another year has come to a close. i've dated too many things ".03," and it's time for change.

things i'll have to remember (in no particular order):

1. laura's boss thinks she's mentally handicapped.
2. driver's liscense.
3. starfest.
4. lilly nichole blay.
5. "come to her aid."
6. book artists.
7. broderick usher III.
8. chuck sucks.
9. breaking up.
10. ending the endless notebook.
11. catfish helmet.
12. ncyc.
13. getting jigerous.
14. buying the takamine.
15. brussel sprouts.

sure, there are millions of other things i could add, but fifteen is a nice round number because it is divisible by three five times, and five is one less than six, which is two times three, and one times three is three.

happy new year!

and on the subject of the whole "mary" deal, don't worry about it.

it's not important.

it's not like it's my alias or anything.

my punching is said to feel like tickling.

it's fun to spend the money of others.

my mom, my sister, and i got our cartilage pierced. it really doesn't hurt. i'm quite pleased.

tonight my family is going out to dinner at the factory of cake of the cheese variety. scrumptulescent.

afterwards, i'm going over to andrew's to play mario party.

i love it. it i love.

have you noticed the appropriately placed apostrophes? this is me, being more grammatically correct.

now that i've rambled my bit, i'm out.

mom: jonathan, what are you doing?
dad: i...
mom: are you dusting the television with my christmas pillow?
dad: i...
mom: well, stop it!

about me not updating:

christmas rocked, alicia left on friday, and work was actually somewhat enjoyable. go figure.

my parents gave in and im going to get my cartilage pierced tomorrow. schpiffy.

my sister and i went shopping on friday. new clothes equal smile.

i wish i had something a little more interesting to say, but i dont. so, i end.

adieu.

sleeping in is my new best friend.

i finally got around to looking at college stuff. i still have no clue as to where to go. isnt it grand?

"sister golden hair" is stuck in my head again, and according to dustin, my level of special is infinite.

tonight were going to mass, and tomorrow is bunches 'o fun. the baby Jesus will be turned over at the rose house, too.

well, thats all for now.

happy almost-christmas.

so the movie sucked and i felt like puking through the whole five years of it.

thats that.

i woke up ridiculously late again this morning with thoughts of sunshine on my mind.

i really feel fine. its quite amazing, actually. it doesnt feel like christmas, but it definately feels better. thanks, friends, for putting up with me time after time.

tonight im going to see master and commander with el grupo. yay.

i went out tonight and had fun. dream let me wear her elf-hat, and i sat on a bean-bag for a time.

then i came home to end the evening laughing at the expense of others and wondering how sniffen found my yahoo profile, which i forgot i had made.

and now micah green is stuck in my head. for the record, we will not fit together just fine.

and now that ive made one more pointless entry, goodnight.

i went over to alicias today after sleeping like a maniac. we watched the jim carrey grinch - it was a splendid good time, chum. then we discussed her job and my needing to find another one. come to find she makes 1.5 times my weekly paycheck in one 4.5-hour shift. hmm...

then i came home and slept some more. that was enjoyable.

tonight is left wide open with nothing to do. guitar-fun? i think so.

thats all for now, folks.

work yesterday was surprisingly amusing. we are now selling boxes with red, fat women on them, and clowns are strewn all over the childrens department. accessories just stank.

betty: "it smells like a body."

my parents composed a musical masterpiece in my absence yesterday afternoon: "its christmasy in here. its christmasy in here. we like christmas in here." boys, im still single.

i played mario party last night with andu, fez, and jim. the latter two had a particularly grand time. and i particularly lost.

i saw my fiance today on the big screen. link, that is.

tomorrow i get to hang out with puff. that will be amusing.

that, sadly, is all.

love and schnickerdoodles.

tonight is some schtein-fun, and afterwards, hopefully, friend-fun.

andrew got me a bunny. it was fun.

you know what else is fun? saying a word until it sounds strange.

my dad made wafflies this morning. we ate them funly.

my sister and i were going to have fun shopping at the mall this morning, but i took a fun shower and lost track of time. hence, i am here.

it was not fun last night when i thought i unhinged my rotator cuff.

(i told you this was fun.)

my sister met a cute boy, mario. i had fun asking her if he had a younger brother named luigi.

my mom is having fun making cookies.

my kitty is having fun sleeping.

i am having fun being a loser.

now i am going to have fun concluding:
adios.

i suppose it does.

now on to other matters.

i just finished the engineering exam. i may have even passed. next is earth and space science, and then im done for the semester. jump-click.

my mom got the tickets last night, so that maybe is now a definately.

to completely change the subject, andrews screen saver says "biren is now a member of a terrorist cell!!" with two exclamation marks. just like that.

i heart the weather.

now that i am fulfilled, i shall leave.

adieu.

just seeing if this works.

mins is currently eating christmas presents.

so, whats up with it being cold? i thought this didnt happen.

my mom and i went out to lunch today, where the guy sitting next to us hit his head on the large, heavy, copper lamp-thing. i tried to hide my laughter, but he saw me. "its alright. you can laugh in front of me. just because youre in math club doesnt mean it wont happen to you."

we pondered the true purpose of leaf-blowers on the way home.

no, i will not take any comments on the above statement.

i heard tell of mr schutz laughing until his face turned red. i miss all the fun stuff. like that time in eighth grade when mr michaels fell out of his chair. or the time when my sister fell on an escalator.

ha.

exams are almost over. i have two tomorrow, but only one counts. for hell.

and dream totally dyed her hair. the metamorphasis is complete.

im going to erie on january seventeenth. maybe. but im definately going to arizona for spring break. can we say, "rock?"

"rock."

those are the lame proceedings of my day.

peace and cheesecakes.

today was a wonderful, beautiful, funny day. just why, i am not sure, but trust me: it was.

though i did wish nolte would have turned around and shot me in the middle of the english exam.

i exchanged my big shoes for ones that fit, bought my final christmas presents, and got myself some dough at el banco (not in that order, of course).

at 5:00, im going to go meet lilly. i guess its a good thing i wasnt shot.

tengo mi examen del espanol manana. estudio.

so i definately got an "a" on the analysis exam. all that not concentrating finally paid off. tomorrow its history and english, followed by a trip to see one beautiful baby.

we watched finding nemo in spanish in english with spanish subtitles (figure it out.).

so truly, she came pushing sixteen horses.

my kitty has pms. crushed midol? shell never know.

dana gave me a very round polar bear and some very green socks. upon seeing the socks, i questioned her.
"dana...?"
"arent they ugly? i saw them and thought of you."

mrs. angert on hussein: "even hitler had the good sense to commit suicide."

"why did picasso live in paris?"
"was he a prostitute or something?"

"it has a fruit juice center?" (i found it funny.)

anywho, time for the doodle to study.

-slash-not.

tomorrow marks the end of anal funkiness for the rest of 2003. and who isnt busy preparing? you know who.

i switched my hours with kathy this saturday, so i may get to have fun.

im going to a football game on new years day with my family and friends. in case you were wondering.

i actually almost fell asleep in class today. three times. youre looking at the epitome of success.

so, chastity. interesting subject. talked all about it at youth group last night. then came to school to see phallic candles. morality? what?

oh crap because the parents are home.

insert lame ending here.

oh.

this is me, studying for exams.

so, hi. we got a christmas tree yesterday morning. i have absolutely no idea where it is.

i painted my finger nails after church. magenta. im feeling crazy.

dear mrs. angert,
this whole idea of giving us a test the day before exams start is quite cruel. dont do it again.
love, maggie

i feel like a hick. im wearing a blouse and overalls. the boys are after me.

i wish i was a little more interesting, but im not.

this is where i stop.

si, no tenemos bananas. no tenemos bananas hoy.

today was confusing, mainly because i had no idea what day of the week it was. once i figured it out, i was happy.

do you ever do that, except also forget what month it is, the current year, and all of your current social relations? yeah. that also happened. it was pretty cool this time.

ill bet you want to come to steinmart tonight. ill bet you do.

just like ill bet it was funny when mrs. angert told us about how dead people would sit up in their coffins.

so, junior year is just one week shy of being half complete. whos ready for the remaining year and a half to end? this girl right here.

i could have been sleeping this whole time.

dear self,
youre an idiot.
love, self.

im out like high tops.

today was pretty pretty, to say the least.

my grades will survive. schutz failed to fail me.

fudgecow and i made fun of each other in english. i love pardos class.

we actually worked in biology, and i got a christmas card from alex. it was glittery and brightened my day.

i answered a pop-question (en espanol) after my stunningly well-memorized performance of the life and times of sandra cisneros, a stunningly ill-learned woman.

later, when tutoring loren in spanish, she said to me in the most confident tone, "su jardin somos bonito." your garden we are beautiful. im glad i spend an hour a week trying.

i talked, i listened to country music, and i thought.

its nice when you have time to think.

considering the fact that nothing particularly interesting happened today, ill end my update here.

its raining. im not sure how long its been coming down, but the sun was not shining when i went to school today.

la cuenta de mi vida.

i tried to have sex with dream this morning, but she had already done it with five other people. in the middle of class. dream is one very literate 'ho.

i laughed with the girl in front of me in spanish class about spanish class and the fact that spanish class is really no class at all. spanish class, spanish class, spanish class. have i said it enough times yet?

reports show that im going to die before the semester is over. thanks, exams. i love you.

thats all.

spanish class.

attention: lauras boss will not fire her because she believes laura to be mentally retarded.

oh, little fudgecow.

also, i have been informed that jim fell in the grass today.

he was probably told to sniff it.

theres a chance ill get to visit tegan and beautiful, beautiful lilly tomorrow. that makes me happy.

granted, i have to mull through an analysis quiz and a spanish presentation first, along with all the other trimmings of a nausiatingly routine high-school day.

i wore the ambiguous socks today. ambiguous, because... well... whats on them? the world may never know, no matter how many tootsie pops are licked.

dear window:
i like it when youre closed. momdar will catch me if a shut you, though.
just a complaint.
love, maggie

if youre looking for a good time, i suggest you try steinmart this friday and saturday evening. were open extra late for steinie fun. come on by and check out the ... fun.

das all my ~*KrAzYnEsS*~ 4 2nite!!! i luv u!!!

ByEz!!!

heres to a complete lack of organization:

my father is spraying clorox and waving my mothers cell phone through the mist.

i keep saying stupid things when going over what im going to say for my ebay presentation. i think ill end with "i have to pee. bye."

i love it when i forget a persons birthday. it makes me feel like a great friend ("oh, maggie. i love you. ...so simple.").

im out.

my parents made up new words to the "fun factory" song. more on this later.

according to andrew, hogan kills.

when your skin is peeling, i advise that you not rip it.

so this is me, updating you on my interesting life.

...

i took the sat this morning. it was freezing. and someone dropped a calculator. it was very funny at the time.

then i came home, ate some cottage cheese with holiday goldfish, and went to work for ever, where i was estimated to be 21.

then my stockings ripped, and i bought some with a hole in them.

"arent we closed?"
"nope. were open until 9:30, and next week, were open until 10:00."
"are you kidding me?"
"nope. happy holidays."

with that, im dead. im out. goodnight.

the winter concert was good, i hear. i only stayed for the first 45 minutes. then i saw it again today for free. dreams tricky like that.

people are funny. if you stop thinking about your own worries and concerns, youll realize that those around you are bloody hilarious.

for example:
lauras mom: "i love you."
laura: "oh."

and:
james: "office 602 was horrible."

and:
"i cant see over your head."
"so grow."

also, lilly nichole blay is absolutely beautiful. congratulations, tegan and dustin!

wish me luck on the sat tomorrow.

im out.

ebay, why do not you sell the red rider accessories past tomorrow? why?

the timed writing in english sucked. majorly. but who cares? its not like weve been given only two grades this term.

wait a minute. yes it is.

so i am not looking forward to doing my presentation. why not? becuase chuck did really good. and he went first. out of everyone.

bridget fell up three stairs today. i love bridget.

i do not love the automatic aligning microsoft word entitles me to.

frustration!

so anywho, i need out. sorry this one sucked so much.

today is yet another new day in a new day continuum.

my mother started to laugh during dinner while amy grant could be heard in the background, demanding that santa bring her some toys.

its just been that kind of day: funny because it isnt funny.

like when i went to first period and got excited because there was an awards ceremony, but quickly came to find that it was only for seniors.

or like when i met my student after school and thought he had actually studied, but only came to discover that he picked his nose all weekend.

or like when i came home and started thinking about how much i hate school.

wait a minute. thats not funny at all.

not to complain or anything.

we learned about ambiguous triangles or solutions or something of that nature today. all i could think of was the ambiguously gay duo.

that about sums it up.

sha la la la la la la la la la la ti da.
la ti da.

friends, today is a new day. i said what i had to say and did what i had to do; i begged where there was no mercy and i pleaded with stone walls. i got some things thrown in my face for it (both figuratively and literally), and i doubt that any of it will clear up any time soon, but would you guess it? i dont really care. i was honest, and i dont think a price can be placed on the hard things you have to do in life.

i took one of the longest routes home today after school. i had the windows down and my hair up. the sun shone in distinguishable streaks upon the cracked roads like it really wanted to be a comfort, and the wind blew in upon me like it really wanted to be december.

i spent a lot of time today thinking about how life was before i started to grow up; that is, before it really began.

i was living in an illusion for the first fifteen years of my life, and i cant say that everything has been revealed to me even yet, because there is still so much i dont know. the only difference between today and december first of last year is that in 2002, i thought i had found forever in someone who couldnt hold on to virtue even if it superglued itself to the palms of his hands.

really, it was all stupidity on my part, mixed with a heavy dosage of infatuation and a few heaping tablespoons of the need to live in harmony with what i thought should have been.

his part? couldnt say why he stuck with it for so long.

so to clarify:
1. robert (the forbidden one) and i will never happen again. it was an "us" that is now a "once."
2. i refuse to date or think about dating anyone. in my strange, hateful mind, boys are the poison of the earth.
3. friends are the only ones who can hear you through and say what you want them to say, even though most of the time it might not be true, untying your shoes while telling you sweet little lies to make you feel better.
4. God can also help. in fact, He probably helps more than friends, but i think anyone who has been in touch with Him would expect that.
5. i. despise. mark. twain.

this should explain any and all of my mood swings. for everything else that the aforementioned statements do not account for, i shall allow the blame to fall on my gender for its reputation of complexity and impracticality.

and though you didnt want to know, i told you.

isnt life peachy?

for all those who i have been bitchy to: sorry. i didnt mean to. unless your name is dianne. then i did mean to be a bitch.

i will keep you updated on the positives once again. the rest i have decided not so much to put behind me, but to keep afloat on the surface so that i can avoid stupid mistakes.

well, not all stupid mistakes. im entitled to a eyeful, and ive still got some good ones left to go.