And the Biggest Idiot Award Goes to....

Obviously me. Another example of why I should not be let out onto the general public because of my personality: I can piss off my friends. Or actually, friend. I get along fine with E, K, J, A, and S. Now on the other hand, G is my polar opposite. Conflicting personalities and the like. But I'm not gonna blame her for this. She may not say it, but I can tell she is pissed off at me and definitely does not want to talk with me. Evidence A: She knows I am right behind her and she speeds up so she doesn't have to talk with me. Evidence B: She says she has to go to Spanish class early so we can't talk. Evidence C: I asked her if her mum was available to interview and she said that Saturday would have been the best time for me to do so, which I didn't.Then I said I got her message on Sunday and she said J called me about this halloween party,which, I might add, I could not go because 1:I hate parties and 2: I had math homework. And she said this all in her accusing, "I'm not talking to you" tone. And that, my friends, really hurts me the most. I can understand the ignoring part, but the accusingness really hits me hard. I bet a psychologist would say it's some deep-seated fear of being rejected and hated because of some past event in my childhood that's scarred me and made me insecure. I say it's the fact that I don't want my only best friend in high school hating me for my procrastination. I know we don't agree on everything and we certainly don't think the same, but ever since high school started, she's been acting different. Me, I'll always be the kid that laughs at everything no matter how dumb it is and forgets everything and finds a flaw in everything. That's one thing that hasn't changed. It's like...everything around me is constantly changing and here I am, the same person who acts the same and looks the same. And especially nowadays, everything changes so fast that I want some kind of constant in my life, and that is my friends. This all started out when I had high expectations for our homecoming hallway only to realize it wasn't as great as the juniors. I shouldn't expect so much, but I did. And that's what gets me every time. I expect a lot and then end up letting myself down. I made one comment on how our hallway kinda sucked, and I could tell G was pissed. She said it might've been better if I came to a meeting. I really didn't mean it to sound like that, but I had the foot-in-mouth syndrome. It was okay, I mean, they put in a lot of work to make that football goal and stuff. It just needed something more. I couldn't really get the MTV connection so that's why I said what I said. Misunderstandings are what causes friendships to collapse. K gets me, she and I think on the same wavelength. G and I used to think on the same wavelength sometimes. Now, she's all serious and I'm trying to keep things light. Not exactly the best situation. Only I can make a situation go bad. That's me, the failure. Every relationship I've had has failed and most of my friendships have withered out. I'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop.It seems like everyone hates me now. I had another row with my mum because of the same project that's caused my friendship with G to die. My mum blames me for not doing it, G blames me for being the callous person I am, dude, I blame myself for everything bad that's happened. This is just the worst FUBAR I've ever made. And now I'm debating on whether I should pretend to interview a spanish person just to get a grade or go on what I know about G's mum and do the report on her. Either way, I'm sorta making something up and I'm afraid somehow someone will find out. I feel really bad, and that's an understatement right now. And I would tell K about this, but she's got enough to worry about and this'll just get messy. Some sadistic part of me feels I deserve to feel so cruddy and part of me wishes someone wouldn't put me down so much. God, I can only go so far without breaking under pressure. I nearly broke when I got home because of all this weight, and it isn't even near midterms. This just reminds me of a quote,"Now is the time to decide between what is right, and what is easy." I just wish that friends always sticked together no matter what is said or done.

Procrastination attacks......with big pointy teeth

Well, it's been waaay to long since my last post. So a recap of my NYC trip. It was cool, I just wished my chaperone didn't get us lost on the train, we could've gone somewhere else instead of Chinatown.Which,by the way, wasn't really much China-y. Then we went to Macy's, which was huuuge. I wish we could've gone to the New York Metropolitan Museum of Arts and the U.N. building. Maybe some other time when I will have more time. And Spamalot was THE BEST SHOW EVER!!! Oh my god, my love for Monty Python has increased soooo much. Someone should make a cult or something devoted to the brilliance of John Cleese, Eric Idle, Terry Gilliam, Graham Chapman, and Terry Jones.I'm not worthy. I laughed my @$$ off so much during the play. Finland!!!!!! Oh my god....... I've soo been worshipping the cd I got. It was totally worth it. If you ever go to NYC, go see Spamalot, you will not regret it. Soo funny.... On the other hand, The Drowsy Chaperone wasn't that great. I mean, it might be because I'm not an adult(because mostly the adults were laughing) but it was boring. I nearly fell asleep like 8 times. No joke. My friend did fall asleep. The only funny part was when they had this Asian thing goin on,"What is it about Asians that make Caucasians confused..." or something like that. It was funny, probably because it wasn't even the real "Play". The play is about this old play that this guy likes and it comes to life when he plays his record player. Really weird. So life is back to normal now, sadly. I have to wear a toga one of these days for the Latin float for Homecoming, I have no freaking clue what possessed me to sign up.Ouch, my hands are hurting. One thing I don't like about the cold is that it makes my joints freeze up and it makes typing hard. Only because my dad never turns on the heater. Grr... I have a Spanish thing to do. I really don't want to talk into a tape recorder. How old fashioned is that??

What can I say, my freakiness amuses me...

I think it's safe to say my level of insanity has risen a notch or two since the beginning of summer. Obviously, my friends don't mind one bit since they're used to it. I think. G sometimes is surprised by how random and weird I can be. Meh. That's G for ya. Anyfur...................huh, I wonder what I was going to say...........ahah! S is going out with a junior. Slightly weird, but hey, I don't know him so I can't judge him. But I wonder who the heck he is........I need to use my super(not!)sleuthing skills. And I need to do that without sounding stalkerish. I did the mile today and I managed to not kill myself doing it. Chocolate for me! Tomorrow I am so going to be in New York. Sad thing is, I will probably be up for like possibly 48 hours. Hopefully I get sleep or else my sleep deprived self will fall asleep during the musical or on the subways. At least there's starbucks. I really wanna go into a museum or something.With really old ancienty stuff.Cuz everyone knows ancienty stuff is waaay better than stuff. Maybe I can manipulate my group into going to one. Sadly, G will not be joining us since she gets to go to NYC with her parents some other time. But, I will have GG with me.I can't wait to see Spamalot!!!!I am so psyched. Prepare New York, For I am taking you by Storm!!MUAHAHAHHAHAHA.*cough*Anyways, I was looking through some old nostalgic(hey!Big word!) photos from the end of last year's school(really, doesn't seem so long ago). The picture you see are of my best buds from left to right,E(who's real name starts with K),G(who's real name is actually S, but not the S I talked about with the junior bf),J(who's real name does start with a J), and K(who's name actually starts with a J).And If you are wondering about my first name initials, you're out of luck. You can guess and ponder the meaning of Q and if it really is my initial or not. It is not a random letter of the alphabet, though.So I leave you with the question of whether or not Q is the first letter of my real name or not....

And the Insanity continues.....

Right now, I'm writing a story. It's kind of like a play, actually. But it's not what you think. It's a joint project between my friends. It all started when E emailed everyone a story she wrote about us, called Jailhouse Sock. And then everything from there gets crazy. Me and K decided we wanted to make sequels to Jailhouse Sock and whoever finished first would title it Jailhouse Sock II and the other would call it Jailhouse Sock III. It's a very crazy, never-not-in-a-million-years-would-it-happen kind of story. It's got bad cops, deception, people getting framed, major butt-kicking of the cop kind by mothers, and an almost love story.It gets even crazier in my sequel. There's a plot of world domination and a conspiracy against the U.S. And Walmart bashing galore. It's very promising and totally lighthearted. Maybe I'll post it up here. :)

Hic transit Gloria.....

So next week I will be in NYC. Yay for me. E is going to NYC this weekend. Sucks that we won't be there at the same time. Lights has been sooo boring so far. We can't move anything at all and it's a waste of time. I hope that things speed up seriously, there's only so much my almost ADD can handle. I get to sell candy overpriced at a dollar this week. I suck at this whole selling stuff thing. I'm probably just to lazy to do anything. I've sold two so far, which is good. Only 17 down to go since I'm gonna buy myself a 100 Grande bar. Those are yummier than Crunch bars. And maybe I'll buy a reeses cup too, I like them very much. I can't wait till we can buy our Latin Club t-shirts and hoodies. I'm gonna buy a zipper hoodie and t-shirt. It's gonna have a corpulent guy on it holding a goblet(he's actually wasted, but shhh!don't tell our principle. to her, it's only a cup with water in it) and his other hand doing the whole rock symbol like you do at rock concerts. You all know what I'm talking about. He's gonna be, like my Mr.W described it, saying "WOOOOOOOO!!!" So yeah, it's crazy but it's Carpe Diem. Too bad I won't be going to the Latin Convention. Just don't have time. Oh well. Spanish still sucks. I have to learn like 4 new tenses that Mrs.B says we should know and be able to recite. Yeah, riiiiiight. She thinks she is so better because she teaches MYP Spanish 3. She's soo condescending to anyone that didn't go to KLMS or PMS(yes, those are the schools initials). It just shows at us people that went to a normal school are way smart cuz we didn't get special treatment and stuff that those magnet kids did.Meh.

Don't you just "Love" Mondays......

Surprise, surprise, I have updated on a Weekday. For once I don't have Drama.Everybody clap. So right now, I'm doing Latin homework and possibly U.S. History homework.*cough*yeahright*cough* I just hate mosquitos.Evil buggers. And anything else that bites and is a bug.Scratch that, I hate all bugs. Leave it to me to get 20 odd bug bites in September/October. Anyways, life is going alright.Nothing life threatening has happened to me...yet.Still waiting for the other shoe to drop.We(meaning K and myself) have given SM the new name of G. Cuz we know too many S's. Me and K are just some crazily insane people. We we talking on Friday about how we don't know what our food's been eating. Like chickens. I kept on arguing that we don't know what else they eat besides chicken feed. You never know... And I had to explain the finer points of how oysters excrete "pseudofeces" that other fish eat.Not a pleasant convo at all.And to think, people eat these little helpful buggers that filter water. Why buy a filter when you can have an oyster or two??Kerfluffle. Ack!I have to turn in stuffs tomorrow.Meh. Reason #25 on why I like Latin better than Spanish: The book is set up like a book where you translate paragraphs of Latin. It's very cool and the ways to translate are limitless(almost). You learn culture and the language all at once.Oh darn...I have seat auditions tomorrow.Bring on the dancing monkeys, I'd rather go to spanish....no wait, I'd prefer this audition to Spanish.Sad, eh?