HAPPY ST. PATRICK'S DAY!!!



In other news, I still have mountains of homework to do, and no motivation whatsoever to do it. See icon.

I miss Andrew, and I'm so desperate not to go to bed alone, that I'm seriously considering staying up and doing homework.

If course, it's also partly that I'm so worried I won't have everything done in time that I'm not sure I'll be able to sleep. But it's a very small part. Mostly I don't know how to fall asleep by myself anymore.  :(


/emo
One moment please.

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Why is everything due at the same time? Why do teachers think that group projects are a good idea? (And my groups this time aren't bad at all, I just HATE having to coordinate schedules.) Why do tests have to involve essays? What's wrong with straight up multiple choice? Matching? What am I going to do for THREE FUCKING HOURS in lab tomorrow while my solution dries?

It's all making my head hurt terribly.


Also, having a boyfriend is very very bad for my school work. Especially without my mother lurking over my shoulder, telling me that if my grades slip I can't see him any more. I spend waaaaaaaaaaaaay too much time with him, and not with my lab report.




Ok, I'm done now. Just needed a quick stress release before Chem.
Do you ever get the feeling that people only talk to you when they want something, and the rest of the time they can't be bothered to acknowledge your existance? I figure everyone must feel like that sometimes, but I seem to feel it rather often. I don't know if it's my obsessive need for attention, or if it's justified, but I don't like it.

It's the same feeling I had right around this time last year, that if I died in my room no one would notice for three days or so. Unless they wanted something from me. And it's not a nice feeling.


Also, I hate myself today because I didn't accomplish ANYTHING I had planned to. Ok, that's not entirely true, I did practice my clarinet and study Chem for about a million hours, but I didn't do any of my Ecology. Bah.



Now for the bi-polar bit (Heh... I am a bi-polar bi-sexual....Hahahahaha! Anyways,)

THE FOLLOWING CONTAINS A MILD SPOILER ABOUT QUEER AS FOLK. IF YOU PLAN ON SOMEDAY WATCHING THIS SHOW AND DON'T WANT TO KNOW STUFF IN ADVANCE, THEN READ NO FURTHER.

All hail Justin, the King of Babylon!!! Heh. Oh, he showed Brian, and he showed him good.

Justin: A walking wet dream. At the diner where he works, his ass gets more compliments than the hamburgers. (His buns are fresh.) Even straight girls want to sleep with him. (And do.)

Ah, Justin is our king.


(I did not just throw in a Harry Potter reference there... Oh, who am I kidding, yes I did. I need to go to bed now, before I am completely overwhelmed by my own dorkiness.)


G'night kids.
I feel like I should update about my Thanksgiving break, but so much happened that it would be hard to do it justice. So I'll just put down some key events and leave the gritty details to either your memories or your imaginations, depending on if you were there or not.

I went home Tuesday, and did ABSOLUTELY NOTHING until Wednesday around 4:00. I didn't even get dressed Wednesday. I put on a bra and some warm clothes to go to Deer Camp. That was all. (Which turned out to be a good thing, because I ended up picking up 10 pizzas... Yeah)

Ah, and then that brings me to Deer Camp, which is always wonderful. There were so many freaking people there this year, but I think that made it even better. We played Taboo, and Cranium, and we talked Teh Girl Talk, and my mother got drunk and yet could still spell backwards, and it was great. Janeea's Matt is cool. Quiet, but cool. Just keep him away from knives and onions. (And he broke his glasses. Heh.)

Q. What's Beethoven's favorite fruit?
A. Ba-na-na-na!

Thanksgiving was the usual: lots of food, lots of pie, more games, lots of Heather and Emalee. (YAY!)Jean came this year, and Dylan and Shelby, and we all played dominoes, even Matthew! (Which means nothing to anyone not in my family, but still.) And ummm... Oh, we watched Wimbledon, and I still love that movie. And Paul Bettany. Shelby spent the night at my house, which was very odd cause he's not related to us, and I don't really know him that well.

Then Friday I spent the day doing homework and calling pretty much everyone I know to go bowling. Which we did. AND IT WAS AWESOME. Then we went to Denny's, which I have missed SO MUCH, but my Smothered Fries were...sketchy. Then a few of us went to Janeea's, and we played Trivial Pursuit and watched Secretary (for my first time from the beginning.) Oh my GOD, that movie makes me so happy. James Spader, how I love you.

Me: *about Matt* He talks!

In the moring we watched Mitch Hedberg. He makes me giggle.


Ummm... What day am I on? Oh, Saturday I went to some craft fairs with my mom and my aunt, and then my family went to see The Logger at The Paramount. He's still funny. "Bring back your empties!"

Today I had to get up ridiculously early to go to a mass for my Grandmother, and then I fought with my family for a few hours, before Mom and I watched The Lake House (Which movie I like, so SHUT UP,) and then I left for SMC, and now here I am. Updating instead of doing my homework. Oy. I better get on that.
You wanna know the sadosity of my life right now? I have no work to do, and consequently I don't know what to do with myself.

I had planned on working on my lab report, but I decided to just say "fuck it" and e-mailed it to my peer reviewers. I have three weeks (counting all of break) before the final draft is due, so I figured I could take a night off.

Then I was going to do my Schools and Society homework, but there isn't any. Nothing to read and no journal for tomorrow. WTF?

My Chem is completely done, as is my Psych, and for Philosophy we have to read only one chapter from Brave New World. Not only do I not want to read that now, because I won't remember it by the time I have that class again, but I've already read it (junior year, for Mr. Hooker).

I played Zoo Tycoon for like 2 hours, and now my arm hurts. And I am SOOOOOOOOOO BORED.

I think I'm going to go play cribbage with Nora. Which is fun, but still shows how sad my life is. Oy.



P.S. Bart and I are tentatively planning a bowling outing on Friday. Any takers?

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