That don't impress me much
Man, I have that song in my head. amanda and I were singing it on the way home.

the week in a nutshell (the reader's digest version):
Tuesday- Jason. AMRAZING. 'nuff said.
Wednesday- um...drawing a blank here...lots of sleeping
Thursday- stage crew. long, arduous work on the right loft, but let me tell you- its EMPTY! I never thought I'd see the day. Why, its almost enough to make one's eyes glaze over.
Friday- Branch's, hot tub, kickball, ice cream, movie. That pretty much sums it up.

You think you're a genius, you drive me up a wall
So, irony- today, I ventured to border's with elizabeth amanda and caitlin. Well, see, first, amanda and elizabeth and I were there, and then we got bored, and got in my car, and Norbert was all vibrate-esque, and caitlin left a message saying she wanted to go to borders. so we picked her up and went back. along the drive there, she was like "what if bob* is there?" and we were like, "we were just there, he wont be". (lets not get into the story of bob) and well, he and some others who I am also aquainted with were there, as it were. Ironic. Bob recognised her, too. Only, this girl, Gertrude* was there, too. She was being a bitch. Mean.

All that extra-hold gel in your hair outa lock it
I don't have extra hold gel holding my hair in place. Rather, its Kool Aidddddddd! (not sure where that came from) but, anyway, its actually turned out this really cool shade of red, only I didn't wash it out, so my hair is all sticky and gelatenous and broom-like. It'd be cool if I didn't look like I had dandruff from all the sugar flaking out of it.

I can't believe you kiss your car goodnight
Man. I'm stupid. Today, I was at taco bell, and I had to back out, and I smashed into a pole. fortuatle,y no damage was done to my car, and to my knowledge, the pole had already been leaning over in that direction before I hit it.

So you're brad pitt
Other highlights of today: hot guy in The Day after Tomorrow, going to this ice cream place I forgot the name of, two shots of espresso, chilaxin' with my mothers psycho friend, who is basically me in 40 years, bearden's...thats about it.

Oh, oh, oh-ooo
My hair smellys nummy. I'm tired. I was going to make this a longer, more interesting in depth post, reflecting on the concert and whatnot, but...I'm too lazy. Nappy time!

yo ho
yo ho
a (lazy, sleepy, cherry-flavoured) pirate's life for
~me

*names have been changed to protect the innocent...and the not so innocent.

Hmm, so.
I have decided to boycott being online and such for as long as I can, for the following reasons:

1) Finals are swiftly aproaching, and it is rather necesary for me to actually PAY ATTENTION to homework and such, something I can;t seem to pull off while online.
2) I need to be more active- sitting my ass on a computer and stuffing my face with food doesn't help this
3) Its not like anything productive ever come of being online
4) If anyone really needs me, they can call Norbert

Well, yes. That's my story.
If you have any discrepancies about this, leave a shoutout. I should read it in a week or so.

Anyway. I'm off to be motivated at something!
Jason is tomorrow!

yo ho
yo ho
a (non-missed) pirate's life for
~me

Today rocked in my pathetic mind!!!

Steps to a splediferous day:

1) Call your best friend and help her hide from her parents by getting ice cream.
2) Get the ice cream where your friend works. Make sure the flavour of the day rocks. And that you get it in a yummy, chocolate and sprinklie covered cone.
3) Procrastinate on your history essay by randomly borrowing your neighbour's bike and going to an aquaintance's house, where you run in to a friend of yours and bond over how annoying the acquaintance is.
4) Totally dis the acquaintance when she says shell bike to the rec with you
5) Bike up to the rec while listening to Linkin Park.
6) Get roped into pitching for your softball thing. It is especcially splendiferous if you have never pitched before, and you only thought you would be pitching for like one batter, to finish off the inning
7) End the game, not only pitching, but by catching a fly ball in you bare hand. (because you are stupid and dropped it out of your mitt)
8) skip out of the game by saying you have to go home to work on history
9) take a nice long shower since you still smell like chlorine from the night before
10) have your shower interrupted by your mother yelling at you that Daniel Radcliffe is on dateline
11) Watch dateline, with DANIEL RADCLIFFE and swoon over his lovely eyes (not to mention the rest of him) and hit your self for being a pathetic loser who likes Harry Potter.
12) Go on the comp to work on history, but getting ice cream, and playing minesweeper while eating it.
13) WINNING AN EXPERT GAME OF MINESWEEPER!!!!!!!!!
14) turning off your away message to gloat about minesweeper and haing two people profess their love to you. Well, not love love, but still, undying affection is always nice.

Now, I'm off to slather myself with lotion. Yes, for all those out there who care, I am STILL peeling, exactly two weeks after my sun-fest. Oh, and for those otherswho care, mum got the fountain to work properly.

Okay, after that, I really do have to work on my history...DAMMIT.

Jason...2 days (not counting today)
Daniel Radcliffe interview on conan...2 days
Harry Potter...11 days
School's OUT...16 days

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
and we're at the final stetch...
::dances hyperly to The Darkness::

yo ho
yo ho
a (hyper, happy, and EXPERT) Pirate's life for
~me
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!