my fish woke me up, and it's not like there's anything i can do to punish him. sometimes i hate having a pet fish. i almost threw my pet rocks at him, but i realized it wouldn't hit him, since he is encased in plastic on all six sides of his rectangular home. he just kept hitting the sides of his tank, and he wouldn't stop. i threw three of my pillows at him, but he was relentless. i think he's evenging peanut butter and jelly's death. it's not MY fault that they got caught in the tree and couldn't swim anymore.
sir doctor funky fish II is fat, too. he's like, 4 inches. when i put a goldfish cracker up to him, he looks at it liscentiously. i thought he was going to eat the two other little fish for a while there, before they died.
and think about this. i can't pet my fish. i tried to that one time, but he wouldn't hold still. i can't take my fish for a walk. i couldn't take him to pet day. the only few good things about him are that he doesn't pee all over the floor, i'm not allergic to him, and he looks pretty going back and forth with the light reflecting off of him.
5.31.2005
5.30.2005
swimming in newnan
yay! it's my one year anniversary blogging! i am just 100 for a 100 today....
oh, yesterday was so much fun! all right, here's my weekend: friday, went to blockbuster and rented team america, which my mom didn't want me to watch, so i wasted a rental, but whatever. saturday: went swimming at best western pool, ate picnic there, and went home.
and sunday. oh yes, sunday gets its own paragraph. yesterday, chris and I went to newnan to visit kirstie and their family. this time was a whole lot better than last time because it was just the family. me and chris got there after an hour and a half drive of silence (which i didn't mind, but ok), and it was raining. but since their pool is heated, we went swimming anyway. oh, it was great. it was that weird feeling of cold and hot at the same time. when we got out, we ate the most delicious hamburgers i have ever eaten. chris's mom can cook. and there was just such great food, i cannot even begin to describe it. then, we went inside and played spades with me and kirstie on a team, and chris and their sister brandy on a team. they killed us, but brandy was funny. that family is honest about everything. and brandy's little kids, savannah and william were there, and they were cute.
except, savannah had this book of colors. you know, on one page it had a color, then the next was different, and so on and so on. well, she thought it would be fun to see if i could remember it. when i finally remembered every page in the book, she started changing the pages and CHEATING. you know, not that i'm complaining or anything. it's just that it's not fair.
of course, now im sunburnt, since i can never tan. but if the rest of my summer is going to be this much fun, then that just makes me happy.
** here's a point of arguement. my mom says that since i'm out of school, i should do all the housework. i agree to that, to a certain extent, but i think that i should get to be lazy. i mean, i worked hard all year, kept my grades mostly above a 97 almost all year, and next summer, i'm getting a summer job as soon as i can. this is probably my last summer free. not that i'm dying to work. but i have to so i can afford that pesky little thing people call college.
oh, yesterday was so much fun! all right, here's my weekend: friday, went to blockbuster and rented team america, which my mom didn't want me to watch, so i wasted a rental, but whatever. saturday: went swimming at best western pool, ate picnic there, and went home.
and sunday. oh yes, sunday gets its own paragraph. yesterday, chris and I went to newnan to visit kirstie and their family. this time was a whole lot better than last time because it was just the family. me and chris got there after an hour and a half drive of silence (which i didn't mind, but ok), and it was raining. but since their pool is heated, we went swimming anyway. oh, it was great. it was that weird feeling of cold and hot at the same time. when we got out, we ate the most delicious hamburgers i have ever eaten. chris's mom can cook. and there was just such great food, i cannot even begin to describe it. then, we went inside and played spades with me and kirstie on a team, and chris and their sister brandy on a team. they killed us, but brandy was funny. that family is honest about everything. and brandy's little kids, savannah and william were there, and they were cute.
except, savannah had this book of colors. you know, on one page it had a color, then the next was different, and so on and so on. well, she thought it would be fun to see if i could remember it. when i finally remembered every page in the book, she started changing the pages and CHEATING. you know, not that i'm complaining or anything. it's just that it's not fair.
of course, now im sunburnt, since i can never tan. but if the rest of my summer is going to be this much fun, then that just makes me happy.
** here's a point of arguement. my mom says that since i'm out of school, i should do all the housework. i agree to that, to a certain extent, but i think that i should get to be lazy. i mean, i worked hard all year, kept my grades mostly above a 97 almost all year, and next summer, i'm getting a summer job as soon as i can. this is probably my last summer free. not that i'm dying to work. but i have to so i can afford that pesky little thing people call college.
5.27.2005
jumping for joy!!!
yes! no more middle school.
sure, it had its high points as well as its low points. but it's over. now comes the time when we have to make our own decisions and go to school with a billion other people, half that we won't even know. i've heard of fresh meat week and all of those terror stories, and i hope that it's just a bunch of balogna.
field day wasn't as bad as i thought it would be. it was actually fun. i was bored at parts, but not for more than a minute or two. there was always something to think about. something to do. i hit a volleyball, got a homerun in kickball, and didn't have to hit the ball in softball, so i think it went better than it could have gone.
but yay! jump for joy. no more three hallway schools!
sure, it had its high points as well as its low points. but it's over. now comes the time when we have to make our own decisions and go to school with a billion other people, half that we won't even know. i've heard of fresh meat week and all of those terror stories, and i hope that it's just a bunch of balogna.
field day wasn't as bad as i thought it would be. it was actually fun. i was bored at parts, but not for more than a minute or two. there was always something to think about. something to do. i hit a volleyball, got a homerun in kickball, and didn't have to hit the ball in softball, so i think it went better than it could have gone.
but yay! jump for joy. no more three hallway schools!
5.21.2005
aw!
or go here: http://img284.echo.cx/img284/574/angelnme0sa.jpg
to see my good friends, sammy and angel at the dance. if i have any more pictures, i'll let you know.
the dance
oh, what fun!
i don't think a whole lot was worth commenting on except for EVERY girl looked beautiful, even pam, who were jeans. He looked nice, but he wouldn't dance with me. darn him. and it wasn't for lack of trying. i think i scared him off. grr......
at several points, our friends went moshing. a few times, i headbanged, with my newly straightened hair.. it seems like the only real part of the dance was when people were taking pictures. because we were all doing that...ALL NIGHT.
the best part for me was the afterparty at kelsie's. we ate junk food and chocolate and danced and listened to good and bad music....it was great. we just talked and joked and laughed and made a few plans about the summer. oh, i can't wait!
i don't think a whole lot was worth commenting on except for EVERY girl looked beautiful, even pam, who were jeans. He looked nice, but he wouldn't dance with me. darn him. and it wasn't for lack of trying. i think i scared him off. grr......
at several points, our friends went moshing. a few times, i headbanged, with my newly straightened hair.. it seems like the only real part of the dance was when people were taking pictures. because we were all doing that...ALL NIGHT.
the best part for me was the afterparty at kelsie's. we ate junk food and chocolate and danced and listened to good and bad music....it was great. we just talked and joked and laughed and made a few plans about the summer. oh, i can't wait!
5.16.2005
the best dress ever (i'm sure yours are close runners-up)
okay, those of you who know me, know that i DO NOT wear dresses. ever. sometimes, occasionally, like today, i'll wear a color other than black. i've been known to wear the occasional skirt. but never, since i was 6, a dress. but that's what i am wearing to the dance this friday. a dress. now, let me describe how i came to obtain this dress, in great detail. if you don't want to hear unimportant ramblings, i suggest you stop reading this, because this is going to be a long post.
it started saturday morning, when my grandmother picked me up. she wanted to go to the j.c. penney's outlet store, and so we went. i found a great dress there, burgundy, full length, and actually good looking on me. we got a silver purse to match, and a bra to go with it.
we then went to the mall, where we hit macy's and found THE dress. the beautiful, knee-lenght, black, flappy shoulder dress that i am going to wear. i fell in love with that thing, i swear. then went to shoe store and bought silver shoes, then bought two colored shirts.
sunday, we went to stein mart, where i got my jewelry. we also went to shoe carnival, where i got the most amazing deal on shoes. 2 for $7.50. so now, i have a $150 dress that i got for $50, an $80 dress that i got for $20, and $60 shoes that i got for $5. that is just so great.
i'm actually excited about getting dressed up. now if only i could go with Him, then it'd be all good......
it started saturday morning, when my grandmother picked me up. she wanted to go to the j.c. penney's outlet store, and so we went. i found a great dress there, burgundy, full length, and actually good looking on me. we got a silver purse to match, and a bra to go with it.
we then went to the mall, where we hit macy's and found THE dress. the beautiful, knee-lenght, black, flappy shoulder dress that i am going to wear. i fell in love with that thing, i swear. then went to shoe store and bought silver shoes, then bought two colored shirts.
sunday, we went to stein mart, where i got my jewelry. we also went to shoe carnival, where i got the most amazing deal on shoes. 2 for $7.50. so now, i have a $150 dress that i got for $50, an $80 dress that i got for $20, and $60 shoes that i got for $5. that is just so great.
i'm actually excited about getting dressed up. now if only i could go with Him, then it'd be all good......
5.13.2005
my dream
i need to write this down so i dont forget it. last night i dreamed a weird dream.
it started out that i knew this girl in the 1950s. we were good little girl friends. one day, we went inside an old man's shed, and he caught us. he was very nice, and asked us to come inside and talk. we did, and he told my friend that she must do certain quests before she dies to make something better, i'm not sure what. the next thing i know, we're in high school, and she's a basketball star, and she receives a ring when she wins the game. then, she is married, has three children, and 5 rings. i am another one of her child, at least, she seems like a mother to me. i'm also both of her other daughters. it's very weird. then, this woman dies, and i'm at my middle school, cleaning out my locker and crying. i'm just sobbing and crying, and i can feel the sadness, and the teachers are wondering what's wrong with me. mr. shiflett tells people to leave me alone, and ms. shroyer helps me with my things.
and then i woke up, and i felt the biggest feeling of sadness. first it was because of the thought that my mother was dead, but then it was the thought that my mother wasn't her. she wasn't beautiful and caring and friendly. she's just my mom.
i know it makes me sound bad, and i love my mom, but how can i help thinking what i think? this is the woman who told me she was going to divorce my dad to make him realize that he was making a mistake. this is the woman who hasn't said another word about it, but must certainly be thinking about it.
and this is the woman who i love the most of all, but who i can barely stand most times. how is that? ugh, i can't hink anymore.
it started out that i knew this girl in the 1950s. we were good little girl friends. one day, we went inside an old man's shed, and he caught us. he was very nice, and asked us to come inside and talk. we did, and he told my friend that she must do certain quests before she dies to make something better, i'm not sure what. the next thing i know, we're in high school, and she's a basketball star, and she receives a ring when she wins the game. then, she is married, has three children, and 5 rings. i am another one of her child, at least, she seems like a mother to me. i'm also both of her other daughters. it's very weird. then, this woman dies, and i'm at my middle school, cleaning out my locker and crying. i'm just sobbing and crying, and i can feel the sadness, and the teachers are wondering what's wrong with me. mr. shiflett tells people to leave me alone, and ms. shroyer helps me with my things.
and then i woke up, and i felt the biggest feeling of sadness. first it was because of the thought that my mother was dead, but then it was the thought that my mother wasn't her. she wasn't beautiful and caring and friendly. she's just my mom.
i know it makes me sound bad, and i love my mom, but how can i help thinking what i think? this is the woman who told me she was going to divorce my dad to make him realize that he was making a mistake. this is the woman who hasn't said another word about it, but must certainly be thinking about it.
and this is the woman who i love the most of all, but who i can barely stand most times. how is that? ugh, i can't hink anymore.
5.11.2005
walmart
so i get home the other day, and imagine my surprise at the walmart package i received. granted, it wasn't a real package. but it was a sample cd, with tons of things on it.
of ocurse, i got this last year. i thought that it actually had actual good stuff on it (foolish me). boy was i disappointed. so when i got it this year, i was anticipating its crappiness. "oh no, you won't fool me this time mr. imnotthatgoodofacd!" i said. so i took the cd out of its little cardboard case, scratched the bottom, and hung it up on my ceiling on one of those weird little hook things.
so you see, i beat walmart and their incorrigible ways. stupid walmart, with their lobsters and mini croissants. think their so much better than everybody else....
(i realize i'm posting a lot lately, but that's just because i really have nothing better to do. i wish i did. something good to read, perhaps....but i've already gotten those suggestions...)
oh well.
of ocurse, i got this last year. i thought that it actually had actual good stuff on it (foolish me). boy was i disappointed. so when i got it this year, i was anticipating its crappiness. "oh no, you won't fool me this time mr. imnotthatgoodofacd!" i said. so i took the cd out of its little cardboard case, scratched the bottom, and hung it up on my ceiling on one of those weird little hook things.
so you see, i beat walmart and their incorrigible ways. stupid walmart, with their lobsters and mini croissants. think their so much better than everybody else....
(i realize i'm posting a lot lately, but that's just because i really have nothing better to do. i wish i did. something good to read, perhaps....but i've already gotten those suggestions...)
oh well.
5.10.2005
Tuesdays are Terrific
that's right. they are. except for this one. well, maybe not. it all depends on how you look at it. today we took our Algebra I end of course test. hardest test i've ever taken. mostly because of the pressure that if i didn't pass it, then i was going to have to redo it during high school. but some of the questions i had to guess on, and a few of them, i'm thinking, "what the fizzledikensherries?!?!?" but the rest were relatively easy, sice i loves me some algebra.
and tonight is the only night i really watch tv. occasionally, i watch jeopardy or whose line is it anyway, but mostly it's just tuesday nights when i watch me some gilmore girls and scrubs and veronica mars and house. oh yes, such good shows.
oh, and i ddin't tell you the best part. yesterday, i woke up super duper dizzy. i don't know why, but i did. i went to the bathroom, and the floor was spinning right before my very eyes. at first, i thought satan was about to pop out of the floor. then i realized that i had to vomit, so that just confirmed my suspicions....
argh, my eyes hurt. i need something good to read. v.c. andrews just ain't cuttin it no more. i need something that actually doesn't have the same plot of 30 other books with variations of the same name.
when pushing billy off the roof, it's not a good idea to yell, "it's raining billy!!"
and tonight is the only night i really watch tv. occasionally, i watch jeopardy or whose line is it anyway, but mostly it's just tuesday nights when i watch me some gilmore girls and scrubs and veronica mars and house. oh yes, such good shows.
oh, and i ddin't tell you the best part. yesterday, i woke up super duper dizzy. i don't know why, but i did. i went to the bathroom, and the floor was spinning right before my very eyes. at first, i thought satan was about to pop out of the floor. then i realized that i had to vomit, so that just confirmed my suspicions....
argh, my eyes hurt. i need something good to read. v.c. andrews just ain't cuttin it no more. i need something that actually doesn't have the same plot of 30 other books with variations of the same name.
when pushing billy off the roof, it's not a good idea to yell, "it's raining billy!!"
5.08.2005
i'm going slightly mad
HAPPY MOTHER"S DAY!!!!
in the fantasmigorical words of queen, i'm going slightly mad. yesterday i made three different cakes for three different people. i also started a book of recipes of mine. if anyone would like to contribute. i like to try stuff out when i'm cooking, even if i'm very messy while doing so.
i'm also a bit bonkers today because of sleep. i've been sleeping for a goot 7 hours all weekend, which is 3 or 4 hours more than i've normally gotten for the past month. when i don't get sleep, it makes me stress about not getting enough sleep. and when i'm stressed, i can't sleep. it's a vicious cycle.
and the old english timeline thing i mean, seriously, who cares about old english? we don't use it for a reason. not that i think it's not interesting. it's weird. i like learning about it, but i hate reading about it. it sucks, but it rules.
kinda like v.c. andrews.
oh, and one more thing. queen, though sappy at times, is one of the best bands in the history of all time. here, let me write down a list for you
1. Pink Floyd
2. Aerosmith
3. Jet
4. Franz Ferdinand
5. Queen
6. The Temptations
7. Simon and Garfunkel
8. Led Zeppelin
9. New Found Glory
10. The White Stripes
that's right. there are some that aren't really bands, more like singing groups, but that's okay. they're so good, they don't need to be bands to be listed as awesome bands.
in the fantasmigorical words of queen, i'm going slightly mad. yesterday i made three different cakes for three different people. i also started a book of recipes of mine. if anyone would like to contribute. i like to try stuff out when i'm cooking, even if i'm very messy while doing so.
i'm also a bit bonkers today because of sleep. i've been sleeping for a goot 7 hours all weekend, which is 3 or 4 hours more than i've normally gotten for the past month. when i don't get sleep, it makes me stress about not getting enough sleep. and when i'm stressed, i can't sleep. it's a vicious cycle.
and the old english timeline thing i mean, seriously, who cares about old english? we don't use it for a reason. not that i think it's not interesting. it's weird. i like learning about it, but i hate reading about it. it sucks, but it rules.
kinda like v.c. andrews.
oh, and one more thing. queen, though sappy at times, is one of the best bands in the history of all time. here, let me write down a list for you
1. Pink Floyd
2. Aerosmith
3. Jet
4. Franz Ferdinand
5. Queen
6. The Temptations
7. Simon and Garfunkel
8. Led Zeppelin
9. New Found Glory
10. The White Stripes
that's right. there are some that aren't really bands, more like singing groups, but that's okay. they're so good, they don't need to be bands to be listed as awesome bands.
5.01.2005
vanity fair
worst movie ever. it went from one year to 12 years later and i couldn't understand them. all i knew was that reese witherspoon was a hooker in the end. it was...weird.
today i bought garden state, pieces of april, and without a paddle. oh yes, awesome movies. now that's good acting, seriously. if you don't appreciate the fact that katie holmes's only good movie was a cheap one, then you can be shot. i can make it happen....possibly.
im not having coherent thoughts. i wonder...why? not really. i know the reason. but you will never know.
speaking of a completely unrelated topic, chris and his friend came over last night and drank margaritas. there was a point when they were trying to convince my 16 yearold brother to drive them to a hotel and pick up 18 yearold cheerleaders on prom night. not a very fun topic to hear about. ugh.
oh the simpsons are hilarious. i love that stephen hawking...
today i bought garden state, pieces of april, and without a paddle. oh yes, awesome movies. now that's good acting, seriously. if you don't appreciate the fact that katie holmes's only good movie was a cheap one, then you can be shot. i can make it happen....possibly.
im not having coherent thoughts. i wonder...why? not really. i know the reason. but you will never know.
speaking of a completely unrelated topic, chris and his friend came over last night and drank margaritas. there was a point when they were trying to convince my 16 yearold brother to drive them to a hotel and pick up 18 yearold cheerleaders on prom night. not a very fun topic to hear about. ugh.
oh the simpsons are hilarious. i love that stephen hawking...
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