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Wednesday, May 30, 2001

Ackh, I submitted my entry thing to be in the webring Because I am, you can see the link on the side. I'm trying to get code for some better graphics that change with a mouseover and junk, so yeah. I'm looking. I added my friend Jordan's page too--it's called .W.I.R.E.D. which is a pain to type.

Trying to get up a new link today, my friend Jordan's page.

Tuesday, May 29, 2001

Yuck, it's late, I hafta gota bed soon. I went to diving this afternoon and actually, for the first time since November, did an inward flip. I'm listening to Ragtime right now, lovely, it's almost over--last song. Symbolic of my life. I love how all the characters comment on their lives at the end, even if they're dead like Grandfather. Evelyn really got shortchanged, I must admit. WARN THE DUKE! Okay, now I'm being silly. I did a math review all this afternoon from about eight up to now. Stupid conics (it's all memorization and since I didn't do it well enough the first time I am stuck relearning it all!). Toodles.

Okay, it's lunchtime, I hate this week. Wretched reviews. I got my English test back--got a 95. I got my math test back--got a 78. I have to do well on my exams. Ackh. I'm happy my school will be getting a new library in the next couple of years, I have very high expectations. Okay, gotta go now, bye.

Monday, May 28, 2001

Ahhh, long day. So much boring studying--and I didn't even do half of what I should've this weekend. I just came back down from another scarleteen high. Heather Corinna is a genius in many ways, thanks if you ever read this page (somehow I doubt you will though).

Tonight was my last violin lesson for the summer. They start again next year, but I was really happy today when Cheryl finally got the tabletop piece. For those of you who don't know, a tabletop piece is a piece that two people play. One sets the single sheet of music on a table or anything flat enough and one person plays it right side up as the melody and the other person plays it upside down as the harmony. I had been asking her to get it for three weeks or so and she finally did. Too, I finished my yucky etudes book (finally!).

I watched The Weakest Link tonight, and that is a strange, strange show. I was happy when the sneaky girl won. God I need a boyfriend. I'm horribly, horribly lonely. Waaahahahahaha. (Note: if you don't feel like listening to my whining stop here). Mark Sipperley, one of the cutest guys I've ever met is graduating this year. I don't think most people would find him attractive physically, but I do. I think he's handsome and smart and cute and, unfortunately, straight. And gone. Waaaahahahaha. I want my Mark back. My obsession with him is growing, I actually stole a picture of him at prom from the yearbook photographer. I want to jump on him, devour him, smell him. Oh, my, I'm getting aroused. Hmmm, perhaps this isn't appropriate posting material. Oh well. Okay, gotta go to bed now.

Okay, it's about an hour until violin lesson tonight--I forgot about it--and I have done half of the math review due tomorrow, and that's it. I'm screwed, no way I'm gonna finish the French review tonight, yuck. Help! Do the negative two people reading this have any tips? Oh well, late nighter. Oh, and I have Grammar review too; that's short though--only what I missed on the proficiency test do I need to review. Ick.

Bleckh, stupid cookie problems. Grrrrr.

Yuck, this is miserable making and all I've done so far is a chapter review for math. Je vais echoue. If only I knew how to type accents with this blogger thing. My French exam--the one I'm most likely to do the best on--is last. Math on Friday, English then Bio on Monday, Civ on Tuesday, French on Wednesday. I just realized I need to be studying even more! Yuck. Okay then. Off to turn off the television. Au revoir my radial mathematrigonometricionists.

Yuck, I didn't go to diving this morning because I stayed up too late last night to get up at six in the morning and jump into a chilly pool. I didn't sleep well at all because I only used my top blanket and it kept coming off so I'd wake up freezing. I'll just tell the coach I'm still getting back in the swing of things and couldn't get up that early.

I have to study for exams today, they start this friday and I'm not looking forward to this week. Strange and unusual class schedules which make certain I have every class every day. I don't even have P.E. this week because of the cursed reviews. Oh well, I need to start studying now. Yuck, I'm least looking forward to my french and math exams. Killer yucky courses. I don't like the French teacher and I don't like the subject matter in math this year. Ooh, and I failed that last math test so I really need to get studying. Okaly dokaly neighbor, fare well.

Sunday, May 27, 2001

Cha cha cha.

I just got back from Shrek, one of the funniest movies I've ever seen. The soundtrack is hilarious and the animation incredible. It has the cutest ending, but I won't give anything away though--I hate it when people give away the secrets of movies I haven't seen. Yawn, it's late, crazy work/play hours. I want to get a job at Harkins next year, my friend Jordan--who just so happens to have a page identical to mine at blogger--started yesterday and I think it's a brilliant idea. Plus, there's no meat for me to touch (I can't stand touching meat, it's yucky). Perhaps Gaffer has found a good job.

I went to Borders after the movie, but my mom came too so I didn't get a chance to check out the Queer as Folk cd or XY magazine. Will I never get to see that thing? Always a sister or friend or parent there to keep me from it. Oh well, I'm sure I'll get a chance someday. Actually, with my luck they'll go out of buisness next week. Oh well, must be going now--off to add a links section and then Scarleteen. Must go to bed early tonight, I have diving tomorrow morning. Tah.

I'm going to see Shrek later, hmmm, I hope it's good.

This is fun, I'm starting to understand how this all works, and my limited knowledge of hyper-text mark-up language is actually coming in handy.

I just got back from the store and I have new sandals and a speedo. Whoever invented speedos was a saadistic genius. The only way to dive is in a speedo because you have a full range of motion and it makes drying off before the next dive really easy, but the endless taunting about how awful everyone except, well, everyone looks in speedos. The only way to look good in one is to live in the gym. Oh well, now I'm just complaining. I suspect I shall be doing quite a bit of that here. You are the buffest link, Good Bye.

Oh dear, this is strange, I'm blogging. I don't quite know what that is yet, so yeah, I could have just said I'm eating. Okay, let's see. I'm sitting in the den and this terrifyingly cute puppy is glaring at me. Help. If only I could kill the puppy, but I don't know how to kill something that isn't alive. Help, the figurine is still staring. I just came back down from my scarleteen high, I swear I'm addicted to that website. Okay, there, that was my first blog, now I have to go see what it looks like.


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