ghs: -270
hhs: 5,002
and this concludes our broadcast day.

i got my nails did with dana yesterday for two hours. needless to say, i was in a bit of trouble when i got home.

then i went to the pep rally. the spartain cheerleaders rock my world.

tonight is the homecoming game. woo for gaithers losing streak.

my led blinked twice and then stopped. forever. i guess thats what you get for laughing in second grade when your friend fell and hit the fireplace, fracturing her wrist and facing the possibility of having an eight-year-old-sized hand for the rest of her life.

but anyways, all we did was have "tea poe"s today. it was very, very nice.

well, except in ap biology, in which we made onion shakes. mmm.

and for all those who were still confused, i do not have a hickey.

because it is very difficult for me to type with real, live nails, im out.

para todos: if you drink and drive this weekend and die in a car accident, ill kill you.

funny of the day:
"sit down! sit down! im going to hemmorage! sit down!"

funny of the other day:
"you should call them and be like, 'hey...' ... ..."
"...?"
"..."

best line of the day:
"i guess im just a product of serendipity here for your convienience and/or enjoyment."

best thing i said that made someone laugh from the other day (ago):
"thats me in a semi-permeable membrane."

strangest dream from last night:
i cut jims hair.

and finally, song of the day:
"always leaving" by cowboy mouth.

and if that doesnt describe the past however many hours, i dont know what does.

but still, i cannot stop typing.

type, type, type.

type, type, typin' away. type, type, typin' away.

i typed your mom last night.

i caught your sister typing.

hey, big boy. wanna type?

man! i cant believe i typed that!

uhmagosh. my hair is so...

im done. goodbye.

i looked out my window and it looked to me like rain
with those big liquid eyes and that promise of gray pain.

and i wanted you so much,
just like i do right now.
i wanted us to be the ones the poets write their books about.
i wanted it to last.
i wanted to grow old,
but we got in the way.

someday when im awfully low -
when the world is cold,
i will feel a glow just thinking of you
and the way i cant look at you tonight.

perfect strangers when we meet,
lovers on the street.

so dizzy that when i get out,
i just run right back in.

but, when the days hustle and bustle is done,
the gumby cats work has but only begun.

and now that im done rewording lyrics, i should like to mention that it took me an hour to fill out the sat registration form.

for the millionth time,
marvin k mooney, will you please go now!

si no puede ser quien quiere ser, no mienta.

its official. my coworkers are gay.

and im not even talking about teresa.

you know, i would like maya angeleausdfakdf's first biography a little more if she would end it. that would be delightful.

im working today at two, so that leaves time for zip on the social calendar.

speaking of work, a customer farted last night. i about peed my pants (if you couldnt tell, im very immature.).

my kitties lost weight. still...

now that ive covered everything i wanted to say, im out.

and for my fellow classmates: you can do the history homework for me if you want to.

the biology test was awesome. i totally made a "c." that rocked.

my sister is home for the weekend. oh, joy!

really. im serious. i like my sister.

most of the time.

tonight i have to work. thats about all i can say about that.

im actually making progress on my biography for english. interesting, no?

there are things from the funeral all around my house. do you have any idea how crazy it is making me? ill give you a hint: the answer is "very."

its good to be able to talk to people, especially when youre trying to discover some great metaphor when youre having a very hard time concentrating. the final decision: used cigarette next to a puddle of oil equals the burning of and a stain on ones past. ill probably write a story about it this weekend and put it on my sipp (site in perpetual progress).

i walked past mr. os hallway today. his homeroom entered the door decorating contest. everyone deserves at least one genuine surprise per day.

i have written to my hearts content.

the inductions went very well. very well, indeed.

on the subject of "indeed," phil totally held my hand today.
"how are you?" referring to my failing two major tests/assignments today, which never, NEVER happens.
"im alright. what about you?"
"im doing pretty good." ... "you know, its really nice to have someone to care about." he seizes my hand, and who am i to tell him to let go? not that i would if i could have thought of anything to say.

today was also the one day i didnt see dana after school. i know she wasnt around because i was not hit with a large book.

biren: "you got cable internet or dsl?"
me: "um. roadrunner."
biren: "ah. i wish i had it. i would download so many movies and shit."
me: "tell me: how do you download shit?"
biren: "with my dial up."

anywho, thats the extent of my day.

for my loyal readers, thank you for your continued support.

can you say, "horray for maggie for not only finishing her led thing, but for making it function properly, as well!"?

today was awesome. totally awesome. i went to school, failed my analysis test, beared sitting through another speech by the entusiast, nearly killed myself because thomas jefferson had to write the declaration of independence, verbally answered a multiple choice question with an answer that wasnt a choice, got caught not paying attention in spanish, and, finally, laughed until i cried (thought my pants would never dry) at the end of the day when the kid next to the girl behind me turned inside out the backpack of the girl next to me.

really, it wasnt a bad day. i just like to exaggerate and make things seem worse than they really are.

in fact, today wasnt bad at all.

phil said his parents liked me. he followed up that statement with: "they said the same thing everyone else says when they see you: 'she likes you?'" tee, hee hee.

tonight i am being inducted into beta. im really excited. mainly because i get to wear those new clothes i was telling you about earlier. hopefully i wont fall flat on my face when going to receive my certificate, or, worse, catch myself on fire during the candlie part.

mr. murray is having the biology test on friday, which totally rocks.

since i have no homework, and since im kind of dirtry from washing my car, im going to go shower. adeiu.

today was very different, to say the least.

the psat wasnt very hard. of course, that means i probably shouldve left more blank, but its too late for regrets now.

the remaining three class periods were a piece of mincemeat pie.

oh, wait. no they werent. i soddered everything in the wrong place in engineering. and that really sucked.

fortunately, my tutoree had been studying, so i didnt have to want to serve him bleach.

i came home and hated mrs. angert all through the chapter seven study guide, which i will not study from.

then i went to the orchestra concert. um, ghs: you rock my world.

its definately been too long since ive had to meet a guys parents. what not to do: fiddle. what i did: fiddle.

to lighten the mood which has not been darkened in any way, shape, or form, here is an excerpt from todays fifth period:
student: "you were looking at me like im dumb. why you look at me like im stupid?"
mrs. ribas: "no... i dont know..."

and now it is time for me to sleep and not worry about not finishing that led in engineering tomorrow.

well, that didnt work.

i saw rafael bellini today at kash 'n karry. i was wearing my chicken vagina shirt, as i am whenever i see someone i havent seen in a long time.

speaking of rafael, i wonder if raffi did really love to eat, eat, eat apples and bananas.

speaking of bananas, my mom is making banana bread.

speaking of banana bread, i bought an outfit for beta inductions. im rather pleased. except my mom bought it; i didnt.

then i thought i saw dana with a mysterious character. i screamed, "dana!" and not-dana turned around. i played it off, though; i was cool. not cool as a cucumber,
because cucumbers arent very cool. so i guess im more like a cucumber than i originally thought. thats something to think about. for a total of three seconds.

now that ive said all ive wanted to say, im out.

i met a cat volunteer today. your guess is as good as mine.

and then i went a little crazy tonight.

and then i let it all out and cried a lot.

except that last part about crying. that didnt happen.

but i did almost hit a squirrel.

and now i would very much like to not be me.

i went shopping for jewelry for FOUR HOURS and only came up with thirty-five dollars worth of maybies for homecoming. the process, however, was most delightful.

then i went to work. do you have any idea how much christmas merchandise we have? ill give you a hint: the answer begins with "a" and ends in "lot."

now im just having a blast making an idiot out of myself.

i love dream!

goodnight.

and now for the daily equation: today = perfect.

first bit of juicy deliciousness: grades.
i believe the doodle has done it once again (and probably for the final time this year). the great guru of academics, the goddess of studying, the queen of class averages... is nowhere to be found. however, i did make straight "a"s. wee!

second morsel of tender happiness: guys.
i havent exactly been giddy these past few months, but today was hands-down skip-worthy: phil wants to go on a date with me. me. did you hear that? someone wants to date me. someone named phil. am i happy? youre darned tootin'.

third bit of oozing newness: choking.
there seems to be a hazelnut caught in my throat.

fourth piece of glee pie: the great outdoors.
the weather is absolutely perfect. beautiful. stupendous. orgasmic, almost. its about 70 degrees with a nice wind blowing. the sun is shining down softly, and all the windows in the house are open to welcome in the new season: almost not-summer.

fifth crumb of jump-clickiness: friends.
dana is an awesome friend. she listens to all of my "drama," if you will, and doesnt tell me to shut up, but rather encourages me while still somehow making me laugh.
also, i got a sign from dream today. i do realize just how little sense the whole tradition of sign-making makes, but i absolutely heart getting them.

sixth slice of giddy cake: family.
i got home today, and my dad was here. not only that, but the house smelled good. no, i did not mean to imply that the house normally smells bad when he is home.

seventh ember of scoldering yayness: homework situation.
frankly, there is not homework situation, because there is no homework.

i think that covers just about everything wonderful from today. the bad truly wasnt that bad, and the weather is so nice that i can hardly remember why i found any part of the day to be upsetting.

this is doodle, signing off.

happy things for the day:
1. many said i looked cute today.
2. i got back my history test and scored a lot higher than i had anticipated.
3. i made up two other tests, which werent very challenging.
4. somebody cute finally asked me for my number.
5. i didnt die in biology.
6. my lunch was packed in an airplane barf bag.

unhappy things for the day:
1. i almost fell down the stairs today, and by almost, i mean my books had already begun to fly. and by unhappy, i mean it was the funniest thing that happened all day.
2. mrs. angert gave me a nasty look. again. and yes, it is a conspiracy.
3. luis doesnt know when to shut up, and i really, really, REALLY dislike him today.
4. i wish i died in biology.

while hugging someone:
someone: "you know, this is my favorite part of the day."

excerpt from a very unfunny last week:
sob, sob, sob.
sob, sob, sob.
"the jesus looks like a tarantula."
sob, laugh, sob.

you knock me off of my feet, now, baby! woo!
go on, girl! ow!... ow!
hey, pretty baby with the high heels on,
you give me fever like ive never, ever known!
youre just the product of lovliness(uh!).
i like the (something) of your walk, (uh)your talk, your dress(uh!)!
i feel your fever from miles around (hic!)
ill pick you up in my car and well paint this town (hic!).
just kissame baby and tell me twice (uh)
that youre the one(uh) for me!

oh, michael jackson, how no one idolizes you for who you are.

well, it is time for me to go. mainly because im typing lyrics and giving you incomplete thoughts.

and also because im a raging lunatic.

doodle con arroz.

when you walk into the bathroom at one am and see a large cat in the sink, its funny.

well, its safe to say that the early part of this week sucked. to save you from having to hear about it, i wont talk about it.

quite on the contrary, the latter part of this week has not sucked. heres what you get for having the best friends in the world:
someone to help you figure out how to get from point a to point b in an airport (yes, im really that simple.).
someone to help you flag down your ride home from the airport.
someone to miss you.
someone to tell you they missed you.
someone to be very delightfully surprised to see that youre home early.
someone to hug you to let you know they care.
someone to say, "I LOVE YOU, MAGGIE!" first thing in third period.
someone to help you catch up.
someone to be very patient.
someone who does not emote on a normal basis to show sympathy towards you.
someone you don't even know to let you know you were missed (twice. i know.).
someone to comfort you.
someone to care.
someone to walk you to your car.
someone to surprise you.
someone to make you giggle.
someone to distract you from studying (yes. good friends do it.).
someone to say something funny enough to make you snort.
someone to do the macarena while saying the name of someone wonderful in place of the real words, which no one understands anywho.
someone to tell you youre cool.
someone to laugh at you (hey. we all need it.).

"his name is nick lardino, but i call him nick large dinosouar."

"do you smell that?"
"smell what?"
"are you serious? you really cant smell that?"
"yeah. why? what is it?"
"i smell like pig shit."

"roses are red,
violets are blue.
youre sitting on my gum,
so give me some of yours."

and thats all the funny i can remember from yesterday and today.

well...

yeah. thats it.

so without further adeiu, i leave you.

God told me to grow up;
I told myself to fear.

today was uber cool, minus the first eighteen hours.

after work, i met up with some friends at malibu. the evening was full of fun and antics, as the following excerpt displays (seriously just spent five minutes trying to think of the word "displays," and andrew found it before i did.):
rachel (to kurt): "is it wrong that im singing tenor and youre singing soprano?"

i saw the cutest little old lady on my lunch break today (no, i did not see her in the breakroom.). i thought she was waiting for her husband to come back to the table, so i didnt want to be weird and talk to her when she was about to leave. she made a little bit of small-talk with me, so i didnt say much. then she left, without a husband (or a wife). i felt bad for not talking to her, because i didnt have anything else to do either. so that was my bit of daily saddness.

another bit of saddness: coming home, im not sure if i passed a rug or a dead poodle.

also, dream visited me at work today, but not on purpose. still, that made me happy.

and for all those who were wondering, there is a large purple bruise on my right knee as a result of hitting it on the bookshelf hard enough to knock the lamp over, and thanks to my not knowing how to walk, there is another, smaller indication of my clumsiness on my left shin.

andrew is a very impatient person.

thats all for today.

in the words of rocky, goodnightway!