That thing that lets you know time is happening.

Ian needs to give me back all my Sandmans... because they're amazing- and I want to read them again. Maybe it's time for a trip to Borders. People complain about the chains, that they're too corporate or whatever.. yeah small bookstores are nice.. but sometimes if they're really empty you get stared at for sitting down and reading something you didn't buy.

I need to stop watching home improvement shows like Devine Design, While you were out, Get Color! and so on... I've recently taken to thinking about paint colors and building armoires.

It feels like summer- not helping the lazy.. lets-play-minesweeper-and-not-do-work phase. hopefully it stays atleast through saturday.. where I can golf my butt off against other girls from other schools all of whom seem to be a lot better than me, or a lot worse.

Thursday's going to be fun. Physics test, math quiz, english essay? good thing there's not chemistry too.

At the beginning of the year.. Alliy and I put something like ' we're gonna be best friends' in the Key CLub flyer, and now, with Lit club.. our posters, lets just say are going to be amazing. I love going through with ridiculous ideas.

Facebook mixing with highschool facebook- bad idea.. gonna lower the quality of facebook as a online thingy. turn it into a myspace type thing.

I can't take it anymore. the obnoxiousities of Calculus class (and of not calculus class) and loud offensive statements. I jsut don't feel like playing a long and laughing anymore. Just not in the mood.

in a little bit of Rabah style:
14 days until the end of a two day week.
30 days until the "dear jessica, we love/hate you" letters start coming in.
45 days until my mom's birfday.. and 45 until mine.
88 days until one of those freeze frame jump into the air moments because High School is DONE!!!!

Don't wait for me.. I got a lot to do, got a lot to be

I was down to fifteen mines... and then the smiley face blewup and had x's for eyes. I'm gonna beat the expert level of that game oneday. One day soom.

I like the new sound to keasbey. the play between the horns on Walking Away got a lot better.

I'm at that place again where I'm sick of everyone and their crap that belongs on Planet lookatmelookatme. except for a couple of people.. me thinks its time for a getaway... which won't happen anytime soon.

Why is it.. i'm good at putting on practice greens and in my house.. and then start suckaroo-ing once i start actually playing? It starts tomorrow. I'm superdeeduper excited. Bring on the freshmen.. adn the golf balls.. and Alwin's crazy swings.

it jsut means that April first is that much closer.. and may too.

I need something like a carnival or another shortfilm festival or SOMETHING that isn't the movies or something I could do at anytime to give me a "hey... life isn't dry and meticulously draining you of joy"

Just stick me in an igloo in the middle of the Yukon. or give me New york, or Boston, or CHicago somewhere away from this egotistical shithole of a city with its festering teenagers and maybe when I come back after a week or two, I'll beable to say "It isn't as bad as I thought it was"

Jen was talking about us living together in the same city- raising kids together- being closer as sisters. Good idea... but i've got to move. wiggle room- trips to Barcelona, or Kyoto. Big trips.. I'll slip out of the manacles of settledness somehow. restless like thistle in the wind.

I miss Janet.

Don't cry emo kid.

Crying Josh a river.

Neil Gaiman is Amazing

I don't think I have very much in common with my family at all. maybe that's just the typical teenager in me thinking, but really. I don't.

amnesty night was pretty awesome.. there was a little bit of running around.. but over all a really good performance.. I liked ICE... and Lani and I performed Give Peace a Chance, which went over well other than the ruining of several pots and pans /instruments and not being able to hear us.

I love the backstreet boys. AJ is awesome.

in fits of Delirium.


I am getting way too much sleep.

Better Than Basketball

Come to AMNESTY NIGHT (Entertain Your Human Rights)

Friday 2.17 (Tomorrow)

7pm

$5

Food,
Art,
Human Rights and

Performances by:
Kris Becker
The Panic Sphere
ICE
Hip HOp CLub
Rachel Pontious
Sidney Masuga
and yeah they managed to fit in more than that.

BE THERE.. we're going to beat Mullen anyway.

"like a sunset on another empty night"

It's funny when sleep doesn't help anymore- doesn't matter if its 2 hours or 15.. but i'm still sleepy, and I could still always sleep more.

I feel like I do alot once I get to school- everythign that I have to do jstu hits me, when as soon as I step into my car again... I stop thinking and just get super lethargic. maybe I shoudl live at school so I can be productive and psychotic all the time.

I just watched my first bit of olympics in probably about 6 or 8 years. I remmeebnr watching womens figure skating on my parents bed with my mom dad jen and janet all beneath the covers when I was maybe five or seven. Kinda wish I had the time to do that again.. though they no longer have a tv in their room.

Oh and I got an extra copy of the receipt :o) 25 dollars saved,... 10 more to go.

I need to... idk.. stand at the top of a mountain and scream for a good minute or two... and then fall backwards into a pile of snow.. and stare at running clouds laughing because I'm not anymore. just.. watching the running.

To the end- in hopes it comes quicker.

He climbed down on the stars

I feel like I've been in fifth gear for over a week and a half. Yeah I got a rest this weekend, but didn't feel like it.

We sold about one hundred dollars worth of hershey's kisses.. which means abotu a 60 dollar profit. awesome. I lost one of my receipts.. not awesome.

I'm bitter about science bowl- what a bad way to end.

All I want is for everything to stop, and for me to just... golf.. and read.. and write..and hang out... and get into freaking college.

Can I be sleeping beauty and sleep for a hundred years? I'm ready.

Can't see me flying because all I'm doing is falling- and that's not even buzz lightyear with style business. just flailing, and failing.

breathing is good.

guess that didn't last long.

right now i'm debating sleeping or not. however, the actual topic of my IA is still up for grabs, as well.. i don't really know much at all about the middle east. so just becasue i'm reading a lot of good info on egypt and Nasser and stuff.. doens't mean that B and C are written.. so... can I do it all tomorrow before midnight? hopefully?

sleep deprivation really gets to me. one night its okay- but two and a half in a row? no. naps only help for the immidiate couple of hours after that when its this bad.

Its shocking to count how many months it had been before i had a real conversation with Chris yesternight. He's a good kid.

i'm tempted to leave off for tomorrow post 6.5 hours of sleep. Maybe not go to creative writing? idk. mentors? idk.

I have a kenkersore in my mouth. I haven't had one of those for a long time. it makes me clentch my jaw which probably isn't good for whatever's wrong wiht it.

bed? bed? bed.

I feel like a beetle under a ton of bricks.

Jason Mraz tells me to not worry my day away. Maybe i'll just frantically run my day away instead.

sorry for the disjointed nature of this post.