The World's Not Spinning Your Way

I am bored right now. There's not really anyone to talk to. And oh, yeah, I am supposed to be doing my spanish essay.

So I really want to know what's going on for tomorrow. But, oh yeah, I don't. The way things are spinning, I shall end up hopeless, destitue and alone. Some poeple mentioned the Ed's/Lakewood game, but I don't have a ticket, and I dunno if I can make it in time to go anyway. And since Elizabeth is cheerleading (at said game, mind you) and Megs is going to some other game, I'm not so sure who exactly I'm supposed to go with. And Caitlin's working, so that's out- plus, there's play tryouts, so some people are involved with that. Basically, the only way I'd be able to do something is if I had friends on the soccer team. But, wait, the like five poeple I talk to are busy. fucking briliant. And, oh, yeah. I have no gas. Let's really make it fun.

So if anyone wants to do something tomorrow, contact me. Oh, shit, I need to get the cellular.

I've returned. not that you can technically miss me, as I didn't leave this entry posted then come back and continue it. Ah, whatever. I'm not here for deep discussions.

I had some really funny stuff to talk about in here. But I'm getting tired. I have to call Rebecca, too. She's at college, and she started, and I gotta hear all about it! Ah! I can't wait to leave. And yet, I will stay. High school isn't so bad. I think I might miss it.

I love my friends. And some other people, too. Becasue I'm a goodwilled person like that.

Ah. Today was okay. Caitlin and I had WAY too much fun with the water lab and played tug-o-war with our water drop. I lost. My god, we're losers. Practice was decent- kinda tough, for me anyway, because it involved mucho running, and I'm not so great at that. We'll blame it on my shins. Also, I think I'm getting sick again. How awesome. I think I may be allergic to school. I'm actually better now, though, than I was earlier today. I was all sneazy and stuffed up.Now I just have a headache. And that's probably just the spanish at work.

So I kind of don't know whether I'm working at the airshow or not. Yeah, Mr. whatever-his-last-name-is (he's my nextdoor neighbour's dad, but he's on the mom's side, so different name) hasn't responded to my E-Mail about when and specifically where (I know its at Burke). So I hope I'm still doing it, because it was a lot of fun last year. Plus bunches of people have said they'd stop by. So it will be fun, if I still do it.

So Ms. Nolan quit. Yeah- the new director at our school. Yeah, play auditions? Supposed to be tonight. Some other person's taking over. I guess there's too much stress because our school is gay and it putting all this pressure on people to make the show awesome. Only it's not going to be, as Elizabeth and I discussed, due to the horrible lack of crew peoples.

My abdominals hurt. On the inside. I think I have appendicitis.

Katie and I diagnosed Summer with hemophelia. We're awesome like that.

What else...oh, funny little re-enactment to do here:

Mr. Phillips: is explaining about how states have certain controuls the government doesn't. So the Federal government has made marijuana posession illegal, but the cities regulate the penalty. And in Oxford, Ohio, where Miami University is, the college kids outnumbered the actual residents, and so they voted to make the fine for marijuana posession $5.
Class: Laughter
Mr. Phillips: Well, you might not think $5 is a lot, but it cost me 325 bucks in the first semester alone.

At that point we all just sort of stared blankly. Five minutes later, I suppose it sunk it, and we all burst out laughing.

anyway, I'll leave you with that wonderful thought about my government teacher. Who, by the way, Katie and I decided will probably form his own government "Philiparchy" where he is in controul, and no one does anything. It will be like anarchy with a purpose.

yo ho
yo ho
a (confused in gerneral) pirate's life for
~me