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There's no reason for that title.

I'm in a weird mood today. Kind of sentimental, kind of sad, kind of sleepy. As I write, however, I'm becoming more and more indifferent again. I always start writing when I think this way, and by the time I get to it, it's gone. Oh well.

My hands smelled like latex. Now they smell like Alicia's lotion. She said it smelled funny, but I think it's a big improvement.

I've been staring at this screen now for like 20 minutes, with only a couple minute break to look up the name of All My Children vixens for the daily crossword. It was Maria. I just kept thinking..."Barb should be here today!"

Am I the only one here who's never heard of Nom DePlume? Probably.

Jamican Me Bleed!

When playing checkers, is there some rule that says you have to take your jumps if you have them? Graham, don't answer, I want everybody elses opinion.

Well, I'm done. I'm gonna go find my own crossword on here, I think. Should be fun. Bye.

Journalism... it's almost over...

Yep, I'm in journalism again. I put what we have done on the pages. It took about 3 minutes.

So let's see, I am sad again. Nobody is posting. I realize that I had my little 2-week vacation from posting, but what's the deal with everybody else taking theirs when I come back? You people are my only entertainment. I NEED YOU!!!

Wow, okay, now that that's out of my system. Last night, I was at the Y, and I was trying to figure out why it is I really like to go there. I mean, I ride 8 miles, run 2.6 miles, and row a boat for I don't know how many miles, and the scenery never changes. Why do I find it fun?

I guess it makes me feel better about myself. That's about it. That and it's funny to watch other people, cuz a lot of them look just as stupid there as I do. Like the girl last night in a dress shirt, jeans, and converses, walking on the treadmill. Very amusing.

I am completely drawing a blank now. I have nothing else to say, but I'm going to say something anyway. Hmmmmmm....

Hmmmmmmm......

Hmmmmmmmmmmm......... ?????????????????????

I am not as creative as you boys. I can't make up little stories to post on my blog. I could talk about band, but that is depressing. I could talk about biology, but most of today's discussion, led by Michelle, is not appropriate. That brings me back to journalism, so I'm stuck again.

Alicia is doing a crossword. She needs a 5-letter Madonna movie. Thia doesn't know it.

5-letter word for arrested. My best guess... "caught." :)

I stink at crosswords. So does everybody else in here.

Intercoms are fun things. I mean, how else can you communicate across distances too short for a phone, but too far to walk? It's great. Someday I am going to be important enough to use an intercom I think. I don't think I'll enjoy it all that much though, because I hate hearing my own voice. No rude comments about that please...

I have come to the conclusion that Thia and I are too dumb for this class. We do not know the first like, ten Greek numbers. I know the first and last, but that's it. We also do not read every philosophical book we can find. I wish I was that smart. Maybe I don't, cuz then I would be trying even harder to be a perfectionist. I don't know though, it might make it easier. I guess I shouldn't think about it much, cuz I'll never know...

I still like neon colors, but not Kurt Cobain. It's hard to write something new in the same place every day, with nothing new to stimulate my brain.

I liked recess when I was a little kid. I remember it some. Now I find it more fun to listen to recess, maybe just cuz I can't see it. It's funny how wind carries sound, cuz it sounds like it's right outside the window, instead of like 3 blocks away.

This is getting very long. It's okay though, because I don't have anything to do. Chances are, if you are reading this, it also means that you have nothing to do, or at least that you don't want to be doing what you should be doing. I guess that is more often my case in reading blogs. I have done well lately though, and haven't read them until I was through...sorry, finished, cookies are done... with my stuff for language.

I got a lot accomplised last night. I picked up my skirt, which I thought was not going to fit, so I started to freak out, and then she showed me that it has to go over my head now, cuz my butt's too big for the shortened zipper. Anyway, I also went to the Y and did lots, but I also got all of my graduation announcements ready to go in the mail. I'm proud of my accomplishments.

Someday I'm going to have to fill out another form that asks for my accomplishments, and I think I'm going to put down everything that I got done the day before. That should be impressive, especially is the day before was a weekend, so I can put: "got 12 hours of sleep, sat on the couch, read a book." Good for me.

Well, I think the end of this hour is finally drawing near. That means you should celebrate, because it also means that this post is nearly over. Now, if you've made it this far, I congratulate you, and thank you for your time and efforts. Wow, that sounded like the end of every business-type letter I've ever written.

I just knew the answer to a crossword clue!!! It's not hard to imagine though, once you know that the question was about Smee, Hook's sidekick. I know all about my Disney movies. I love Disney movies. That just put me in the mood for some Peter Pan. I won't act on that though, since I won't have time to watch it before the mood is gone.

Wow, I think this is my longest post ever. It's probably also the most pointless, but oh well, at least I posted. That's more than I can say for some people... :)

I'm going to be done now, but everybody have a good day, and don't make me mad cuz I'm in a fairly good mood... :) Good luck.

I'm bored...again...

Yep, that's right, I'm bored. Imagine that. I just wrote a wonderful story about the awesome golf team. Boys, if it were ever published, it would make you proud. Too bad that will never happen, cuz I only have 9 days and 4 and 1/2 hours left of school.

I need to get my announcements done. I think I will try to get that done tonight. I also get to go get my skirt tonight. It should be all shortened now, to fit my short, stubby legs. Yay! Too bad it still has the no-go on it. I should be able to get it off, but we'll see.

I don't really have anything to write about. Thia is here, still trying to perfect her plan to rid the earth of oceans to create a giant skate park... right. Right now, the plan is to siphen all the water to Mars, so water-loving people can move there. There will be a giant fire-proof straw between earth and Mars so the earthlings can get a drink now and then. It's all very amusing, I must say. I enjoy being in a class with a very unrealistic theorist and two smart, fairly philosophical people. It's very entertaining.

I like neon colors.

My notebook is out of paper. It was a very fun one, with a purple flower on the front. :(

I like random thoughts, too. Sometimes I don't think I should put down the first thing that comes to mind.

Oh, I would like to say that I don't enjoy it when people start criticizing me for things they have no understanding of. If all you can do is tell somebody that what they feel is stupid, you shouldn't say anything at all.

I like e-mails and comments... not a hint at all...

Apparently the other person here who likes neon colors is also in love with Kurt Cobain. It's written all over a perfectly nice piece of neon green poster board. What a waste...

Jo, are there enough spaces in here for you yet? I hope you feel better.

I'm sleepy. I woke up this morning and looked like I had two black eyes. I hate pollen. I'm glad I discovered the Neutrogena thing that makes the puffiness go down. It is fun and tingly.

I think this is beginning to sound like a Jo post. I'm not really sure what I mean by that, just that I keep saying things that sound like things Jo would say... oh no!!! :)

Eight more minutes in this horribly boring class.

I run into doors a lot. Well, more often the door frames.

This has to be getting terribly long for you all. I'm sorry. It's entertaining me though.

This had better publish. I'll be mad if it doesn't, but it's been working lately.

Well, I'm gonna wrap this up. Oh look, it's all wrapped. Bye for now...

"Her moods are swingin' on the swingset almost every day"

I don't think that title is going to have anything to do with the rest of this. I didn't intend to post tonight, but as I am the only one on the computer, I decided I might as well.

An odd thing occurred to me tonight. Well, maybe not so odd, but just one of those things I usually choose not to think about. Life is very fragile. All of this is brought on by a funeral and later attending a play with dead characters, so understand that I'm not usually this morbid. But anyway, the minister at the funeral today said something that made sense. He said basically, that the moment we're born, we're trapped in this world. The only way to escape is death. I think a lot of times we go thru life thinking that death is one of those things that will never happen to us, but it's simply a fact of life. It's going to eventually, like it or not.

Sorry, that was just one of those things that kinda sticks with you if you take time to think about it. We don't usually look at it that way, I don't think. Moving on, the play was... interesting. I didn't much care for the show itself, but some of the parts were well-acted, so it was okay. Amanda's dead man voice was great, as we discussed with her afterwards. Good job to all you TJers, especially since none of you will ever read this.

Hmmm, oh, orange sherbet is a hit. I thought Jo and I were gonna get most of the carton to ourselves, but no, Graham is in love with orange sherbet, and I noticed the other guys didn't exactly avoid it. Go orange sherbet.

Jo, I'm sorry you don't appreciate the spaces in my blog, but it makes it much easier to read I think. I find it hard for a huge paragraph that's not broken up to keep my concentration. Oh well, whatever. I actually like one-sentence paragraphs the best.

And I won't call you baby, anymo-o-ore, Elenore... sorry, stuck in my head. Ya, this is getting too random. I'm gonna have to stop before I get lost. I think it might be a little late for that.

Well, goodnight to all. Oh, and go purple team... ???

Staying home...

Staying home is very boring. It's okay though, because I just spent an hour and a half talking to my good buddy Renee. I couldn't have done that if I'd been elsewhere. I think she is lonely, okay, so I pretty much know she is. I understand that. It was exciting though, cuz I miss her.

We talked about how we are going to take over Southern's band next year. Mr. Raymond is either going to love or hate us. Who knows which? If she's not busy over the weekend of State, she's coming with me, if I have to pack her. I won't though, cuz Ms. Little will not care. I have room for her anyway, since we're staying with our parents (aka "my mom").

I have come to the conclusion that the last few weeks of school are completely pointless. It's started to depress me, cuz I occasionally think "hmm, this is the last time I'm going to be in high school, and I'm wasting my time here." Oh well.

I got a letter in the mail today that I have 3 absences. Too bad that's only in one class. I only have two in all the rest. I'm starting to get really afraid that my grades are going to be bad this quarter cuz I'm never there. It won't be my fault though, cuz I always ask for make-up work. They don't usually give me any, but when they do I do it, so it won't be my fault. I guess I'll get my mid-term tomorrow and either relax or freak.

I learned something new today. Well, not really new, since I'd already decided it, but either way, I know now that I am not big on dead guys. They smell bad. Oh, excuse me, embalming fluid smells bad, and dead people without it would smell even worse. I don't know, I just don't want to be a CSI guy anymore. I once aspired to find dead people. Not too seriously aspired though. I was even less aspired after watching CSI and eating cold taco salad tonight.

Well, hmmm. I'm running out of things to say, but I'm stalling for inspiration. I should be very inspired to write about high school right now, as I just spent an hour and a half reliving its finest moments, but nope, I'm not. I have some ideas for my Diamond Story, but I have a terrible feeling that it is going to prove to be very difficult for me.

I'm getting sleepy. Very sleepy. For once this week. I don't feel like sleeping though. I don't feel like doing anything. I just don't want to do anything or sleep. Hmmm. I don't know what to do. I think I'd like to be in C.J. telling Kristen and Jo that they are fat, but then again, I don't want to be there either. I don't want to be anywhere. This is getting very random, so I think I'm gonna stop. I have no idea what's going on.

I'm going to go now, cuz I'm not making any sense. Bye bye, hope basketball was fun.

New post, new post...

Hmmm, I'm not sure what to post. I just need something to write about. Hmmm.

I had a thought earlier. I was really sad...again... about something, but I don't remember what it was. Needless to say, I'm not so sad now apparently. I was sad when my mom said her best friend died. I was already sad, but that just did it. I'm not sure she's really her "best" friend, cuz I'm pretty sure that's me, but close enough to make me sad again.

Today was interesting. After various sidetrips, we enjoyed a quiet lunch at James River Grill. Interesting. Then after another lengthy side trip, we enjoyed a peaceful walk-thru of the Dickerson Park Zoo. We enjoyed the giraffes, as well as the playground, and especially the hippo...

Hmm, I'm pretty much out of things to write about. Oh, it is irritating when someone posts comments under your name, I will say. I'm afraid I'm going to end up saying something I really didn't. Oh well.

Well, I think I'm done boring you all. Have fun.

Bored...

Hmmm... I know I just said I was getting off and going to bed, as it is 1:30 in the morning, but now I find that I am not tired anymore. Everyone is gone. You're all lazy. What do you think nighttime is for anyway? Sleeping? Silly people.

I don't know why I am not tired now. I was tired all day til now. That's been happening to me a lot lately. I am sad though, because no one is here to talk to me. That is why I have to talk to blogger, and hope that it cares. Right.

Well, since I already left an exceptionally long and boring post, though it was entertaining to write, I am going to be finished with this one. It pretty much had no purpose. It's wasted exactly 3 minutes. Oh well... I'm 3 minutes closer to wanting to sleep now.

Now it's wasted 5 minutes, cuz I had to go back and correct my typos. Usually I ignore them, but there were 3, and that is too many. It was driving me crazy.

Blogging...

I'm not really sure I'm in the right mood for blogging at the moment, but I'm going to anyway. I'm sad again. I hate sadness. It stinks. It's like the worst emotion ever created. Anger is the second worst. Why is it I feel those two a whole lot? They're stupid.

I think this is going to be one of those posts I hope blogger deletes in the publishing process, but then again I don't want it to. I'll be really mad if it does, and if it doesn't I may delete it anyway. Who knows? I guess we'll see.

So anyway, there are a lot of things to be sad about lately. My parents are sad too. That makes me feel sad, and quite a bit guilty. I haven't really done anything, I'm just not good enough to them I guess. I feel bad for them. I know they're gonna miss her and everything. I also know they're having trouble with me graduating and all. I was thinking the other day, and this will be the first time since they've been married that they don't have a school-age child. It's hard to think that you're so much the center of someone's world, but I guess I am, and before I was, Julie was. What're they gonna do? I can't live here forever.

Anyway, I don't know what else to talk about. I have really come to dislike reading blogs like this one. I think if I did not write my own blog, I would hate it. I think I would hate a lot of things of mine if I saw them through someone else's eyes. That seems to be the theme of the day. See everything in a new light. Too bad that's harder than it sounds.

We had a "Positive Attitude Seminar" today. Whoopee. I have a stinky attitude, along with every other 18 year-old in the world. That was pretty much all she had to say, I think. Be nice, was the other main point, and don't say "you too" when someone tells you to have a good day. I made the point once to be the person who said "have a good day," so I figure that makes me a nicer person. Guess what her response was? Yep, "You too." That made me feel exceptionally special.

Well, hmmm. I'm running out of exciting things to say. I also no longer have any brain-stimulating conversations running now, so I'm going to fall into a sad sleep soon. I'm not going to school tomorrow, so it's okay that I'm posting this at like 1:30 in the morning. Oh wait, I always post around then, and usually on school nights. I'm going to sleep til like, oh, 9 something tomorrow. I'm excited.

I'm also excited about the zoo. I hope it doesn't rain. I've never eaten at the James River, bla bla bla, Grille, but I'm excited about that too. Hmmm, I'm going to need money. I will find some, or it will come from Austria again. It's been coming from there a lot lately, but then I got birthday money, so I replenished a lot of it. I like the zoo. Animals make me happy.

Well, I think I'm gonna be done with this now. Oh, one more thing that makes me sad: when clerks all the way in Pittsburg leave the No-Go on my prom dress, so I'm going to have to waste more gas to drive back up there and get it taken off. GRRRRR!!!

Okay, now I'm really done. As for any of you who might worry about this sadness issue, don't, because as we all know, I am bipolar, and tomorrow I will be happy... hopefully. I will try, because we are celebrating Brandon's birthday anyway, and that should be a very happy occasion. Happy Birthday, by the way, let's see...5 days late... oops. It's okay, I told you the day before your birthday in case I forgot on your birthday. I think I might have even remembered on your birthday, but that was too long ago for me to remember. None of that just made any sense at all, but oh well.

Okay, I'm seriously done this time. I'll see y'all tomorrow, well, later today really. Love ya.

Lookie, it's me and my good picture. I'm really just posting it so I can see if I can put it on my profile, so ignore...

Too much time in journalism...

Well, I was so excited about it actually posting, I didn't realize I still have like 10 minutes left in this class to look busy in. I'm sure he can tell I'm not working on Journalism, but he'd never say anything cuz I think I intimidate him or something like that. I just heard the full story of Zach and Jake getting lost looking for the Joplin Regional Stockyards. I don't know where they are, but I'm pretty sure I would get clear directions so I didn't spend over an hour driving all over the countryside looking for it. Oh well.

Jo, are you happy now what you have 3 new posts to read, and B, you too? I'm just gonna call you that from now on, cuz it's easier. Call me lazy. Whatever, you'd be right. My first post was somewhat serious, but that's all out of my system now. I really have no idea what's going on now.

Last hour I had to watch Kayla cut up the pig some more. I was gonna help her, but she is very good at it and really doesn't need my help. Kia is also very good at spectating and pretending to help. Oh well.

My word for today seems to be "oh well." I think that indicates a rather apathetic mood. Oh well.

Well, now I'm down to five minutes, so that means another paragraph or two of pointless gibberish probly. I like writing random things once in a while. I'm good at it, it's how my mind works. That last sentence was a comma splice. Sorry Mrs. Miller, but this doesn't call for perfect grammar. It really bothers me sometimes though, when I don't use perfect grammar. I am a perfectionist. Imagine that. Oh well.

Awww, poor Zach. His wisdom teeth are coming in and he's only 16. He just told us that and he sounded like he was crying. It's so much fun to make fun of him. Bell, bye.

Wow!!!

Since that worked, I'm going to post again just to see if the magic is still working... It is a miracle!!! Fun stuff!!!

If this doesn't work...

I'm gonna be really mad and maybe never try to post again. Okay, so I'm sure I would, cuz I enjoy it too much, but if it erases this, it will be the fifth one. Yes, I know I could type it on Word and then paste it, but I haven't done that yet. Every time I've tried I've gotten distracted, plus it just isn't quite the same.

Anyway, I really just wanted to make a post so B will stop making fun of me. :) So there really hasn't been a lot going on lately. Well, okay, there has, but I'm not getting into any of that on here. I'm just going to say I hate it when things change, cuz it is a painful process, and I'm not talking about graduation. That's not going to hurt at all.

Anyway, let's see. I missed 3 days of school last week, and I'm probly gonna miss 2 this week. Yipee!!! MAP tests are also this week, so I will have some free time too. Wow, what am I gonna do? My last like 25 days of school are going to have been a complete waste of time. Oh well. Better that than incredibly hard I guess. I have no will to work on things right now anyway, as I'm really ready to be through with school. My mom says I have senioritis, but as I told her yesterday, that would mean that I have had it at the end of every year for the last like, 8 years.

Aside from all that, I don't have much else to say, except that Miss Little is not coming back next year. That doesn't really matter to me, but I still have an opinion of it that I will not voice here because I don't want to be mean. Also, I have more pictures tonight, and now I have hat hair because we had cap and gown pictures this morning. GRRRR!!! Oh well again.

Well, I'll talk to you all more later I'm sure. Oh, and I want to say this cuz I don't enough, and sometimes it's hard for me: I love you guys, all of you.

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