It's always good to reflect.
I was looking over some of my past blogs from WAAAAAAAY back and OMG, I'M CRINGING AT THE RETARDEDNESS!!! Stupid freshman...JEEZ. Seriously, on the first one, I said "Well, I have to go update the dead bug collection in my window sill! TTFN!"
1.) Bug collection?? Please. Not funny.
2.) TTFN?????????? Please. Grow up.
3.) (Thankfully, I did. For the most part XD)
For awhile, I thought about deleting them, but I realized it's entries such as this that cause me to grow and shape up to the person I want to, or think I'm supposed to be. So YAY.
Plus, I used to put "uber" in pretty much every other word. Now, it's "Woot!" or "Noob!"
But one thing hasn't really changed. I STILL LOVE BRANDON FUNK, GOSHDAMMIT! Although I did say I was "completely free" of him. LIES!!
But he still never gets to see this.
EVER.
Unless we get married, which we won't, and then he gets to view my undying devotion to him, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA stfu.
XD
So yeah, it's almost Christmas. And while we're on the subject, here's a Daily Rant:
John Lennon's song "War is Over (So This Is Christmas)" is PROPAGANDA! If you listen closely to the lyrics, he's basically saying "You all are heartless, Godless and screwed up human beings. Go buy yourself some flowers and condoms and stop fighting." I agree with the stop fighting part and that's about it.
It's a generalization. Not everyone is a psycho misanthrope with a control problem. Brandon's grandfather just died and I read on his MySpace (all hail) blog about what a great person he was. Lennon's song spoke to the generation in between and where did it get him? People producing more misanthropes and "misunderstood" children who feel the need to spraypaint emo lyrics they wrote on railroad walls. And with each generation comes a new generalization. Generation X would rather take 15 different pills for 57 different depressions, raise kids without morals and values and be generally irresponsible and Generation Y doesn't read anymore and would rather shoot up crack than have an intelligent conversation. But this is completely irrelevant! GAH!
I don't really have a problem with John Lennon, apart from when he said the Beatles were more popular than Jesus Christ, which is a stinking LIE and his choice of a marriage partner. But turning a song into a lecture is not creativity. And then, getting LITTLE CHILDREN to sing along with the song is WRONG with added WRONGNESS. Do not brainwash the children! They're very impressionable and screwing their minds with hippie crap is BAD.
So yeah. That's basically it. Love it, hate it, judge it, but keep your verdict to yourself (I love Kirstie DeRossett :D).
Always,
--Amanda <---@
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Friday, December 08, 2006
OH-EM-GEE-IZZLE
I MADE SENIOR ALL-STATE CHORUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OMGOMGOMG!!!!!!!! :D :D :D
I AM SO HAPPEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AND SO DID GABE KIRBY!!!!!!!!
YAAAY!!!!!!!!!!
AND SO DID SHANNON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I AM SO EXCITED!!!!!
But I wish Evan Frock had made it, and Aly Marks. He's really nice and he's a bass. Plus he didn't make All-County band either (he plays the saxophone) so he was bummed. So I gave him a big hug and I said I felt bad and he was like, "No!" He is SO cool. :D And it would have been nice to hang out with him for a weekend. Plus he's a senior, so blah. Aly is a junior and she's SO sweet, and she's a great singer, but she said she did bad at the auditions, so sobness x 12. BUT anyway...
YAYAH!
:D :D :D :D :D :D
OMGOMGOMG!!!!!!!! :D :D :D
I AM SO HAPPEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
AND SO DID GABE KIRBY!!!!!!!!
YAAAY!!!!!!!!!!
AND SO DID SHANNON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
YESSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I AM SO EXCITED!!!!!
But I wish Evan Frock had made it, and Aly Marks. He's really nice and he's a bass. Plus he didn't make All-County band either (he plays the saxophone) so he was bummed. So I gave him a big hug and I said I felt bad and he was like, "No!" He is SO cool. :D And it would have been nice to hang out with him for a weekend. Plus he's a senior, so blah. Aly is a junior and she's SO sweet, and she's a great singer, but she said she did bad at the auditions, so sobness x 12. BUT anyway...
YAYAH!
:D :D :D :D :D :D
Sunday, November 05, 2006
NEW YORK!
Most people are lucky of they get to go to NYC once in their lifetime. I, however, got to go TWICE in one year! The first time was January and now it's November, so YAYAH!!
"Hairspray" was AMAZING!! We'll never do it at school though, because some parts are not really school appropriate. But it was really funny and I enjoyed a lot. Plus we bought the original Broadway soundtrack and for $20, you got a Poloroid picture taken with Tracy and Link!! Which I did!! YAY! Also, we got to SEE more places this year because we kindasorta planned properly. OMG, the coolest thing: I watch "The People's Court" sometimes, and on the show, there's a crowd outside the courthouse thing on Times Square with this lawyer Harvey. He askes the crowd who is guilty (it's not like murder or anything, mostly lawsuits from $500-$3,000). Anyway, WE PASSED IT!! There were spokespeople saying "Would you like to be on TV? It'll only take 10 minutes of your time..." I SO WANTED to do that, but we had to get in line for the show, so there wasn't time (sobness).
There was one problem. My friends were in Jackie's group because her mom was chaperoning, but her group and my mom's group were going to hang out together.
WELL.
Basically, I was ignored, and when I tried to make conversation (like 6 times), it jst felt like I was intruding on something. I know they don't mean to do this, because they don't even know they're doing it (I confronted them on the bus and they were surprised. They had no idea). But it still happens, which is why I hate group activities. Someone is always ignored or left out (if not me, then someone else), and people get mad at each other. I didn't get mad at them, but I feel like it happens a lot. I don't crave for the limelight all the time (at least, I hope not), but I hate being ignored.
And Daniel, OMG. Talk about immaturity! I swear, we can't take him anywhere (hehe, a rhyme)!! At NY, he bought a can of hairspray that was autographed by the cast and he was fooling around with it and the cap popped off and hit a big Black guy in the head! I only saw the guy cuss Daniel out, but JEEZ! Truth be told, I don't think the guy would have mined so much if Daniel hadn't laughed. And this may sound racist, but this is just what I see: Black guys can get violent! I know I think worst case scenario, but what if he got shot? And then on the bus, he was LOUD when the rest of us were trying to sleep!
Like I said, we can't take him anywhere.
So that's basically it. New York. Whoohoo!
"Hairspray" was AMAZING!! We'll never do it at school though, because some parts are not really school appropriate. But it was really funny and I enjoyed a lot. Plus we bought the original Broadway soundtrack and for $20, you got a Poloroid picture taken with Tracy and Link!! Which I did!! YAY! Also, we got to SEE more places this year because we kindasorta planned properly. OMG, the coolest thing: I watch "The People's Court" sometimes, and on the show, there's a crowd outside the courthouse thing on Times Square with this lawyer Harvey. He askes the crowd who is guilty (it's not like murder or anything, mostly lawsuits from $500-$3,000). Anyway, WE PASSED IT!! There were spokespeople saying "Would you like to be on TV? It'll only take 10 minutes of your time..." I SO WANTED to do that, but we had to get in line for the show, so there wasn't time (sobness).
There was one problem. My friends were in Jackie's group because her mom was chaperoning, but her group and my mom's group were going to hang out together.
WELL.
Basically, I was ignored, and when I tried to make conversation (like 6 times), it jst felt like I was intruding on something. I know they don't mean to do this, because they don't even know they're doing it (I confronted them on the bus and they were surprised. They had no idea). But it still happens, which is why I hate group activities. Someone is always ignored or left out (if not me, then someone else), and people get mad at each other. I didn't get mad at them, but I feel like it happens a lot. I don't crave for the limelight all the time (at least, I hope not), but I hate being ignored.
And Daniel, OMG. Talk about immaturity! I swear, we can't take him anywhere (hehe, a rhyme)!! At NY, he bought a can of hairspray that was autographed by the cast and he was fooling around with it and the cap popped off and hit a big Black guy in the head! I only saw the guy cuss Daniel out, but JEEZ! Truth be told, I don't think the guy would have mined so much if Daniel hadn't laughed. And this may sound racist, but this is just what I see: Black guys can get violent! I know I think worst case scenario, but what if he got shot? And then on the bus, he was LOUD when the rest of us were trying to sleep!
Like I said, we can't take him anywhere.
So that's basically it. New York. Whoohoo!
Thursday, November 02, 2006
IT'S MY BIRTHDAY!
*throws confetti*
WOOT!
Here's an updated pic!
(behold the new curtains!)
So yeah...on the 29, Mom took me to a Third Day concert in Baltimore. THEY SO TOTALLY ROCK!!!! On MySpace, 6 people wished me Happy Birthday, which made me feel loved =^-^=. Jackie gave me 6 bucks, and she and Kanna (Rebecca) both made me cards! YAY! Plus, I got "Rent" from Mom (UBERWOOTNESS!), and a GUITAR AMP form DAD!! WHOOOOO!!! It's one of those Wal-Mart ones that are tiny, but it has great sound and cool distortion effects, so I DON'T CARE! Plus, NEW YORK ON SATURDAY!!!! We're seeing "Hairspray", which I'm excited about. That'll be in my next blog. Oh, and I got 7 freaking 5 dollars from both grandmothers combined!! Jeez, I think I'll turn 15 next year, too! But next year is THE SWEET 16, so maybe not. Tonight, Mom took me to Pizza Hut and I got a free sundae cuz a girl from my church waited on us and we were the only ones there, so...YAY!
So there's my birthday in a nutshell. Peace!
Always,
--Amanda, the 15 year old! <---@
WOOT!
Here's an updated pic!
(behold the new curtains!)
So yeah...on the 29, Mom took me to a Third Day concert in Baltimore. THEY SO TOTALLY ROCK!!!! On MySpace, 6 people wished me Happy Birthday, which made me feel loved =^-^=. Jackie gave me 6 bucks, and she and Kanna (Rebecca) both made me cards! YAY! Plus, I got "Rent" from Mom (UBERWOOTNESS!), and a GUITAR AMP form DAD!! WHOOOOO!!! It's one of those Wal-Mart ones that are tiny, but it has great sound and cool distortion effects, so I DON'T CARE! Plus, NEW YORK ON SATURDAY!!!! We're seeing "Hairspray", which I'm excited about. That'll be in my next blog. Oh, and I got 7 freaking 5 dollars from both grandmothers combined!! Jeez, I think I'll turn 15 next year, too! But next year is THE SWEET 16, so maybe not. Tonight, Mom took me to Pizza Hut and I got a free sundae cuz a girl from my church waited on us and we were the only ones there, so...YAY!
So there's my birthday in a nutshell. Peace!
Always,
--Amanda, the 15 year old! <---@
Sunday, October 22, 2006
Cabaret and Nona's Birthday
So...Cabaret was last night WOOTWOOT! It was SO much better than last year, OMG. I have to say, we have a lot of talented kids at our school. There were a couple of acts that were kinda "Okayyyy..." and "And how much did you say you practiced??" But other than that, it was a success. I'm eager to see how much money we raised off of it, since it's our biggest fundraiser. Mrs. Korn said we needed to make at least 2,000 dollars off of it, so...yeah.
Oh yes, I was in it. I played my guitar and sang The Calling's "Wherever You Will Go". It was hilarious; Daniel and Jean Compton were the stage managers, and they couldn't set up my microphones right, so I was like "You're fired, get off the stage (kidding, of course!)." And then Daniel said something and I made my goose noise, which I do when I laugh sometimes, and I heard Mom laughing at me in the audience. Plus, Jackie yelled "I love lamp!" from one of the front tables, which set me off again. So needless to say, I was red as a fire truck up on stage. And then my intro was all rough, but I straightened it out eventually. And when I looked up, I saw Jackie and Hanna doing the fake lighter thing that they do for ballads up front and John and Kristyn (finally, I can spell her name!) were swaying in the back, and I'm like "Jeez!" But it was cute. And I got lots of applause and cheers both at the beginning and at the end! It rocks, applause. Like Molly Montgomery says in Guitar Girl, "I could live off applause. It's better than chocolate, puppies and Christmas". And Ben and Jacob did their skit whish was freaking HI-LARIOUS!!
P.S. Grace and Karey both said they could listen to my guitar playing forever. AWWW!! I feel loved ^-^.
So, Cabaret was coolio, fo shizzle. Except for the setup Friday afternoon, OMG!!! SIX hours on my day off, collecting FORTY tables from different rooms all over the school, wheeling them to the cafeteria, marking where they came from and where they were in the room, and putting covers on them, PLUS, SIX chairs to a table, which we ALSO had to go around the school and collect. FORTY TABLES!! It almost destroyed my will to live. Thank God I didn't sign up for tear-down. We would've been there till 2 AM. RAWR.
So...Nona's birthday.
It was today, so we went over at about 2:30 or so to visit and have dinner.
WELL...
First, she kept talking about how early we were and how we never come this early and blah blah blah. Then she kept talking about Uncle Bob (who we visited after about 7 years, and it was a VERY nice visit), and how HURT she was that SHE didn't get invited over, too. Well that's because she's not very nice and they don't get along. He sent her a b-day card, wishing her well and a check for $150 and how she didn't think he really meant it. WHATEVER. I'm serious, it's all about her. And then there was the cake. Dad's birthday was October 19th, so she bought him a choc-choc cake. Well, I MADE him a choc-choc cake FIRST and he pretty much said "thanks, but I like my daughter's cake better". And then it was how she went to ALL that trouble to BUY the stupid cake and blah blah blah. So we took it home just to shut her up. Honestly. Like it's SO much trouble to call a taxi (she doesn't have a car anymore, long story), go to Shoppers, buy a cake and go home. OEMGEE, I think I need to take a nap from all that work! So then we went to dinner (Lone Star, 14 oz NY Strip, baby!) and that was okay. Then we got back and it got around to politics (YAY). Well we are a family of Republicans and she is a Democrat. She didn't like all of these Rep. leaders and wouldn't say why she liked Bill Clinton (*puke*). It was always "Oh, I don't want to get into it now". Yeah, cuz you need to think of a REASON first! I SWEAR, IT WAS A NIGHTMARE (rhyme!). So after about 20 minutes, I had a "project" to finish and we had to go.
Good lord, I thought I was gonna die after that visit. It was the worst!! AUGH!!
And don't think I enjoyed typing this down. She's my grandmother, after all. But seriously, it was the most appalling visit I've had in a long time.
P.S. It's her 84th birthday. Does that explain alot?
Well, it's seriously bedtime. I wonder what I got on the PSAT, which was CRAP, by the way.
P.P.S. My birthday = 11 days, WOOT!
Always,
--Amanda <---@
Oh yes, I was in it. I played my guitar and sang The Calling's "Wherever You Will Go". It was hilarious; Daniel and Jean Compton were the stage managers, and they couldn't set up my microphones right, so I was like "You're fired, get off the stage (kidding, of course!)." And then Daniel said something and I made my goose noise, which I do when I laugh sometimes, and I heard Mom laughing at me in the audience. Plus, Jackie yelled "I love lamp!" from one of the front tables, which set me off again. So needless to say, I was red as a fire truck up on stage. And then my intro was all rough, but I straightened it out eventually. And when I looked up, I saw Jackie and Hanna doing the fake lighter thing that they do for ballads up front and John and Kristyn (finally, I can spell her name!) were swaying in the back, and I'm like "Jeez!" But it was cute. And I got lots of applause and cheers both at the beginning and at the end! It rocks, applause. Like Molly Montgomery says in Guitar Girl, "I could live off applause. It's better than chocolate, puppies and Christmas". And Ben and Jacob did their skit whish was freaking HI-LARIOUS!!
P.S. Grace and Karey both said they could listen to my guitar playing forever. AWWW!! I feel loved ^-^.
So, Cabaret was coolio, fo shizzle. Except for the setup Friday afternoon, OMG!!! SIX hours on my day off, collecting FORTY tables from different rooms all over the school, wheeling them to the cafeteria, marking where they came from and where they were in the room, and putting covers on them, PLUS, SIX chairs to a table, which we ALSO had to go around the school and collect. FORTY TABLES!! It almost destroyed my will to live. Thank God I didn't sign up for tear-down. We would've been there till 2 AM. RAWR.
So...Nona's birthday.
It was today, so we went over at about 2:30 or so to visit and have dinner.
WELL...
First, she kept talking about how early we were and how we never come this early and blah blah blah. Then she kept talking about Uncle Bob (who we visited after about 7 years, and it was a VERY nice visit), and how HURT she was that SHE didn't get invited over, too. Well that's because she's not very nice and they don't get along. He sent her a b-day card, wishing her well and a check for $150 and how she didn't think he really meant it. WHATEVER. I'm serious, it's all about her. And then there was the cake. Dad's birthday was October 19th, so she bought him a choc-choc cake. Well, I MADE him a choc-choc cake FIRST and he pretty much said "thanks, but I like my daughter's cake better". And then it was how she went to ALL that trouble to BUY the stupid cake and blah blah blah. So we took it home just to shut her up. Honestly. Like it's SO much trouble to call a taxi (she doesn't have a car anymore, long story), go to Shoppers, buy a cake and go home. OEMGEE, I think I need to take a nap from all that work! So then we went to dinner (Lone Star, 14 oz NY Strip, baby!) and that was okay. Then we got back and it got around to politics (YAY). Well we are a family of Republicans and she is a Democrat. She didn't like all of these Rep. leaders and wouldn't say why she liked Bill Clinton (*puke*). It was always "Oh, I don't want to get into it now". Yeah, cuz you need to think of a REASON first! I SWEAR, IT WAS A NIGHTMARE (rhyme!). So after about 20 minutes, I had a "project" to finish and we had to go.
Good lord, I thought I was gonna die after that visit. It was the worst!! AUGH!!
And don't think I enjoyed typing this down. She's my grandmother, after all. But seriously, it was the most appalling visit I've had in a long time.
P.S. It's her 84th birthday. Does that explain alot?
Well, it's seriously bedtime. I wonder what I got on the PSAT, which was CRAP, by the way.
P.P.S. My birthday = 11 days, WOOT!
Always,
--Amanda <---@
Sunday, October 15, 2006
Noobs of Lore!
Deep in the said place, of chicken nuggets and Froot Loops, which incidentally, I had for breakfast this morning. Today I got a good night’s sleep, which is rare like hen’s teeth. Which brings us back to nuggets. WOOT!
They say deodorant causes cancer, but these days, looking at a box causes cancer. I like boxes; if they’re big enough, I sit in them and watch the sun set to China, reflecting on days past and singing songs of old, dating as far back as last Tuesday. I highly dislike Tuesday; it’s the most random day of the week. I wish I was amby-dex-tree-us. The hype over Monday is over and it’s not quite the middle of the week. I like the world “middle”, it’s fun to say. Middlemiddlemiddle. Poor President Bush. I feel sorry for him. He did good the first term, but hey, I’m a Reagan Conservative. That’s a Republican for you uneducated Neanderthals. Yeah. GO EHRLICH, wanna fight about it? Steele likes puppy dogs; don’t tell him otherwise. I personally am a cat person. I have two. They are both fat and stupid. One of them likes boxes. Refrigerators come in boxes. I like cheese, especially string cheese, but this brand I bought recently doesn’t “string, if you know what I mean. Oh, sometimes, I go to the piano cheese store, for goodies like stupid charts and blowtape. What is blowtape? Only those in the know, know. This excludes me. So, who takes YOUR HSA’s? OOH! Interpret that as you wish. WHAT?! Dave Chappelle! AAAAAAAAAS I ROSE UP ONE MAY MORNING! I went to school. Which is where I am now. Life is a journey, not a destination. Sheesh, who made that up? Cuz like, we would be stuck at the destination for YAY many years. So the journey would be birth? Whatever. I’m not very philosophical at 9:03 AM. Whoo, yeah! So, how about the sky today? Talk about polka-dots. I’m a sucker for brown eyes. Jokes about my name, first or last, are okay with me, sometimes. Cuz that’s how I roll.
All this in the said place? Of chicken nuggets and Froot Loops? Let’s go!
Signed,
Emma Goldman (look her up!)
P.S. Who ramalamalama’s YOUR kadingadeedingdedong! OOH! :P Yay emoticons! :)
They say deodorant causes cancer, but these days, looking at a box causes cancer. I like boxes; if they’re big enough, I sit in them and watch the sun set to China, reflecting on days past and singing songs of old, dating as far back as last Tuesday. I highly dislike Tuesday; it’s the most random day of the week. I wish I was amby-dex-tree-us. The hype over Monday is over and it’s not quite the middle of the week. I like the world “middle”, it’s fun to say. Middlemiddlemiddle. Poor President Bush. I feel sorry for him. He did good the first term, but hey, I’m a Reagan Conservative. That’s a Republican for you uneducated Neanderthals. Yeah. GO EHRLICH, wanna fight about it? Steele likes puppy dogs; don’t tell him otherwise. I personally am a cat person. I have two. They are both fat and stupid. One of them likes boxes. Refrigerators come in boxes. I like cheese, especially string cheese, but this brand I bought recently doesn’t “string, if you know what I mean. Oh, sometimes, I go to the piano cheese store, for goodies like stupid charts and blowtape. What is blowtape? Only those in the know, know. This excludes me. So, who takes YOUR HSA’s? OOH! Interpret that as you wish. WHAT?! Dave Chappelle! AAAAAAAAAS I ROSE UP ONE MAY MORNING! I went to school. Which is where I am now. Life is a journey, not a destination. Sheesh, who made that up? Cuz like, we would be stuck at the destination for YAY many years. So the journey would be birth? Whatever. I’m not very philosophical at 9:03 AM. Whoo, yeah! So, how about the sky today? Talk about polka-dots. I’m a sucker for brown eyes. Jokes about my name, first or last, are okay with me, sometimes. Cuz that’s how I roll.
All this in the said place? Of chicken nuggets and Froot Loops? Let’s go!
Signed,
Emma Goldman (look her up!)
P.S. Who ramalamalama’s YOUR kadingadeedingdedong! OOH! :P Yay emoticons! :)
Monday, October 02, 2006
SCHOOL, OMG!
WOW, it is time for a SERIOUS update!!!!!!!!!!!
SO, I have been officially a sophomore for 1 1/4 months. IT FREAKING ROCKS, OMG!!!!!!!!! I have made some new friends, particulary Kirstie, Jessica, Mason and JOE. Joe is so cool, YEAH MAN. And I've been becoming aquainted with his girlfriend, Caitlin. She doesn't talk very much (Joe says she's shy), but we have alot in common, so I wish she would talk to me...oh well. Maybe I just have to be patient...which I hate being, grrrr....
But the worst part is FREAKING CHEMISTRY CLASS, OMG!!!!!!! It's the only Honors class that I'm not taking this year, and the kids in my class are SO DUMB!!!! Especially that Ashley girl. I don't care WHAT Ethan says, SHE IS AN IDIOT!!! I dunno whether she does it on purpose or not, but it is SO ANNOYING!! Plus, the teacher is a complete moron. Back when the boys would throw paper at me and steal my chair (2 weeks ago, ahahaha), he wouldn't even see. I think the power point he makes every day for each class posesses him.
PP: OBEY ME!
Mr. B.: Yes, Master
PP: There are no immature boys that act like moronic 5 year olds over there throwing paper at that poor girl who is seriously about to crack soon
Mr. B.: Of course not, Master.
PP: They are also not calling her a lesbo.
Mr. B.: Yes, Master.
PP: Oh, but look! She is throwing a chair at them out of sheer frustration!
Mr. B.: Amanda! Detention!
Amanda: *flips off Mr. B.*
PP: NOW, back to me!
Mr. B.: Yes, Master.
PP: You will fondle me after class.
Mr. B.: It would be an honor, Master.
~*Fin*~
Thank you, thank you. *bows*
So yeah. Chem sucks, except for Kayla and Joe being in it. I would go into an honors science class just to get away from the stupid people, except I'm bad at science!! I CAN'T ESCAPE IT!!
My other classes are SO EASY. I don't get it! Honors classes are supposed to be harder, but they're not, really. I think they're luring us into a false sense of security. Let's make the work easy until the end of October, and THEN pile it on! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Still single, still sucks. But you know who's not??? Josh, again. WHAT THE HECK do girls see in him??? I DON"T GET IT!!!! *cries* I don't know. It just made me depressed today.
Speaking of which...I don't know what's wrong with me. I've been really sad lately over nothing...AHHH, I'M BECOMING EMO!!!!! Seriously, it's like I dwell on these things that don't really matter...and then I feel worse because I have nothing to really be sad about when other people's lives are so much worse. And poor Joe knows something is up, but I can't tell him cuz it's so idiotic and retarded. But he gives me a hug and I feel better....^-^ And he's a GOOD hugger too...not those dumb "Oh, yay, we're friends" hugs but those "OH YAY, WE'RE FRIENDS!!!!!!!!!" hugs! W00T! AND I'm his fave emo girl (besides Caitlin, of course). So YAY I feel better. Yeah.
Weelllllll, I think that's about it. I'll try to update more often, and not be so lazy. Whoo.
Always,
--Amanda <---@
SO, I have been officially a sophomore for 1 1/4 months. IT FREAKING ROCKS, OMG!!!!!!!!! I have made some new friends, particulary Kirstie, Jessica, Mason and JOE. Joe is so cool, YEAH MAN. And I've been becoming aquainted with his girlfriend, Caitlin. She doesn't talk very much (Joe says she's shy), but we have alot in common, so I wish she would talk to me...oh well. Maybe I just have to be patient...which I hate being, grrrr....
But the worst part is FREAKING CHEMISTRY CLASS, OMG!!!!!!! It's the only Honors class that I'm not taking this year, and the kids in my class are SO DUMB!!!! Especially that Ashley girl. I don't care WHAT Ethan says, SHE IS AN IDIOT!!! I dunno whether she does it on purpose or not, but it is SO ANNOYING!! Plus, the teacher is a complete moron. Back when the boys would throw paper at me and steal my chair (2 weeks ago, ahahaha), he wouldn't even see. I think the power point he makes every day for each class posesses him.
PP: OBEY ME!
Mr. B.: Yes, Master
PP: There are no immature boys that act like moronic 5 year olds over there throwing paper at that poor girl who is seriously about to crack soon
Mr. B.: Of course not, Master.
PP: They are also not calling her a lesbo.
Mr. B.: Yes, Master.
PP: Oh, but look! She is throwing a chair at them out of sheer frustration!
Mr. B.: Amanda! Detention!
Amanda: *flips off Mr. B.*
PP: NOW, back to me!
Mr. B.: Yes, Master.
PP: You will fondle me after class.
Mr. B.: It would be an honor, Master.
~*Fin*~
Thank you, thank you. *bows*
So yeah. Chem sucks, except for Kayla and Joe being in it. I would go into an honors science class just to get away from the stupid people, except I'm bad at science!! I CAN'T ESCAPE IT!!
My other classes are SO EASY. I don't get it! Honors classes are supposed to be harder, but they're not, really. I think they're luring us into a false sense of security. Let's make the work easy until the end of October, and THEN pile it on! WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Still single, still sucks. But you know who's not??? Josh, again. WHAT THE HECK do girls see in him??? I DON"T GET IT!!!! *cries* I don't know. It just made me depressed today.
Speaking of which...I don't know what's wrong with me. I've been really sad lately over nothing...AHHH, I'M BECOMING EMO!!!!! Seriously, it's like I dwell on these things that don't really matter...and then I feel worse because I have nothing to really be sad about when other people's lives are so much worse. And poor Joe knows something is up, but I can't tell him cuz it's so idiotic and retarded. But he gives me a hug and I feel better....^-^ And he's a GOOD hugger too...not those dumb "Oh, yay, we're friends" hugs but those "OH YAY, WE'RE FRIENDS!!!!!!!!!" hugs! W00T! AND I'm his fave emo girl (besides Caitlin, of course). So YAY I feel better. Yeah.
Weelllllll, I think that's about it. I'll try to update more often, and not be so lazy. Whoo.
Always,
--Amanda <---@
Friday, August 25, 2006
3 Days...
So, yesterday was Back to School Night, which is dumb because we haven't even been to school yet this year. My classes seem pretty cool; I'm excited about them all, except Chem, but I've never really cared for science anyway, except for forensics (hehehe). Too much math involved O.o.
I found out that my U.S. History teacher is male (woot) and he's a Democrat (O.o). This is going to be very interesting, since I am a Reagan Conservative (^-^). However, despite his politics, he seems like a nice guy. And KC is in my class, so yippee hooray.
Oh, and Brandon is in my GP class. He didn't say a word to me at B2SN, yet we talk until 1 or 2 in the morning on AIM. (Later, ON AIM, he said he was in a weird mood. Yeah, right. I bet his new girlfriend forbade him to talk to other girls. Oh, that's mean. Scratch that.) But I forgave him for it because I'm an idiot and he's still my friend. But mostly because I'm an idiot.
Eddie gave me a BIG hug because he's so sweet and I missed him. And Nik grew his hair!!! It's actually really cute, but he's still retarded.
Hanna Jr. is in Honors Chorus (Oh, sorry, Varsity Chorale. Is that stupid or what? We're not a sports team!!), and she's a freshman!! This is cool, yet at the same time, it's so not fair. Freshman weren't allowed in Varsity Chorale last year!! You either had to do Chorus I, or Chorus II by teacher reccomendation. Poo. On the plus side, she's very nice and MaTuRe. So it's not a huge deal. I'm just glad it's her and not someone like Thomas Shuster. OMG I would have been SO pissed.
So, that's that, and WOAH I gotta practice. Playing and singing at church on Sunday, panicpanicpanic.
Always,
--Amanda
I found out that my U.S. History teacher is male (woot) and he's a Democrat (O.o). This is going to be very interesting, since I am a Reagan Conservative (^-^). However, despite his politics, he seems like a nice guy. And KC is in my class, so yippee hooray.
Oh, and Brandon is in my GP class. He didn't say a word to me at B2SN, yet we talk until 1 or 2 in the morning on AIM. (Later, ON AIM, he said he was in a weird mood. Yeah, right. I bet his new girlfriend forbade him to talk to other girls. Oh, that's mean. Scratch that.) But I forgave him for it because I'm an idiot and he's still my friend. But mostly because I'm an idiot.
Eddie gave me a BIG hug because he's so sweet and I missed him. And Nik grew his hair!!! It's actually really cute, but he's still retarded.
Hanna Jr. is in Honors Chorus (Oh, sorry, Varsity Chorale. Is that stupid or what? We're not a sports team!!), and she's a freshman!! This is cool, yet at the same time, it's so not fair. Freshman weren't allowed in Varsity Chorale last year!! You either had to do Chorus I, or Chorus II by teacher reccomendation. Poo. On the plus side, she's very nice and MaTuRe. So it's not a huge deal. I'm just glad it's her and not someone like Thomas Shuster. OMG I would have been SO pissed.
So, that's that, and WOAH I gotta practice. Playing and singing at church on Sunday, panicpanicpanic.
Always,
--Amanda
Monday, August 21, 2006
Things of Depression and General Emo-ness
Well, happy 35th post.
Our evil neighbors with their evil-er pool invited us for volleyball and swimming (aka a Home and Garden Party; don't you just love alterior motives??). So I changed my clothes (cuz I really had a truly horrible outfit that I would never wear in public) and we headed out.
First off, you should know that I truly hate large crowds, except at youth conventions, but even then, it's still pushing the limit. There must have been 20 people playing volleyball already, none of which I knew, except for the teenaged daughter. So needless to say, the awkwardness would have been extremely present and noticable, and I really wasn't in the mood. My mom was in front of me, so I just turned right around and walked back to my house. My mom tried to coax me back, but I wasn't having any of it. I went into the living room and turned on the TV, until I saw my mom coming back with (horrors!) the neighbor lady type person!! AAAAAAH. Mom feels the need to show the neighbors our house renovations because they NEVER COME OVER. Jeez. And you know what? Maybe I'm just making excuses, but it would have been so awkward if they would invite me over more often, and not when there's 20 other people. Even before they got their pool, I would go over there during the winter and stuff and we would go sledding. Then their pool goes up and suddenly all these people come over because, hey, they have a pool and they're the hot spot of the summer. And then it's like, "Amanda who?" Whatever.
Mom just came in and said Lady Neighbor was asking about me. Joy.
On a happy note, school starts in exactly one week. Yayjoyhappyfun.
On another happy note, Nick is having a water gun war type thing, and not just a shoot-out. It's gonna have an actual plot or something. Do you know that there is actually a website on water guns? This saddens me. And he made me read this review on a gun that he wrote that was long and uber-detailed. On a water gun. And I thought me liking Pokemon was sad. Which it is. But please, people, work with me here! But still, it sounds fun and I'll most definately be going.
"Live every day like it's gonna be your last because one day, you're gonna be right."
--Ray Charles
Always,
--Amanda <---@
Our evil neighbors with their evil-er pool invited us for volleyball and swimming (aka a Home and Garden Party; don't you just love alterior motives??). So I changed my clothes (cuz I really had a truly horrible outfit that I would never wear in public) and we headed out.
First off, you should know that I truly hate large crowds, except at youth conventions, but even then, it's still pushing the limit. There must have been 20 people playing volleyball already, none of which I knew, except for the teenaged daughter. So needless to say, the awkwardness would have been extremely present and noticable, and I really wasn't in the mood. My mom was in front of me, so I just turned right around and walked back to my house. My mom tried to coax me back, but I wasn't having any of it. I went into the living room and turned on the TV, until I saw my mom coming back with (horrors!) the neighbor lady type person!! AAAAAAH. Mom feels the need to show the neighbors our house renovations because they NEVER COME OVER. Jeez. And you know what? Maybe I'm just making excuses, but it would have been so awkward if they would invite me over more often, and not when there's 20 other people. Even before they got their pool, I would go over there during the winter and stuff and we would go sledding. Then their pool goes up and suddenly all these people come over because, hey, they have a pool and they're the hot spot of the summer. And then it's like, "Amanda who?" Whatever.
Mom just came in and said Lady Neighbor was asking about me. Joy.
On a happy note, school starts in exactly one week. Yayjoyhappyfun.
On another happy note, Nick is having a water gun war type thing, and not just a shoot-out. It's gonna have an actual plot or something. Do you know that there is actually a website on water guns? This saddens me. And he made me read this review on a gun that he wrote that was long and uber-detailed. On a water gun. And I thought me liking Pokemon was sad. Which it is. But please, people, work with me here! But still, it sounds fun and I'll most definately be going.
"Live every day like it's gonna be your last because one day, you're gonna be right."
--Ray Charles
Always,
--Amanda <---@
Friday, August 04, 2006
Grar! And Other Angry Noises!
Erg, I have to type this dumb thing AGAIN because the Internet decided to be retarded and not publish my post and appear as "This page cannot be displayed". So I told the Internet where it could go and what exactly it could do with it's undisplayed pages in rather rude terms.
So...
I got back from King's Fest and Mar-Lu-Ridge, and also finished helping out with Hampstead's community Bible School at the end of the month. Camp and Bible school were within two weeks, so that meant no getting up at the crack of noon for Amanda! But it was worth it; I had a lot of fun. There's not a whole lot to tell, except at camp, I was the ONLY high schooler in our group, which amounted to a whopping total of seven kids. I was the only one out of last year's group (I did kick-ass archery camp for the second year in a row, woot!), which was 12 kids that said they would come back the next year and I was the only one that actually followed through. AND, I was the only other girl.
I managed to (barely) survive amongst of other middle-schoolers/former elem. schoolers (kill), but believe me, my sanity, which is NOT something to be reckoned with, was on the very edge afterwards. I had fun, activity-wise, but MAN, I was done with the kids, except for one, maybe two or three. RAWRG!!!! Believe me, when backed into a corner, the she-beast emerges, fighting. At one point, I threatened one by saying that if he didn't shut up, I would beat him and throw him down the mountain and then repent for my violence in the chapel (It's a Christian camp, muah). And believe me, I was seconded! This kid was SO ANNOYING!!!!!! See, this is why I only babysit my next-door neighbor, who's ten, I think, and my cousins. Cos all the others are pretty muched deathwished. And most of my violent tendencies come out when I'm around smaller, annoying children. I like quiet, well-behaved children. In other words, the non-existant kind.
So in short, child psychologists have a wasted career. Just cuz you have a PhD and a nice fancy certificate, doesn't mean you know the minds of dumb children and psycho teenagers. To me, your "practiced skills" mean precisely dick.
Speaking of stupid children, my friend's mother, who does crafts every year for Bible school says that there are 1st and 2nd graders that still write their letters backwards. I FIND THIS VERY DISTURBING, SHOCKING, AND APPALLING!!! WHAT are teachers teaching? Or not teaching??? Maybe first graders can get away with it, but SECOND GRADERS???!!!??? Or being the open-minded person that I am, maybe there are more dyslexic children than I thought. Whatever.
I can't believe it's friggin' August already. Where does the summer go?? Actually, I'm kinda excited to go back to school. and OUR POOL IS GOING UP THIS MONTH!!!! Jeez, it only took all summer!!!!!!!!! We finnaly got the money from the settlement on the house, so HAPPY JOY FUN YAY!!
On another happier note, I have discovered, along with my good friends Shannon and Jake, THE CRIMSON ROOM!!!! This game, along with Viridian Room, White Chamber, and Blue Chamber, is frustrating, infuriating, and JUST PLAIN ADDICTING!!! They make you think and use logic, but in a good way! OMG, they're sooooo fun, check them out at http://www.fasco-csc.com/index_e.php. Yeah.
Rating, like anyone cares: 8/10
Also, check out flash artist, game-creater AND fellow Blogger Lut at http://lutc.blogspot.com. He's got some cool stuff going on. If you haven't played Toom of Doom, also featured at Albino Blacksheep.com, I suggest you check it out. He is also the creater of the Darkness series, with the third one coming out shortly! (I talked to him recently and he said he's about halfway through it.) It has a surprise factor, so turn the volume up for the full effect. However, it is NOT reminiscent of the Grudge, unless you scare really easily. I played this game at 10:30 PM by myself in my room and wasn't scared, and those who know me know that I practically jump at my own shadow. So if you like being spooked, minus the wetting yourself, this game is off the heazy. Even if you don't, it's still off the heazy anyway.
Rating: 9.5/10
Yeah, so rock out and party hard, or whatever.
Always,
--Amanda <---@
P.S. I only rate flash games, not video games. The only video game I have that I play the crap out of is Pokemon Yellow, so there.
P.P.S. I'm expreimenting with new layouts, so...yeah. Thought you should know.
So...
I got back from King's Fest and Mar-Lu-Ridge, and also finished helping out with Hampstead's community Bible School at the end of the month. Camp and Bible school were within two weeks, so that meant no getting up at the crack of noon for Amanda! But it was worth it; I had a lot of fun. There's not a whole lot to tell, except at camp, I was the ONLY high schooler in our group, which amounted to a whopping total of seven kids. I was the only one out of last year's group (I did kick-ass archery camp for the second year in a row, woot!), which was 12 kids that said they would come back the next year and I was the only one that actually followed through. AND, I was the only other girl.
I managed to (barely) survive amongst of other middle-schoolers/former elem. schoolers (kill), but believe me, my sanity, which is NOT something to be reckoned with, was on the very edge afterwards. I had fun, activity-wise, but MAN, I was done with the kids, except for one, maybe two or three. RAWRG!!!! Believe me, when backed into a corner, the she-beast emerges, fighting. At one point, I threatened one by saying that if he didn't shut up, I would beat him and throw him down the mountain and then repent for my violence in the chapel (It's a Christian camp, muah). And believe me, I was seconded! This kid was SO ANNOYING!!!!!! See, this is why I only babysit my next-door neighbor, who's ten, I think, and my cousins. Cos all the others are pretty muched deathwished. And most of my violent tendencies come out when I'm around smaller, annoying children. I like quiet, well-behaved children. In other words, the non-existant kind.
So in short, child psychologists have a wasted career. Just cuz you have a PhD and a nice fancy certificate, doesn't mean you know the minds of dumb children and psycho teenagers. To me, your "practiced skills" mean precisely dick.
Speaking of stupid children, my friend's mother, who does crafts every year for Bible school says that there are 1st and 2nd graders that still write their letters backwards. I FIND THIS VERY DISTURBING, SHOCKING, AND APPALLING!!! WHAT are teachers teaching? Or not teaching??? Maybe first graders can get away with it, but SECOND GRADERS???!!!??? Or being the open-minded person that I am, maybe there are more dyslexic children than I thought. Whatever.
I can't believe it's friggin' August already. Where does the summer go?? Actually, I'm kinda excited to go back to school. and OUR POOL IS GOING UP THIS MONTH!!!! Jeez, it only took all summer!!!!!!!!! We finnaly got the money from the settlement on the house, so HAPPY JOY FUN YAY!!
On another happier note, I have discovered, along with my good friends Shannon and Jake, THE CRIMSON ROOM!!!! This game, along with Viridian Room, White Chamber, and Blue Chamber, is frustrating, infuriating, and JUST PLAIN ADDICTING!!! They make you think and use logic, but in a good way! OMG, they're sooooo fun, check them out at http://www.fasco-csc.com/index_e.php. Yeah.
Rating, like anyone cares: 8/10
Also, check out flash artist, game-creater AND fellow Blogger Lut at http://lutc.blogspot.com. He's got some cool stuff going on. If you haven't played Toom of Doom, also featured at Albino Blacksheep.com, I suggest you check it out. He is also the creater of the Darkness series, with the third one coming out shortly! (I talked to him recently and he said he's about halfway through it.) It has a surprise factor, so turn the volume up for the full effect. However, it is NOT reminiscent of the Grudge, unless you scare really easily. I played this game at 10:30 PM by myself in my room and wasn't scared, and those who know me know that I practically jump at my own shadow. So if you like being spooked, minus the wetting yourself, this game is off the heazy. Even if you don't, it's still off the heazy anyway.
Rating: 9.5/10
Yeah, so rock out and party hard, or whatever.
Always,
--Amanda <---@
P.S. I only rate flash games, not video games. The only video game I have that I play the crap out of is Pokemon Yellow, so there.
P.P.S. I'm expreimenting with new layouts, so...yeah. Thought you should know.
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