I have no words for this....

Shockingly, despite all of my "emo-posting" last night, I didn't mention this. John's post pretty much sums up my thoughts. I don't really have anything to add to that.

Boo to you, Latissimus Dorsi

Isn't it just great how whenever you feel like poo, or have a great book that you're reading that you don't want to put down, or both, that your anatomy teacher gives you a test over the muscular system the following day?


Isn't that something?

Why does this keep happening?

So, randomly tonight, the ex of Mr.X, you know, the one who sent me hate mail last year, IM'd me out of the blue. Nice, right?

So we had a random conversation, like, she wanted to know if I had found something to wear for the v-day banquet, and then the interrogation began.

just curious why did you and MX break up????

did he ask you out or did you ask him?

was it just that you guys just grew apart or something else?

And then, the winner that had me rushing for the Invisible button-

ok i don't mean to be personal but did he ever kiss you or hold hands?? cause when we dated we held hands once and we dated 4 1/2 yrs but he seemed like he was to scared to do anything! it kinda bothered that's why i broke up with him and he hardly ever called! guys are suppose to make the first move but he didn't seem like he wanted to do anything!! lol what do you think?


This is the part where I say, um, thank you for your conversation, but I gotta go to bed now.

And then you delete the screenname and block it.

*shudder*

Things I Am Wondering On This Snowy Morning

1. How the muffin you guys have never heard of Heath Ledger. Seriously. Have you not watched 10 Things I Hate About You? Or Knight's Tale? Or the Patriot? (Brokeback Mountain doesn't count. I shall only focus on the fact that he met his ex-wife there and they had a kid. The movie never happened.)
   
2. Where I can find a (cheap) red dress or red skirt.
3. How ironic is it that he met his WIFE on the set of Brokeback Mountain? That just seems to contradict itself. That just hit me. The irony is not lost.
   

In other news...

As all the high-esteemed NYC Twitter-ers are reporting, they just found Heath Ledger dead in his apartment.

What the muffin is up with that?!?!?!

Huh?

Why is it that sometimes, when you get what you want, you wonder if it was what you actually wanted or should have been chasing after all?

Worst-Case-Scenario Kind of Morning

So, this week keeps taking odd turns, doesn't it?

So, I almost had the courage to ask the person about going to the banquet with me as friends. I talked to his mom and made sure the whole thing was ok with her, and she seemed to think it was okay. She even asked, "Do you want me to ask him and give him the heads up?"

I was filled with great joy and love for her. But non-chalantly said, "Yeah, I guess that would be cool, you know, if you seem him before I do." Maybe not those exact words, but something like that.

A great load has been lifted from me. Yippee.

But, anyway, before I had said conversation, the most inprobable thing happenned. Yes, people. I walked out of the kitchen from the sunday school meeting and who do you think was standing there?

9YG.

I kid you not.

Do you realize the severe unlikelyhood of such an occurance? He lives 2 HOURS away! For the love of Bob.

This was greatly distressing, as I am attempting to muster great amounts of courage anyway, and here is this guy who I liked for 9 years. Of course, I'm a drama queen, so I stressed more than the average person. But wouldn't you flip out, too?

Augh!!!!

My Musings Over Coffee

So, I'm having one of those weeks that has kept me in perpetually deep thought for the most part. Deep thought over nothing. And everything. Some are fickle, that people roll their eyes and say "Oh, she's a teenager and will grow out of it." and some of them are huge decisions that will affect me forever.

I found out about a week ago that I had failed the second quarter of Algebra 2. I was given two choices. I could either continue Algebra 2 in a different class, which we would have to ask the principal to do, or I could move to Bridges, and retake Algebra next year, and still get a math credit for the year. No, this is not as easy a decision as it sounds. I did end up moving down to Bridges, but the whole thing was an extreme pain in the buttocks. I still don't like the idea of me wasting a whole semester.

While we're on the subject of things wrong with school, did I mention I got a D on the Anatomy Exam?

I did however, end up getting a B- on my KAP History exam. Snaps for this great blessing from the Lord most high.

I also found out that I can be starting college next year. I can do post-secondary and have a year of college done when I graduate. This actually was a no-brainer. I am so doing that.

So, because of that, I signed up for the ACT last night. In April. That scares the poo out of me. (P.S. That may have been my proudest moment as a blogger EVER).

Also, Friday, I found out that Brittany, one of my friends from quizzing, is getting married August 16. When did this happen? My friends that I used to play war games with in the lobbies of churches for bible quizzing aren't supposed to be getting married! Me and Brittany used to write letters back and forth about 9YG! When did my friends turn into grown-ups?

And then, as with all my pondering, we have the guy scene. This is just too messed up to even comprehend. I wish that I didn't like anyone at the second. Because it's a pain in the butt. And I always like the ones I can't have. Which is why I will probably be going solo to the V-day Banquet. All though people are telling me to ask one person in particular. Who would say no. And would make life extremely awkward and painful. So what else is new?

So, I'm running out of time. Bus will be here soon and my brain is still in overdrive. Possibly more later. But who knows?

24 hours is just the beginning

So, it started at about 4 yesterday. I called Dawn and she told me that the four oldest have had their custody hearing pushed back until March. Elisha, however, was placed yesterday. And unfortunately for this side, he was sent back to his dad. I lost it. And from what I have heard, that seems to be the general reaction of the population.

And if that were not enough, I called Rachel to tell her, and she is sobbing on the other end. Her Nona, which is her grandma, died unexpectedly. She hadn't seen her since 8th grade (not her fault) but had written letters back and forth since her family's move here in 5th grade. This is her dad's (who also died) mom, and her grandpa died about 3 years ago. So, my best friend is a wreck and I am a wreck. So we sat on the phone, just crying and miserable for about half an hour. It's good to have a friend to do that with.

So, then, school today offered the same scenario. I wanted to go home so bad. I did not want to be at school. Rachel didn't stop crying all day.

When will the madness end?

Things you learn from Animaniacs...

Remember how I said I wasn't going to discuss my KAP American History exam? Well, we're going to discuss a little bit of it now.

I was watching an Animaniacs video- The Presidents to be exact- and all of the sudden uttered the following-

"Oh crap. Oh crap. Oh crap."

(I'm sorry, Sis. Jewel. I meant to say Carpe Diem.)

So, one of my exam essay questions was to compare Jefferson and Jackson. I hadn't the slightest except for I just KNEW that Jackson had been impeached. (History buffs, don't correct me just yet. I'm getting there.) And based my essay on this. Also, Jackson had many problems with slavery.

Here's the thing. Those things were perfectly true. About JOHNSON. And I said JACKSON.


Darn you, stupid timed essay exam!!!

The End Is Near!

I only have two (easy) exams today- Spanish IV and Visual Basic. This means that I get out at 11 this morning. Guess who's going back to bed when she gets home.

Wow, you're smart.

(PS- I realized after the comments that I forgot to clarify. Mom ended up borrowing our neighbors graphing calculator and bringing it to me. All was good.)

During yesterday's exams, I wanted to do one or more of the following-

• Run away screaming
• Stab myself repeatedly with a dull butter knife
• And shoot myself

Physiology made EVERYONE who took it want to die. That's probably not a good thing. Multiple choice wasn't so bad, but when I got to the essay I blanked out. I couldn't remember the 4 types of tissues and where they were found. Or how to draw a sarcomere. Or the 12 molecular steps of muscle contraction. I about died.

Thankfully, I had a lunch period (meaning you can go home during that exam period, if you don't have any classes normally on that period. Same goes for study halls.) so I had a good hour and a half to recover. I ended up going to the library and having way too much fun with my friends.

KAP History. We won't go there. I have purged it from my memory. Yeah. It was that bad.

Rachel came over after school for lunch and we ended up baking oatmeal cookies and watching Legally Blonde-The Musical. Which was awesome. So were the oatmeal cookies. I then worked on cleaning my room (and it's coming along nicely, too) and went to bed early. At 9:40. Voluntarily. And fell right to sleep. Sheesh.

So, it was indeed an omen....

Guess who failed their last Algebra test of the semester?

Thus, guess who has an F for the quarter at the moment?

And just to shake things up a bit, why don't you guess who is staying after school to retake an Algebra test so that she doesn't fail the quarter?


Any takers? Anyone?

It's an omen?

I just dumped coffee on my shirt. This is two days in a row now. I don't like this.

So, I really can't afford to have an omen-ful week because it is that dreaded time of semester again. *drumroll please* That's right people, starting tomorrow, it is----

EXAM WEEK!!

So, here's my schedule for the week-

Wednesday
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Comparative Religion

15-minute break

Honors English

15-minute break

Algebra 2
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Thursday

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Anatomy and Physiology

Break

Homeroom (Free Study Exam Period)

Break

KAP American History
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Friday
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Spanish IV

Break

Visual Basic I
_______________________________________

So, yeah. I'm a little weirded out about Thursday especially, and then Algebra.

This week, I also decided I do not want to take VB II. I hate VB with a passion and was only taking the second semester of it because of web HTML. Then James told me that the class never gets to web HTML. So, forget that. But luckily, this allows me to switch Algebra classes. WOOHOO! Except in the rare case of me having a date for a certain Valentine's Banquet next month (Boo!) this quite possibly may be the greatest thing to happen to me for the year thus far. It will be amazing.

P.S. The odds of a V-day miracle occurring are about the same as me winning the Nebraska Pick 5. You may be saying to yourself, "Wait, is that possible? Did she enter the Pick 5?"

I did not.


This is what I'm saying.

Snowball War

So, eventually I will probably get to the spiritual moments of Mid-Winter that were great, but at the moment, let's enjoy a video of me getting pounded in the face with a snowball.



P.S. Many thanks to NinjaJohn for getting revenge on him, as I am a big wuss. Also, the whole thing made me laugh hysterically.

Just In Case....

Hear ye, hear ye, listen to the voice of experience!

If you feel like hurling at anytime during a given day- let's use a Cantata, just for kicks, DO NOT CONTINUE TO SAID EVENT!

If however, you MUST go, should you have to excuse yourself directly before your part for such reasons as, say, that slight rising feeling in your throat making you feel like oh-my-meatballs-I'm-gonna-spew, in said event, do not continue on to said part.

If you have still not got the picture, you should exit quickly out the side door from the church platform at a strategic break in the song in said part. This will prevent you from spewing on the pretty Memorial Poinsettias in the front of the church. I doubt that those commemorating lost loved ones would appreciate such defamation.

After you exit, it is likely that several people will follow you, and then your cousin will take you home.

Anyway....that was my eventful evening. I think the church has the online video of the Cantata up. I am not strategically exiting. This was not planned. I was going to be sick. Oh happy day.

The Transitive Property of Her Muffiness

If Muffin (M) = on Cast List (L) then M=Happy(H)
H=Grand Celebration (G)

Solve for M.

M < H

(M is less than H, for those of you who, like me, have D's in Algebra)

That, my friends, is the first and last time I will compose an Algebraic blog post. It pained me to write. For more reasons than one.