Make a Wish

I've run out of wishes to make. There's no more hope left for me. I've over-drawn on my account.

There is a preist here, and I don't like it. He's very nice and such, and brought over these interesting old coins and whatnot (I really am a geek) But priests make me feel uncomfortable, because my father tries to pretend I have been raised in the spirit of christ and all that shit. Which is, of course, complete garbage.

And then, I spent the day with my mother today. It wasn't too bad- we went to Border's and I got stuff at frontline (including 85 dollar gloves...) But while at Border's (where I bought four books...but two were for school, AP bio and Spanish Grammar) mother goes off on this pro-bush rampage. She's such a republican, it's disgusting. I mean, I'm not going to pretend to know a lot about the government, or pretend to be some awesome pro-kerry democrat, but she's kind of ignorant in her tirade. Her arguments are like, not logical. It's bothersome. People who don't really know why they're voting for who they are shouldn't be counted in the votes.

And for all of you wondering out there, if I could vote, I probably wouldn't. Mr. Phillips points out that it doesn't do a shitload of good. I love government, I really do.

Liberal sausage-eating democrats.

Speaking of those. Who called me at 1:04 AM? Because I answered and you didn't say anything... But I heard you talking...about how it was ringing...the phone I assume...anyway. Hopefully it wasn't important.

Um, so. Sometimes, I feel very very alone. But mi prima Andrea is great for that, I have decided. Being that she is in Texas, she so can't allow things to backfire in my face. But she's a good listener and such, and she has problems too, so we can complain together and not feel bad. I wish we were closer so that more bonding could go on. Maybe all that money I hoard could go towards shipping her up here over spring break. That would be mucho funo.

So I was just alarmed to find out that i know more about Catholic Theology than mis padres. How stupid. And they believe in the shit, too.

The priest left. Good. Now I can swear agian.

I bought an AP bio and a spanish grammar book at Border's today. I am hoping I might scrape an A in spanish this year. That's my goal. Well, A's in everything. But spanish will actually be a challenge.

Um, so. I am wondering. Is it actually possible to power a computer by hooking up a little kid to a wheel and making him run? J/W. Someone get back to me on that.

Anyway. I really feel like there are conspiracies going on behind my back. On the behalf of several people. None of whom I will mention- but I think the like six of you know who you are (and no, not all of you are in cahoots- I think there are actually multiple conspiracies going on)

So. The truth must be told. By someone at least.

Things to look forwardto this week: I might actually have to play tomorrow. In the varsity NO game, which is v.v.v. dangerous, because I suck too much to play. So I have to pray (because I'm so religious, remember? and I have so much hope?); the eds/iggys partido de futbol (soccer game); Friday's persuit of the evil. That's about it. Not too much in store for this weekend.

well, anyway. I must finally go to bed.

eventually.

yo ho
yo ho
a (benign) pirate's life for
~me