I love me some Cullens.....

Sweet mother of Mary, I think I love this Catherine Hardwicke person.

Twilight = 2 hours of complete and total WIN

And now excuse me as I explain why in broken sentence fragments and exclamation points:

BIO CLASS SCENE! Amazing! Just like Midnight Sun (if you've read the partial draft)!

ALICEANDJASPERARESOSTINKINGCUTE!!!! I love them anyway, but seriously. The girl playing Alice needs to stop being so cute. It's not fair. She's so....well....Alice. And Jasper... I think yes. And them together- very much win.

EDWARD! EDWARD! EDWARD! EDWARD! (........3 Hours Later) EDWARD! EDWARD! EDWARD!....

So, for seriously, that movie exceeded my expectations. I read so many horrible reviews, but that was so amazing. For real.

But now, I'm drained and tired from the awesomeness of it all.

Did I mention it was awesome?

Ha!

I just took a quiz, which was finding out how comfortable I was being single. According to it:

You are fairly ensconced in a comfortable single life, although you have your moments when you pine for that special someone. Take heart--your ability to go with the flow only makes you more attractive.

Obviously this quiz does not know me. Unless when they say "having my moments", they mean frequent semi-catatonic states of depression in which I am curled up on the floor in the fetal position crying, "Why me?!" Quizzes are dumb. And inaccurate. I want to punch this computer in the face.

Side note to my friend, Carolyn: I am NOT!!! Not! Not! Not! (I put it on my blog, so I win. Ha!)

Interim Day

Today marks the middle of my second quarter of the last year that I will ever be furthering my education in the dinky town of Mt.Vernon (Hallelujah!). Also, Meaning that I am 3/8 of the way through my senior year and 27/32 of the way through my high school career. Can I get an amen?

Today also marks the day that I turned in two assignments for Forensics where I was sick, where I wrote a letter to my social studies teacher explaining the catastrophe that happened with the quiz that wasn't explained to me and my friend's convenient omission of a crucial assignment (which she then laughed about. I am trying not to beat her to a pulp), and begging for a second chance. Also, it marks the time where I look at my Spanish grade and go, "Dios mio! Que paso este cuarto? Era despierto?"

It's the most wonderful time of the year. Or something.

In additon to all of this fun, this thing is rearing it's ugly head again. I got an email last night, explaining her side of the story and stuff. I replied and sent a text and got no reply, and she didn't talk to me today in Debate, still. I miss having my friend, and really want all of this to work out and blow over, but I don't know what's going to happen.

But, in spite of all of this, I say "Huzzah!". This is because "tada!", SUMMIT ANNOUNCED THEY'RE DOING NEW MOON!!! Woohoo! But, why wouldn't they? If you brought in $70.6 million, the first weekend, on a movie that only cost you $37 million to make, wouldn't you make the second movie? Yeah. I should say so. I also say, however, that Catherine Hardwicke needs to get her head out of her rear when she says that they aren't going to rush. Hello? Catherine? You kinda need to rush it. Robert Pattinson isn't getting any younger, and, well, Edward Cullen just isn't aging anymore, dearie. So yeah. Hurry it up, sweet pea.

P.S. A negative review for Twilight, which made me chuckle. I still want to see it.

Nothing Like A Late Night Twilight Quiz...

You are....

Jasper Hale

 You are Jasper Hale. You are very charismatic and have an uncanny ability to put others at ease. You are also a dependable leader and intuitive friend. You have a hard time ignoring temptation, as you are not naturally inclined to repress the way you feel.

I Heart Spanish!

'K, so riddle me this. What's better than highly funny children's books? Go on take your time.

Highly funny children's books....IN SPANISH!!!

O! M! Flippin' G! That is AY-MAZING! I definitely will have to stock up before I go to Paraguay. Christmas, anyone? Much more realistic than the laptop, I should say. I am so not kidding. I would be happy as a clam.

Here's the best part. Junie B.Jones Has A Peep In Her Pocket becomes.....

Heeheehee..."pio-pio"! I am so not kidding about these.

Not enough you say? Well how about Captain Underpants?

Inconceivable!

So yeah. That trip to Polaris was amazing. I also found such winners as (bonus points if you can identify the English children's book)

1. Donde Viven Los Monstros (Not a direct translation/Interpreted)
2. El Gato En El Sombrero
3. Diez Pequenas Mariquitas
4. Eres Mi Mama?

Note: There are no little squigglies or accent marks or upside down question marks because I don't have the motivation to put them in.

Polaris at Christmas= WIN

I'm so not motivated to do anything today...

Today's the NHS induction ceremony, meaning study halls pretty much all day for me. Also, it's the county debate tournament which means "Hooray! Library time with bloginess for me!" during this period. Normally it would be, "Why don't you write your bill for the next tournament you're going to, you big slacker?", but I have two of the three bills done that I need to have done for Tuesday, and I lack inspiration as I have NEVER been able to present a bill. So I have three unused bills and still have to come up with more. There is nothing left for me to reform that I want to, care to, or know how to reform, people.

For example, I came up with an uninspired bill yesterday because I had to. I made a resolution to investigate a highly controversial industry. That is, of course, the dairy industry.

Yeah. Dairy. As in, I'm asking Congress to pretty much ban the drinking of milk. I didn't even know that fruit loops wanted that kind of thing passed. I went on to ProCon.org and they listed milk as one of their highest controversies, so I wrote a resolution for it. And it passed. Dear God, what is this world coming to.

Milk. Really?

Today is my last day at the placement at the preschool. Yesterday we went to the fire department, a trip which involved me flying off of the slide and being caught by a bee-yoo-tee-full fireman, you know, after I hit the floor. But that was okay. Except for my seriously wounded pride.

(Side note: currently there are two other guys from debate in the library, also unmotivated, and making pictures with symbols on Microsoft Word. So far they have made an arrow and a....umm...finger.)

Anyway, placements. I'm really sad to leave, but have an open invitation to come back whenever from my amazing mentor-teacher. I don't think doing this job for a year in Paraguay will bother me all that horribly. Plus, little kids don't talk great anyway, so they won't notice my atrocious Spanish, maybe. (And with that I hear a Jim Gaffigan-esque: "Oh, that's negative....she's anti-Spanish.")

Speaking of whom- I just realized (and this brings me great joy) that Jim Gaffigan was the actor in the Beard Combover commercial, which was my most favorite..ummm...EVER?!?! SWEET!

Do you see what happens when I don't have anything to do? And I wonder why people don't read my blog.

Speaking of Paraguay (several paragraph fragments ago), I have been (once again) emailing the missionaries, just letting them know what I've been doing and about the two letters I got from Foreign Missions in the past month, neither of which told me if I'm actually going or not. It would sure be nice if they'd light a fire under it so I know whether I'll be living slightly northeast or very far south of here next year. It's pretty unsettling when your future is a black hole. (I need an Alice right now).

And okay, weird. I typed in Alice Cullen for the link up there on Wikipedia and got some Scottish parliament member. Someone needs to read some Twilight. 'Kay thanks.

Anyway, I just figured out that MySpace has been unblocked at school so I'm going to go waste my time somewhere else. Maybe something will happen so I can have an actually substantial post within this week. Which hasn't happened in a while. Something like maybe a letter from Foreign Missions?

Yeah, that would be nice.

I like to inappropriately LOL....

WIN

Once upon a time, in a land far away, a beautiful, self-assured princess happened upon a frog as she sat contemplating ecological issues on the shores of an unpolluted pond in a verdant meadow near her castle. The frog hopped into the princess's lap and said:

"Sweet lady, I was once a handsome prince until an evil witch cast a spell on me. One kiss from you however, and I will turn back into the dapper young prince that I am. Then, my sweet, we can marry and set up house in yon castle where you can prepare my meals, clean my clothes, bear my children, and forever feel grateful and happy doing so."

That night, dining on a repast of lightly sauteed frogs' legs, the princess chuckled to herself and thought: I don't flipping think so.




Holla!

Holla!

Yesterday, Dad and I made the trek up to Playhouse Square in Cleveland to go see Legally Blonde. I love, love, love that movie and had seen the MTV presentation of it last year at Thanksgiving and have tracked it down online and watched it at least three times since. So, I finally got to see it live. Amazing and hilarious is all I have to say (Holla!)

Despite the disgusting, rainy, windy, and cold weather it was a great day (there were several umbrellas turned inside out on the streets). The actor playing Emmett was excessively steamy and was out in the lobby after the play, no more than 10 feet away from me. And I didn't get a picture of or with him. Stupid Muffin! But take my word for it, he was a smokin' hottie. He was no finely chiseled Simba (that I know of), but smokin' none the less.

Because you didn't get to see the show, like me, here's a clip from the MTV version. (Dad, feel free to correct Emmett's line.) He definitely didn't say "represent" and it was MUCH funnier.

This would be the screen in front of the stage before the show started. You had better like it, because one of the ushers warned me not to take pictures DURING the show when it was about 5 minutes before they even started. (I didn't take any, just to put your minds at ease.)

Help?

If any of you have the urge and desire and/or $300 spare dollars, and really,really want to make me squeal for joy this Christmas, you could buy me a new laptop.

My laptop is dying. A cruel, long, drawn-out, and painful death. It is so not going to survive the trip overseas or upstate with me. It won't play a DVD without skipping, the battery has stopped charging, my dad (while trying to fix it) broke the hinges so it won't sit up on its own, it no longer connects to wireless...the list goes on and on. It's in worse shape than Fidel Castro.

So, while reading through ads, Mom saw a deal on a laptop. "Only $300!". That IS a good deal. I'm just broke.

So, make a difference this Christmas. Help me put poor old Inspirion out of his misery.

Teehee

I have an obsession with this cartoon. We were doing drills in AP Spanish and this cartoon (Mafalda) is apparently the most popular cartoon in Latin America and we had to learn about it in our AP book. I looked it up and it's stinking hilarious.

You know, if you understand it.

Pain

You know what's not fair?

Being sad, angry, and fed up for two days doesn't only render you able to do little else but cry and be sad, but it physically hurts, like actually aches and makes you feel sore and sick to your stomach. It tests how strong you really are and sometimes lets you know that sometimes you aren't as tough as you think you are. That you can't dig out on your own and you have to lean on your friends eventually.

I hate this. The last thing I want is my friends' help digging me out. It's not their problem. It's mine. Yet, I need them.

Can I just skip past this week and let it be over? Will it be over then? How much more garbage can we fit into one week?

I'm scared to find out.

Dear Mr. Obama,

I kind of wish I'd found this a week ago. I was on my Uncle Peter's, a former marine, Facebook and he had this posted. I really wish I had it sooner, but I still like it.

I'm Mad

I thought I was okay.

I tweeted earlier that my day had a pro side and a con side. The pros were kind of buried buy the legion of cons, but I managed to not be upset (well, a little, but not overwhelmingly) and, well, thought I was okay.

Then  I started to stew.

I talked to a friend about one of the problems. Her reply of, "Well, he's not exactly stupid!" probably wasn't meant to make me upset, but once she said that I kind of felt like hanging up on her after yelling, "Well, DUH! I knew THAT!" and throwing the BlackBerry across the room. Instead I said, "Of course not." and continued on with the conversation until she said she had to go.

I was proud of myself.

And then I actually THOUGHT about the real reason I'm ticked off (completely seperate from the above mentioned situation. I've just had a lot of suckage rear it's ugly head today.), the reason I've been upset for the past week that kind of imploded today.

I have, well, maybe the better word is "had", a friend. We became friends about a year and a half ago when we both had to sit out of gym for half of a semester because she had mono and I popped my knee out of place. We've been in debate together this year and have had a lot of fun. It was one of those "mean" friendships, where you're extremely snarky and say things that you both think are hilarious while everyone on the outside is thinking, "Dear God, those people HATE each other!"

To make a long story short, in a conversation I said something, not even something mean this time, and she snapped on me. I thought she was having a bad day and just discredited as that and thought, "Ah, she'll get over it by Monday." So, on Monday I went to talk to her and she blew me off, and over the course of the week, she went out of her way to avoid me- sitting on the other side of the computer lab, blowing me off even more, etc. My best guy friend pretty much adores her, as well as being my best guy friend, so I told him what had happened. Although he likes her, he understands her moody tendencies, but even HE thought that was weird, so he talked to her.

He wouldn't even tell me about the conversation at first. When I made him, he told me that she had told him that we were never really friends. He pointed out that we had always joked around with each other and had fun and she replied, "The fun's over". He told her to apologize and she walked away.

And then, poor guy, HE apologizes to me. It's not his fault (a fact which I attempted to beat into his head and think FINALLY got across) but he still feels like the Poopsmith for telling me what she said. That kind of made me mad at her. For a brief moment I fought the urge to track her down and go all Rosalie Hale on her. And then I thought about it, and decided if she was going to be petty like that, I didn't care.

After this whole conversation, I was in a good mood. She was a jerk, he was my friend, life is semi-crappy, but yet good, and I would live.

I was thinking that I was making progress in the anger-management department.

And then I thought about it. What did I ever do to HER? I went out of my way to be especially nice to her, only showing good-humored meanness when she did, and trying my hardest not to be a jerk, because she has the perception, as an atheist, that all Christians are up to no good. Apparently, I was the exception. What happened?

So, for the moment, I think I've changed my mind.

I'll still live.

I'm just going to be infuriated for a while.

Tragic

It's like the techie nerd's worst nightmare. This crisis has gone too far.

Running On Empty

I promise, I probably will get back into my blog groove. Probably. I hope so.

I have been running non-stop ever since school started, but since I started this placement at the preschool, it's been ridiculous. I'm finished with it the week after next, which both bums me out and relieves me. I've been peed on twice in the past month, and don't really want to increase that number at all. My next placement (hopefully) is eighth grade social studies. We were able to request a teacher to work with, and if all goes well, I'll be working with my favorite teacher of all time, Mr.Cook.  After I finish that placement, my last one is in special education. Hurray for that. I'm not looking forward to that at all. Evil Squeaky Voice Teacher is attempting to find me an ESL (English as Second Language) class for that, so fingers crossed.

I don't really have anything else to report at the moment, because that's been my life for the last two months.

Oh yeah, but do pray for my senior social studies teacher and her family. Her husband had throat cancer last year and they found it again. They did surgery on Thursday to find out the severity and the best course of action to take. I sent her an email telling her I was praying for her and to let me know what happened. I got an email last night asking me to keep praying for them because the surgery did not go well. As for what this means, I'm not sure. I'm guessing it means that there was "new" cancer, which is what they were hoping was not there. I'll let you know what I find out, but in the meantime, just pray for them.

P.S. I got Senior pics done....look!

Ohio = Obama = Frowny Face

So, Obama took my formerly-not-quite-beloved-but-tolerated home state of Ohio.

I'm disappointed.

I told Twitter about this and I got a reply from someone I don't even follow telling me how wrong I will someday realize I am. I'm sure he's right. (Whatever.)

Anyway.

I'm only barely watching the coverage now. I'm much more into Edward and Bella and the last Twilight book. It's not depressing.

Okay, maybe a little.

But Edward Cullen would make a much better president than either candidate. Plus, he could dazzle the undecideds and win in a landslide.

I think I could get some people to follow me on this (Amens, from any Twilight lovers out there?)

Cullen '12!