they make noise! I didn't know they made noise, but they do. They squeak! Rabe and I dropped one in surprise. Then I went out for dinner with the parental units and then we went home and watched Troy. What a horrible piece of crap! No story line whatsoever, just nude people without even the courtesy of the L-shaped sheet! It was rather disgraceful. Even the fight scenes sucked immensely. And then my daddy's beeper went off at 4 am and he had to go to work, which means I have the house to myself! YAY! Anywho, back to the neverending supply of homework.

Week from Hell

This has been a week from Hell. Today was slightly better, but not much. I love how our class is one giant petri dish for infectious disease cultures. I just discovered today that h.ro has a 'sick sweater'. Rabe, of course (being the delightful noticer that she is), already noticed this fact. He wears that brown cartigan every time he catches one of our contagious diseases that we are so good at growing. It's quite amusing. I had to talk to h.ro after class about IA, but as there was a very long line-up I missed the beginning of math. Which is quite alright with me. Anyway, I've decided to something about Germany and the Iron Curtain. Sounds delightful eh? Spare was quite unproductive. Although, I did highlight all the oral material in Hamlet. I actually finished my physics homework for once though. Isn't it shocking? I sure thought so. I don't think I've been yelled at yet today. Amazing, but true. However, my homelife still sucks, though not as much as others' I'm sure, so I suppose I oughtn't to be complaining. 209 days left until res (not counting today).

I'm losing my mind

Well if yesturday was good, today was fantastic. Shall we recap? Let's see, I got up, was yelled at for leaving my retainer on the table (which I only did because mum was in the bathroom when I went to eat), got yelled at for not wanting to go to Calgary and spend a boring weekend in a hotel room with my mother (not to mention miss a day of school) and then finally escaped to go to school. History was okay, english was stupid, lunch was boring, bio was boring, chem was boring. Working out with Rabe was okay (it will never be good as I hate exersizing, so okay is as good as it gets). Then I went home, was yelled at for not turning around fast enough to pick up a blanket I accidentally knocked on the floor, so I went outside to feed the animals and decided to stay out a little longer. I then got in trouble for hanging around outside instead if coming in to eat supper. Clearly, we all need to eat at the same time even though none of us were eating together as my mum wanted to watch tv and my dad was reading the paper. I was so fed up I just started crying and then got in trouble for that as well. So today has been just super.

major suckage

Well today sucked majorly. All classes were stupid. I worked out for 20 min in spare, so woot. Yearbook was aight. But miss dictator decided to stick her cleavage into other people's business and offer unsolicited and unwanted suggestions on pages that were not her's to design. So Grrr! And then after Mark apparently abandoned me without a goodbye, so that wasn't nice. And all because I didn't believe that he got 28 on his ToK paper because he did the thing with his eyes he does when he's fibbing. And it's not that I don't think he's capable of a 28, but as that is how he chose to inerpret it, I suppose that's his problem. Homework tonight is going to suck. The end.