Friday, September 10, 2004

Freshmen Friday rocked!

I'm so hyper! Well, to start at the beginning, I was late for school. Oh, well. Great day. Voice-didn't faint (yay!) German-blah Math-blah Science-more blah Choir-blah Lunch-sat w/Jordan Global-talked about 9/11 and watched a CNN video on what happened that day. had never seen the collapse of the tower. saw the plane hit the second tower for the first time on Wednesday (on PBS). on the verge of tears. English-hard 2 concentrate on the test on October Sky due to the video Study hall-got most of my homework done. Stayed after for announcer's club. Don't want to do it any more. It's televised every morning on the televisions in every classroom. Missed GH (oh, well). Got online. Talked to LIndz & Jake. Incredibly hyper. Sorry about the sentences. It's a result of hyperness. ran around the complex singing loudly & high. lindz might sleep over. liz la is having some fight w/emma (again). hope she doesnt SI. well, nothing left to say.

~hyper 14 1/2 year old signing off~

Thursday, September 9, 2004

heart break

My heart is breaking. This sucks. No, it's not about a boy. Or an animal. Or my family (for once). My bestest friend (as you may remember) moved to RI. She said she wouldn't change. She said she'd stay the same person, the same girl that I love. She's not. She's been gone less than a month and already, she's not Liz. She's the girl that says "lolz" and "bibiz" and won't let me call her "hun", "babe", or "sugar". She's doing great in school (yay for her) and she's gained confidence (bigger yay) but, I want my Liz back + those 2 good qualities. I want my bestest friend back. I want her to stay Liz. I get she had to move but, she could at least stay somewhat the same girl. The girl that stays up until midnight talking with me about guys and life and everything, the girl that sings the elephant song from Moulin Rouge! with me as we skip through the halls of school, the girl that begs me to come over at a moment's notice to talk, the girl that loves tacos and somehow manages to choose the "bad boys" to date when she herself is a good girl, the girl that needs reassurance at least once a week that she's smart/gorgeous/amazing/thin and that her hair/make-up/clothes look fine/great/hot (that i could live w/o lol). I want that girl back. This sucks. I'm going to go to bed now. Good night all. May God bless you.

Thankful Thursday!

Well, let's see. Thankful Thursday....

1.I'm thankful for all my J-land friends and the wonderful thoughts I get from them. I'm thankful for the activities I get from them to occupy my day's. (Weekend Assignment, Saturday Six, Thankful Thursday, etc.)

2.I'm thankful for my faith. I know God is there for me every minute of every day. I know He can help me solve any problem and He is my rock, my Savior.

3. I'm thankful for the friends I have in the real world that help me through tough times and rejoice with me through the good times. They are my support system to get me through everyday. *cheers for the girls & guys*

4. I'm thankful for the soliders who are risking their lives to defend our country. I am anti-war but, I am thankful that they are willing to risk their lives (1000 of them have given their lives in the war on Iraq :( ) in order to protect us.

5. The firefighters and policemen that save the inhabitants of this country on a daily basis recieve my thanks. Not only those in duty now but also those retired and beyond. Those men and women risk their lives daily (as they did three years ago Saturday) and seem to be underappreciated.

6. I'm thankful for my family. My parents gave me my morals and my early start at reading. I'm very thankful that I discovered books so early (3 1/2 years old!) because they're a companion that can go anywhere and can take you places you'd never go otherwise. They don't depend on your age. If you can't read, someone can read to you. They're great. I guess I'm thankful for books, too. My grandmother gave me my faith. She's the one that took me to church when I was little.

7. I'm thankful for the roof over my head, the clothes on my back & in my dresser/closet, the food in my stomach, and the luxuries such as the computer I'm typing on right now that I get to enjoy.

Well, this made me feel a little bit better but, I'm still heart broken. It's irreverable. :(

Uh-oh! Weekend Assignment again!

Weekend Assignment #23: 100 years from now, your great-great-great-grandchild has been assigned to write a school report on your life and times. Help him or her by putting five things in a time capsule. The five things could include something personal or something that typifies the times we live in. One catch: It can't include a version of your AOL Journal (because that would be too easy, that's why).

Extra Credit: Put something in the box that would believe would be completely puzzling -- something they'd look at and say "What the heck is this?"

 

Well, I had better get to updating this more. I'll add it into my evening routine (or my late afternoon one). For those that don't know, I'm a FLYbaby. www.flylady.net Marla (FLYlady) is amazing and I thank God for her mentorship. Well, on to the assignment.

Well, I'd put these five items in to show how my life & these times are going.

1. My journals. I write in it every night, as in pen to paper (not fingers to keyboard). It's far more regular than this journal or my Xanga. (Does this count even though it's a journal? If not, sorry. I'm new at this. To defend myself, you never said not to put in a version of ur AOL Journal. I'm tricky like that!) It shows my thoughts and feelings and what I'm doing with my life so far.

2. The letters I write to an older version of myself and to my future husband. They show how I expect people (men esp.) to treat me and anyone I love and what I expect my life to be like at different ages. My journals show how my life was. I think comparing and contrasting them would be interesting.

3. A mix CD of all my favorite songs (yes, I did borrow this from other journals. I hope you don't mind! It was a great idea). Shows my music taste and reflects the times. Music tells what's happening in the world. Vietnam, JFK's assassination, the crash that took the lives of Richie Valens, J.P. Richardson, and Buddy Holley, and so many more events are reflected in the music of those times. Why should this time be any different?

4. My Bible. It shows my spirituality and belief system. It also has notes in the margins and underlined verses that show how I feel about them. It would give my g-g-g-grandchild a view into my mind on religion.

5. pictures of me, my family, my friends, my crushes, my house, etc. They would know what their ancestors looked like, who I hung out with, who I liked, where I lived, what the world looked like, etc. It's good to know your family.

Extra Credit: my tinkerbell pen. I'm obsessed with Tinkerbell. By that time they probably won't use pens so they'll be like, "What the heck is that?". Then again, we know about how our ancestors used quills to write so maybe they would. Who knows?

Thursday, September 2, 2004

Weekend Assignment

Hey, y'all! Well, this is my first Weekend Assignment. For those of y'all that don't know what a weekend assignment is, go to http://journals.aol.com/johnmscalzi/bytheway/ (I hope this isn't illegal or anything. I didn't write it. It was written by johmscalzi@aol.com. If you'd like me to take this link out, I will just ask.) Well, here's my picture. If it's not here, it's because the computer I'm on is incredibly stupid so I'll describe the picture. It's me with a bottle of hairspray aimed at my head. This sounds stupid so let me explain the significance of the photo. I was away at camp and I never wear hairspray except when Lindsay (my bff) makes me. On this occasion, I willingly picked up my hairspray & aimed it at my head befor Lindz could even notice. She gasped when she saw this and made me pause to let her take a photo. This is meaningful to me because it reminds me of camp (which is amazing and I love it) and it reminds me of laughing with Lindz. This is my weekend assignment.

Wednesday, September 1, 2004

life

I'm feeling so down right now. My bestest friend moved to RI and I miss her very much and I feel so sad right now. RI is a very long way away. ::tears:: I miss her. Well, last night, I felt so awful. I wrote for, like, an hour in my journal (handwritten journal not this). For now, I'm never going to get this done because timmy keeps making me laugh and I can't be properly depressed when I'm laughing so, I'll write tomorrow. Love always, moi

Sunday, August 22, 2004

I am so incredibly bored. Whatever It Takes is on Comedy Central & I'm salaviating over Shane West for the next 2 hours. Yummy!