Like It When That Lightning Comes

Mood: Awake; Subtly Inspired.
Music: "13th" - The Cure

I'm really starting to become enthusiastic about the possibility of being a marine biologist... just recently, I've been steadily drawn back to the frivolous prospect of studying skates and schools; kind of nice, actually... Ian and I were at Barnes & Noble today after enjoying a nice meal at Chuy's, and whilst he was poking about for a new book to read after he finishes Golding's Princess Bride, I found a book about the Ocean Deep... you know, all of the aquatic, abyssal creatures. Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, they were gorgeous.

I'm-a grow up and sleep with the fishes. :]

Anyways, school is practically over for the year. Hooray. Daniel drove me home yesterday after a day of retardation, so, that was pretty badass, I s'pose.
Um, we had our loft rearranged and now have a slew of cabinets on the wall. Kind of random, actually.

Work was tedious today, and my neck aches from craning it. So sad.
Ian and my mother picked me up and we went to Chuy's for dinner.

Went to B&N for a bit, hung out and walked 'round (after reading some interesting trivia; random fact - apparently, Frank Sinatra was an extremely well-endowed man, whereas Napoleon went to the grave with a one-inch weapon of his own; so sad), and after a while went to Jay's and just sat around and talked. Left a lil' while ago, played with Schnopee for a few minutes, and... here I am. :]
Confirmed some stuff about Cassie. Bahahahahaha, I was so right.

King Crab. :D

Time to Let Go

Mood: Awake; optimistic.
Music: "Life On Standby" - Hawthorne Heights [Instrumental]

Biology - pretty much read "The Judgment" by Franz Kafka the entire time... I thought it was kind of intriguing... dunno why my mum hates Kafka; like him a lot. Didn't bother with the biology review after all; I have a 98 in the class, and I'm satisfied. So, blah.

Geometry - tried to read, failed, and ended up talking to Aaron and Joel (mostly Aaron). He's still crazy about me; kind of cute, kind of cruel.

World History - the weirdest thing happened. I was reading my collection of Kafka short stories, talked with Maria for a bit, turned in my textbook, and when I sat down and tapped Noe on the shoulder to inquire after his book (something about 7 Ways to better my life or something by a Dr. Whatever Conway who has won so-and-so many doctorates, etc.), I slipped into this five/ten minute long discussion about music with Marcel. It was the first time that he and I really talked in the past two years. It was so... crazy. I was like... ho, damn. I need to get him some good music; his MP3 player is barren.

Lunch - um, watched Elise's video trailer for "Anthem"; it was okay, I guess. Danielle and I snuck to Ms. Weber's room, stole our own DVD, watched it in Mr. Howell's (talking about/doing French dance moves all the way back), and then sneaked it back in. It was amazing... neat little lunch in the portables (lots of food; absolutely badass).

Academic Decathlon - Maria and Sam briefly visited; Ian came up and worked on Latin extra credit (or copied), and yeah. Nothing too exciting... eavesdropped on Britney's and Becca's gynecological discussion; speculum ---- disturbing.

Oral Interp - Charles critiqued me (but not really), and I wrote an angry diary entry in my battered notebook to tape into my actual diary later; there's an angry hole here expanding and upping the crescendo every time I think about it. Plus, music.

Latin - did extra credit; laughed with Logan and Ryan and Kasia. Pretty neat.

English - watched Travis's group perform (Matt deserved some more credit, I think... he worked hard, and it was a mistake) a skit for Anthem; watched Nathan, Logan (who had paper, lopsided boobs under his shirt; Logan = crappiest woman ever), and Jacob B. do a thing for the Invisible Man, and watched Kat and her group do a thing for the Invisible Man. Agreed and received grades, and... acted retarded. As per usual.

Oh, planning a zombie movie night next Thursday. I'm kind of excited.
And, the Summer US History AP assignment on the Brandeis page refuses to open. I'm so sad.

Nathan got a girlfriend today, and he says he's extremely happy. Little jealous; guess it's because he's cute. Whatever, though.
Oh, and Maria told me today that she and Pong are officially and item. They're still doing the one-armed-hug thing, though, so that kind of bothers me.
Annnnnnd, Chelsy and Mark's friendship is steadily progressing. Woohoo!

Now, just need to get Logan and Travis girlfriends. >:D
Bahahahahaha.

Oh, after school, I came home, barged in on my sister and her friend, left them alone, Ian came over for the evening, and... blah. Went out to eat at Rome's Pizza (bothered Kelsey, who works there now; baha), watched some Fruit Basket, messed around on the computer, etcetera. Then, we went to the Alamo Drafhouse to watch Iron Man, so hooray... got back at about one o' clock in the morning, and showered and here I am. On the computer. 'Cause I are sad. D:

Anyways.
Good day.

Decent day.
Read less, watch more TV. :D

When It's Loaded.

Mood: Bittersweet.
Music: " Across the Universe" - Rufus Wainwright

I'm not at all impressed with Carly. I was so happy to see her back from the north-eastern part of the country, but you know what? Whatever flame of hope and excitement I had before about meeting her has been absolutely extinguished. I wanted a hello.
She got a drunken beach trip.
I'm so disappointed in her. Disappointed in Amber. Amber really thought that we all had lives that we could adjust at whim. What a terrible thing to assume.

Alex Cortes goes out of his way to watch tyrants be hanged.
How despicable.

People, you aren't at all very impressive. No matter how terrible any man is or how horrible the deeds he has performed, NO ONE'S, absolutely NO ONE'S, death should be made into an entertainment. Thank you for disappointing me, classmates.

Sam Heinz from my Academic Decathlon class has kind of inspired me, though. He goes out of his way to overcome his fears... like skydiving to get over his fear of heights. That's amazing to me. I'm not brave enough to face a car crash though. Argh.

"You're not afraid of the gun; you're afraid of the bullet hole."
Wish I remembered her name. She had some good things to say.

Anyways, yesterday afternoon was amazing. Logan, Travis, Nathan, Maria and I = an afternoon of retardation and amazement. Had lunch with the boys at IHOP (I couldn't eat properly, we threw water at one another and were just ridiculous, etc.) and then we went to Barnes and Noble, almost killing ourselves crossing the street. It was pretty fucking ridiculous. Ha. Looked at random books in the science fiction/fiction area (talked about James Patterson books with Nathan; it was kind of nice. A random guy in the same aisle subtly broke into our conversation, and though he excused his behavior, I thought it was charming and kind of neat.

(If you're going to connect with anybody else, you're going to have to interject yourself into other people's lives somehow, right?)

After reading our astrological fates (not that Nathan and I would be able to know; March 24th and May 17th weren't mentioned anywhere, ha) we went to the music (book) section, and found the 52 Creepiest Love Songs Ever. Oh my God, it was freaking hilarious. "Love is just another word for I want to eat your liver." It was effing hilarious.
Maria eventually showed up at, like... 2:15 or 2:20. Decided to walk to Target and play hide-and-go-seek and some good Target/Starbucks goodness. It made me smile. We were all being ridiculous... and after a good period of hanging out and sharing each other's food and drink (a frap, black tea lemonade, and sea food leftovers), we retreated back to IHOP, waited for Travis's parents to pick him up, and then Logan drove me and Maria to my place to hang out for a little bit. Logan almost killed us; it was kind of funny.

The entire afternoon was kind of tense for me, though. I had fun, don't get me wrong, but I know I overstepped my own personal boundary for flirtation.
Anatha = slut. Fo' serious.

I love Ian above all else, though. That's all that matters. I just hope that I didn't imply too much. Ah, well.

I love listening to music that is so beautiful that you feel that you must cry, and your chest starts to swell up from the inside and out. Like Andy Samberg's lung after Steve Carrell got finished with him.
And, my kidney has been hurting since last night. I'm not sure what to think of it. It's just a little sore. Icky.

Going to Jay's tonight, and I will probably inevitably see Carly.
Ha.

Whatever.
Need to pick out a new book. Finished Impulse by Hopkins last night at about three in the morning. Enjoyed it, really. Bah.

I'll have a good day, damn it. It is a good day. :D

Scattering the Leaves

Mood: Awake.

Music: "Year of the Rat" - Badly Drawn Boy

Since I gave Nathan my number yesterday, he and I have been texting quite a bit when school's out. It's kind of nice... learning about people without really officially talking to them. He's a sweet guy; should take him out for a good time soon. Like, with Travis and Logan, and Maria, and stuff. I think it would be pretty amazing.

The night before I got to a.) play Hangaroo with Ms. Weber, Danielle, and Lise, b.) watch Danielle and Elise's (and Katie's) dance recital, and c.) watched the orchestra concert with Zach and Danielle (supporting Josh, Trevor M., Maria, and Elise, of course). It was an eventful night, though. I loved it long time. Fo' serious.

Malia's boyfriend cheated on her, apparently. She's distraught. Poor thing.

My day:

Biology - workbook pages; Hunter made me smile without really meaning to. Hooray.

Math - got a hold of Nathan before he ventured off to Mrs. Becker's and I to Mr. Becker's, so that was nice... spherical geometry's retarded, though. I'm kind of angry at it. It goes against everything I've ever learned. Like, ever.

World History - finished up some notes on Xiaoping's policy and then ended up heading to the auditorium for O Award practice. Pretty dumb. It's alright, though... we got to hang out for a bit afterward and be retarded. It was pretty nifty.

Lunch - sat around and interviewed Noe (yeah, his name apparently doesn't have a 'y') for one of my Encounters for English, so that wasn't too bad. I thought some of his connections were kind of awkward, but that's alright. Bahahahahaha. Elise and Danielle are both crushing on him badly. I laugh inside long time.

Academic Decathlon - finished up my Encounter for English, and apparently pissed Ian off.

Oral Interp - mildly depressed because of the Ian issue, but in the end wound up listening to Emily, Charles, Kelsey, and Greg tell some of their jacked up childhood stories. I like Kelsey less than I did in middle school... I don't like who she's become. Absolutely irrational and pro-artistry. Icky shiz.

Latin- I got discouraged like crazy when Logan, Ryan, and I ended up getting a 90 on our translation for adventus. That's alright, though... I got extra credit for a test with a later assignment. Got really sleepy, though.

English - Maria and I messed around for a little bit, being retards (she broke her styrofoam Hello Kitty bracelet on accident; she was temporarily distraught, but I personally thought it was hilarious), and yeah... hung out with Zach for a little bit, using his mystery of a bracelet as a mustache... scared Chelsy by hovering, so that was great... hung out with Travis, "read dramatical" for Ms. Weber, so, hooray... typical English class with Logan, Nathan, Maria, Travis, Chelsy, and Zach. Very tasty.

And, here I am.

Mom keeps talking about Amber. I don't like it... even if she has changed a bit, I hate hearing her bitching about her friends. It's ridiculous... it's terrible, and I hate it.

Started a new book... Impulse by Ellen Hopkins; it's about three kids who have tried to kill themselves, and land in a mental institution and they all end up becoming friends, and getting through the troubles of life... it's kind of inspriational. I dunno how much is actually reliable, but, I 'unno.

Carly's coming tonight. I'm a little excited. On the other hand, though, not really.

We'll see.

Anyways, have a lab due tomorrow. And a test in biology. Suck.

Test.

Like Confidences Told Over Kitchen Tables.

Mood: Pessimistic.
Music: "Hallelujah" - Rufus Wainwright

Good books inspire me to write books and stories; sad piano music makes me want to write poems and novellas; good movies make me want to write music and epic plays.
People discourage me, though.
And people wrote that sad piano music and those good movies and books.
Paradoxical. Ridiculous. Selfish. Misunderstood. Pining, greedy, greedy, greedy people.

I want world peace (fuck you, Egypt).
An imaginary friend (like Tica Tee).
Enough time to read until the day I die.

I want a lot these days, but I'll never say it out loud. I refuse to ever say it out loud. People might actually like that better. If I pretend to not care what people dish to me (or, worse, what they don't), maybe I'll get by even better.

I'm not sinking back into that emo universe that ensnared and gnawed at me during middle school; I had good reason to dislike my situation then. At this point, though, when it's all induced my perpetual indifference:

I'll just throw it right back into your face.

Maybe Franz Kafka's right. If I sit back and relax, maybe the world will unfurl before my feet and reveal the truth with less than a single parting of my lips.

On a more academic note, I'm going to do a children's story book about the love story of Cupid and Psyche. It's a sad one, but ends happily. Travis, read it; it's tasty.

Long Period of Inactivity.

Mood: Dull.
Music: "I Found a Reason" - Cat Power

So, I haven't really done anything productive today, asides from the 90% completion of my plant brochure (which I think is a total waste of time; I have little need for it at this point; with the exception of a couple of the plant hormones, I already know most of it).

Other than that, my sister's reclusive and ridiculous; with the two combined on this particular day during this particular weekend, I cannot help but deem her selfish and short-sighted.

Today I watched:

• V for Vendetta (which I always love; it's an amazing movie, and Dario Marianelli's score for it is amazing; not as great as Atonement, but it always makes me smile inside).
• Finding Neverland (just because I could and I love that movie)

Everything else today kind of ran together (like a bad movie on a bad day, but today wasn't too bad). Never got around to reading my book (so I'm about to go do that now), and people came over, and I didn't get anything but money and a giftcard.

Everybody I care about already knows how I feel about giftcards.
I still love my sock monkey slippers, though. Good for you, Ian.
Anyways, I want to go traveling one day. Just... go see the world. It's so... itty-bitty. I might as well try. I may be going to Italy next summer, but a part of me wants to go to Russia and India... maybe even a part of Sierra Leone before Africa totally dies out. It would be nice, I mean.

Anyways, I should probably go read. Good books, I mean.
And I'm sick of trying to look pretty. You all suck. Ha. I'll make myself as ugly and rude as possible.
By doing that, real people should be able to cope. By real, I mean adequate. By adequate, I mean less-than-a-douche-bag.

Sneezing Spells.

Mood: Optimistic
Music: "Return to Edoras" - Howard Shore [Complete ROTK: LOTR OST]

I freaking love the Lord of the Rings music... I'd totally forgotten how badass the music was until I felt like a little Howard Shore action last night before I went to bad... absolutely amazing. Sometime over the summer break, I'm going to have an "extended version of all the LOTR movies" day. It'll be like twelve or so hours, but nevertheless... amazing amazing amazing. I'm all... excited.
Need to reread the books again, too. I remembered loving the books.

Gah, lots of reading this summer. Books are tasty.
Speaking of which, I want to keep reading The Secret Life of Bees. It's turning out to be one of my favorite books... kind of weird, considering the author is one of those scary inspirational, God-munching writers. It explains a lot of the subtle literary material in The Secret Life of Bees, but writers on Christianity kind of make me wary (with the exception of C. S. Lewis; I love C.S. Lewis).

Um, today my parents were planning on actually "celebrating" my birthday today (along with my sister's, because they apparently forgot about her birthday a month ago and didn't throw her party then). So... hooray! Today everybody is home (nobody was home yesterday for it; that upset me quite a bit), and we will be having people over. So, yay. Chocolate cake, a few more presents, and some fun... ee. :D
Maybe Ian can come over today as well... he's moving within a week or two and he needs to help around, but I'm half-hoping that his mother will grant him permission.

I had a weird dream last night, and I don't remember a damn thing about it. Argh.
That dream journal thing I'm trying to do is proving to be kind of useless. Maybe I can use it to store some of my literary ideas (like that WWII book that I plan on scribing... that'll be amazing, if I ever get motivated enough to get 'round to it).

Otherwise, a word of wisdom:
"It is of interest to note that while some dolphins are reported to have learned English -- up to fifty words used in correct context -- no human being has been reported to have learned dolphinese." - Carl Sagan

In all honesty, I thought it was better than "So long, so long, and thanks for all the fish."

All Dressed Up.

Mood: There.
Music: "Tell Me Now (What You See)" - Moya Brennan [King Arthur OST - Hans Zimmer)

Today wasn't quite what I expected it to be.
Doesn't mean that it quite fit my expectations either.

I need better friends.
Enough said.
However, I should make it known that Ian did a good job today; as far as amazement goes, I mean.
Just wish people were more remarkable.
And, seriously: I'm not that mysterious, am I? That ambiguous?
And if so, then why not get me everything?

I will BE everything. Fo' sho'.

Happy birthday to me.
I guess.

Thanks, mankind. Thanks.

The Elusive Queen and Her Attendants

Mood: Hopeful; aware.
Music: "The Half Killed" - Dario Marianelli [Atonement International OST]

I haven't had an extremely productive day, but that's alright. It's been a peaceful one. n Ian-less day as well, but I've managed... I kind of miss Ian right now. Like, I should be texting him, or something. It'll be fine, though... I'll probably see him in the morning.

I checked up on Aryn. She's being an emo ho.
I'm kind of glad I broke away. Kind of stupid, really.



Anyways. Today, I...

• Watched part of Akeelah and the Bee


• Finished The Titan's Curse by Rick Riordan


• Started The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd


• Got inspired by WWII and have scribbled down about 3/4 of a plotline that won't come true (concerning a young man named Nathan Foster and a young woman named Sarah Bouchet)


• Felt slightly abstract and connected with my surroundings


• Pet kitties.
  

I'm really enjoying Sue Monk Kidd's book... I mean, yeah, I'm going to be reading Kafka's novellas within half a week, but I started The Secret Life of Bee's over two years ago, and after the initial demonstration of T. Ray's methods of discipline, I had never finished it. But, baha. I'm approximately 58 or 59 pages in... and I haven't studied at all for the World History AP Exam coming up on Thursday...

Now that I think about it, I should probably try to learn more of my Asian and African history. Those essays are going to kick my ass if I don't do some studying, stat.

Otherwise, though, I think I'll do just fine.

Oh, and my birthday is in about six days, and the girls (Danielle, Rachel, Elise, and Maria) or going to take me out for a movie and dinner. I'm really excited... I'll never, ever tell them this, but I'm so grateful and my heart's atingle.
It's been about three years since I've been excited about May 17th. I'm so... happy. Hooray.

Suddenly

Mood: Aware.
Music: "The Half Killed" - Dario Marianelli

Your [MySpace] number one tells you they're pregnant, you say?
Get angry, get over it, laugh, and try to figure out how that even happened.

Ever had a song written about you?
Sort of.

Ever kissed your number 4 on myspace?
I can see Maria having a lesbian-deduced seizure even if I raised a finger with such intentions.

What is the biggest secret you know about your 2nd top friend?
There's not much; as far as I know (which is easily within sight), he's lived a charmed life.

Your number 7 on your top friends dies, are you upset?
I'd be a little angry. Damien Rice = tasty music.

Last person you told a secret to?
Travis, or Ian. I don't know.

Ever made someone cry?
Ha, yes.

Thing you're looking forward to in the next few weeks?
Freedom (from academic priorities).

Been in love?
Been and am. Hasn't stopped.

Danced in front of your mirror?
My mirror, you, my parents, your parents, etc. I have no place to hide my mad dancing skills. Fo' serious.

Would you marry the last person you kissed?
Certainly.

What's irritating you right now?
Work, school, all that good shiz.

Is your sister a slut?
Of the two of us, I'm more likely to be the ignorant slut.

Do you enjoY piercings and tattoos?
Whatever.

Do you enjoy Taco Bell or McDonalds?
Taco Bell, I guess. McDonald's is the nastier of the two.

What are you wearing on your feet?
Red nail polish.

What do you currently hear right now?
My hair rustling.

Where was your default picture taken?
Some Bostonian avenue.

Would you ever forgive someone if they cheated on you?
As much as I love Ian, there'd always be a conflict if that occurred.

Everyone deserves a 2nd chance right?
They should, but they won't get it from me. Insert ironic face-splitting grin hurr.

Do you own something tie dyed?
Tried tie dyed shiz before, and I just got angry at the rubber bands.

Have you ever taken a shower with another person?
When I was little, I suppose.

What were you doing 15 minutes ago?
Here or downstairs. Not keeping track.

Are you any good at English?
Anatha = amazing.

Do you like Dane Cook?
He makes me laugh every now and then. He's a little overrated.

Do you have any famous ancestors?
Bahaha. My mother's adopted, and the only thing my grandmother knows is that we're Irish. Latshaws = nobodies. Thank God.

Favorite shoes?
Socks > Shoes.

Do you know all the words to the song on your myspace page?
It lacks lyrics, but I would be able to interpret the song emphatically with my fingers if I was drunk.

Where is your mom at?
No idea. With her friends and husband.

Have you ever kissed in the rain?
Yes. Tasty drama.

Do you draw your name in the sand when you go to the beach?
No; other people's or pictures.

What's the most painful dental procedure you've had?
A filling? I'm a happy kid if there's anything too wrong with my mouth (laughing gas = ballin').

Do you have any plans for Saturday?
I didn't do jack today. :D

How many times did you look at the mirror today?
A few times, I guess. Don't count.

Do you dislike anyone right now?
Overall, not really. Everyone's actions are justified to some point, I guess.

Are any of your great-grandparents still alive?
Maybe. Not sure. Bahahahahaha.

When was the last time you spoke in front of a crowd
No idea.

Anything interesting happening tomorrow?
Mother's Day. That's going to suck like crazy.

Come Back to Me

Mood: Tired; Paid.
Music: "The Half Killed" - Dario Marianelli [Atonement Soundtrack]

The woman to the right, Keira Knightley-- is the person that I want to grow up and be just like. It's kind of an injustice that I'm not pretty, but whatever. I think she's a good role model. And effing gorgeous.
/unfair.

Babysitting right now. Not too much to comment on, overall.

Asian history, though, is starting to scare me. I'm going to review all of my Asian history here pretty soon... I'm pretty freaked out about the World History AP exam this Thursday. I'm-a going to die BADLY. Baha.

Anyways, I'm babysitting right now. Thus far (after a Francey-refusing-to-eat-chicken episode that ended with sugar cookies and overall delight) Nicky, Addy, Francey and I have watched Fantasia 2000, Toy Story 2, and are about to watch Buzz Lightyear of Star Command. I swear, these kids are amazing... I never get an excuse to watch Disney movies all over again. Granted, I'm not as bad as Danielle (who really CAN somehow link any attribute of a conversation with something created by Walt; go figure).

Worked today; no Ian. I actually had some awkward fun with Will today. He was teaching me how to pack things, and we spoke of miscellaneous things... like communist Russia, Laura's Russian enthusiasm, giant microbes (which I'm honestly kind of surprised about), and other things. Hooray?

Um, tomorrow's mother's day. That's going to be horribly awkward.
Speaking of less-than-enjoyable sentiments, my sister was being a douche this morning. I want this overly emotional stage of hers to draw to an end. Like, now. Fo' serious.

Oh, there's a list of albums/artists explicated in the most recent Paste Magazine. Might check them out... I haven't listened to the new Weepie's at all, and Hellogoodbye was talking about their album coming out later during autumn. I'm a little excited... been listening to the Atonement soundtrack recently, too. I love "The Half Killed." I kind of swell inside with despair when I listen to it. Freaking amazing.

Reading Titan's Curse by Riordan right now (his fourth book came out about five or so days ago, and I'm going to sneak it from Cassie soonish). Icky.

But, yeah. Like I said about Ms. Knightley--
I wanna grow up and be just like her. Just as skinny, just as gorgeous, and just as reserved around the peering eyes of others.
Perhaps reserved isn't the right word.



Whatever.

Besides Myself.

Mood: Cynical

Music: "Ender" - Finch

At Ian's front office apartment place. He's exercising in the fitness room nearby, so, hooray.

Anyways, here's my day:

Biology - kind of easy. Had a quiz over the kingdoms, bactera, and all of that other tasty biological stuff. Shark lab (concerning dichotomous keys) + word search. Woo.

Math - worksheet. Didn't get a 100 on it, but at least I studied for the Latin America quiz for next period. I got excited about that... kind of easy.

World History - had the Latin America quiz (which I got a 104 on; just checked the grade a moment or so ago; I am very pleased), and then discussed some of the post-WWII/Cold War effects/issues residing in the Middle East, predominantly betwixt the Jewish folk and the scary, scary Muslims. I swear to God, black people have NOTHING on the Jews.

Lunch - studied for the Latin test. Went back to the bistro to talk, and apparently Elise, Danielle, Maria and Rachel are planning something special for me for my birthday (I probably won't ever admit it aloud, but I'm really excited about it; it's been a long time since I've felt like people needed to "plan" for my birthday! :D), so hooray. Hung out a bit, talked to other people, etcetera. Relaxing lunch.

Academic Decathlon - some freshmen from Mrs. Hummel's GT Leadership class were bustling about one of the monitors in the back for the JA Banks In Action thing (ha, I won $200 for that last year; I feel so special; look up my name on Google, and click on the first link). We thought they had lost, but it seems that in actuality the program was having a technical problem, and thus the banking session had to be terminated. Mrs. Hummel ranted on the phone to EVERY person that she could find about their possibilities. I LOL'ed long time inside.

Oral Interp - hung around, and talked about retarded stuff with Kelsey, Sabrina, Greg, and Charles. I'm performing my prose piece tomorrow, and I haven't done a single thing with it. Kind of sucks.

Latin - test. Not much to say there.

English - wrote a sonnet with Travis. I don't like cooperating with people. Nasty.

Anyways, so, here I am.

Band banquet was fun on Saturday. I had an absolute blast.

And, apparently, I didn't flash anybody. Hooray.

Soldiers of Love.

Mood: Awake/Lippy.
Music: "Jenna Bush Army" - Nerf Herder

Maybe God really does hate some people. A personal grudge.
I don't know.

I've been thinking of Jasmine and Dylan lately. Not good.
No good can come out of backtracking at this point.

Soldiers of love-- keep marching on.

Haircut and banquet are coming up soon. Looking forward to it.
Not really, though. Nevertheless, I'm sure that I'll force myself to have a blast and smile like crazy.